A couple of drabbles I suddenly thought of. I loved Father's Day, it was beautiful and that hug just won't leave me alone. So, here you are. A bit shippy, because I adore Nine/Rose.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, wouldn't really know what to do with it if I did.


"Just…tell me you're sorry."

He was looking at me. Not angry, not sad, not blank even. Just…intense. Those piercing blue eyes staring right through mine. His face was grim, that was it: a no-nonsense expression. I didn't have a choice, I either apologised or—no, that was it, I apologised. He'd been furious with me only about an hour before, and now…nothing. Just cold. And profoundly alien.

It was easy to forget he wasn't as human as he looked a lot of the time. But every now and then he reminded me who he was. Time Lord. He might take me travelling, but I had to be careful.

"I am…" But he was still looking. Didn't say anything, didn't move, just looked. "I'm sorry."

He was quiet for a moment; I almost thought I'd stuffed it up again somehow. But I'd flicked a switch somewhere, and just like that his whole expression changed. His arm moved, and I felt his hand so cool against my cheek, flushed from excitement and fright and goodness knows what I started feeling when he smiled. Yeah, it was familiar but it took me by surprise. I felt butterflies in my stomach…but that was because I was relieved, of course. And then he pulled me into his arms and I hugged him back and it all didn't matter and I was okay. Everything was okay.

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