So here I am again, posting another one of my drabbles here. This one I wrote like 3 weeks ago but totally forgot about it till now, so I am posting it now (that's all that really matters)
The prompt was Pancakes.
Unedited, so any mistakes are my own here
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Rose Tyler was comfortable. She was happy and warm snuggled beneath a heavy duvet. In the Doctor's bed of all places. It seemed that the Doctor had almost lost her one to many times in a life and death experience and he had finally pushed down his walls and kissed her. She couldn't remember the exact details of what happened next, only that they had ended falling asleep in the Doctor's room.
She rolled over and blindly felt for the comforting touch of the time lord beside her. The bed though, to her surprise was completely empty. she pushed herself to a sitting position and found the Doctor's blue pinstriped trousers and jacket gone. A feeling of fear and abandonment bubbled up in her stomach, and the human forced it down. He wouldn't just run off and hide deep in the TARDIS. Or would he? Did he regret what had happened between them the night before?
Once more she forced the thought out of her mind. She was toying with the idea of returning to sleep when a large crash sounded through the TARDIS. Rose crawled off the large bed and grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, which just happened to be the Doctor's white button up. She rapidly did a few of the buttons up, more for her own modesty than anything. The Doctor and here were the only two people on the ship, other than the TARDIS of course.
She pushed through the door and down to the end of the corridor, through which she assumed would lead to the corridor. Peering through the door she saw, the Doctor standing in the middle of what she could only call a war zone. A fine white powder covered every possible surface, including the Doctor. On one of the counters a bowl filled with some sort of batter with a spoon sticking out of it sat. Unable to suppress her giggles at the ridiculous sight, Rose covered her mouth and walked in. The Doctor who was staring at an upturned metal mixing bowl.
"Rose!?" He yelped as he looked up at his companion. A silly grin covered his face as his gaze slid down her naked thigh. He shook his head as if to clear it, and waited a moment before he spoke.
"You're up! I mean it's rather early and you know, last night, and well I decided to make you pancakes, and well, you can see what happened" As he spoke he gestured to the mess in front of him.
The human couldn't help but smile at the time lord and the ridiculous. All doubts and fears she had felt disappeared.
"Thank you" she said plainly. Stepping forward, she dusted some of the flour from his his thick brown hair. He leaned into her touch as Rose revelled being able to touch him in such an intimate manner. Sure they had held hands before, or hugged after a dangerous adventure. Now it was softer touches to his shoulder, a gentle caress of her cheek.
Clearing her mind, Rose studied the Doctor and his flour covered jacket. A grin crossed her face as a thought occurred to her.
"We should get you out of those clothes"
The Doctor picked up quickly what she was getting at, and a wide grin crossed his face. Walking out of the kitchen, Rose unbuttoned the Doctor's shirt and slid it slowly down her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She heard a short gasp and there was a short pause before the human heard a scrambling noise behind her.
Pancakes would have to wait.
