Disclaimer: Nope, just borrowing…
Summary: Rose/10.5 mush stuff.
Pairings: Duh! Rose/10.5.
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance.
Chapter Summary: The Doctor eats some sweeties… and it leaves pleasant consequences for Rose.
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"What's these?" the Doctor peered down into the various boxes curiously.
"Pick n mix," replied Rose vaguely, as looked at the magazines. "Sweets."
He picked one up and put it into his mouth; sweet, he thought to himself… and nice.
"I hope you're paying for that," said the grumpy shopkeeper, with a scowl.
"Oh absolutely," said the Doctor. He took a paper bag and began putting in various sweets, from coca bottles to marshmallows, filing it to the top. "Come on Rose," he said when he was done.
Rose walked over to join him at the counter with a heat magazine. She looked at the sweets. "You gonna eat all them?" she asked with eyebrows raised.
"Course," he insisted. They bought the items and left the shop. The doctor dug in immediately. "Want one?" he offered a marshmallow, which she declined, so he shrugged and went on eating.
By the time they were almost back home, Rose realised the paper bag was now empty. She looked at the Doctor, who threw the bag in a nearby letter bin and looked back and forth, almost expectantly. "Look Rose," he said suddenly, pointing to the sky. "Full moon! Wolfs out!" he grinned and hopped in front of her. "You know, this isn't bad, this life," he said with a grin. "This is it, the one life I thought I'd never have, laid on a plate a wrapped up with a bow!" He grinned at her and began jogging on in front.
"Wait up!" yelled Rose.
He skidded to a halt, causing her to bump into him, but he hardly noticed. He grabbed her hand and pulled her forward, large grin in place, and span around in the street with her, dancing and laughing. Rose followed on, her hand still linked with his, rather bemused.
"Are you high?" she asked, as he chatted on about nothing.
"No," he insisted. "I'm right here." Then a frown. "What do you mean by high?"
Rose looked at the sugar on the corner of his lips. Of course, she would have to be dating a half timelord who went hyperactive at the first sign of sweeties. She grinned at him, and put her finger to the corner of his mouth, wiping away the sugar.
He grinned cheekily and raised an eyebrow suggestively, suddenly grabbing her by the waist and sweeping her off of her feet. "Hey!" she giggled.
He picked her into his arms and planted a furious kiss against her lips. Holding her close. Kissing her deep. Holding her stomach where their child was growing. Their lips parted but still lay open, centre meters from each other. He pressed his forehead against hers, their eyes meeting. Smile no longer, just passion, and love, and happiness.
"I think," he breathed gently. "Our bedroom is waiting."
She lent him a gentle smile. No more needed saying.
They didn't leave their room until late the next morning. Rose paraded a smile on her lips all through the day, thinking that her Doctor was definitely getting more sweets in future.
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AN: Uh… - cough- …yeah… reviews? Please?
Oh, and I know I already put up two of these today… but I'm having fun with this fic!