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A few hours later they sat in the park and had just finished their picnic. He loved what Rose had done to her hair to cover her hickie. She usually had a pony tail - because she was annoyed by her hair getting in the way when they ran. But now it was lying open over one shoulder. Her curls had gotten incredibly long and he played with a single curl marveling at how golden they were shining in the rare London sunlight. She slightly leaned against his shoulder. They were watching the kids playing in the park. He couldn't help but wish they were their kids. He looked at her face and asked himself if she thought the same. Jackie was sunken in a book pretending to see nothing around her. His hand that was not playing with her hair grabbed her hip and pulled her closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder.
Jackie laughed to herself. Was Rose actually thinking that she didn't notice their touch getting softer. Less friendly. The looks he gave her were made out of pure love - maybe even a little desire. They were sitting right next to her. Her head on his shoulder. She should know her mother better. Jackie was never really reading. Not like the Doctor who would sink into his book and notice nothing for the next view hours - until he finished the book. And seriously, a bumped foot? Like she could confuse an orgasm with that. And that's not the first time. She had known for a few months but decided not to let Rose know.
The Doctor shortly looked at Jackie just to meet her gaze. He smiled and almost started laughing. His hand on Rose's waist tightened its grip and she leaned into his side. He loved to feel her warmth through the thin fabric of his shirt - he had put off his suit jacket earlier. He kissed her hair and then pulled out his book. He lay down on the blanket - his head in Rose's lap - and once again sunk into the magical world created by J.K Rowling. One of the most read stories in the universe. It would be on every satellite humans would send out and soon be in the library. The marvelous planet only covered in books. He loved to spend hours and hours between the dusty books or the modern wing covered in bright white, with the electronic books, though he loved it much more to sniff the pages when he read.
Rose played with his hair, bending it into every direction. She just loved the sensation of his thick, soft hair between her fingers. He didn't even notice. He was reading Harry Potter again. She watched his face. He was relaxed. Now and then he laughed or just smiled. There was something in his face she couldn't define. Something she only saw when he read fantasy books. Maybe he was laughing at the humans' vision of this universe. She bent down slightly but didn't notice until the tips of her curls tickled his face. He looked up and smiled. She ran a hand over his jaw line.
Right now it didn't matter if her mother would see them. She just wanted to touch him. He propped himself up on his elbows to be even closer to her face. She bend down further and their lips met. Her tongue brushed his upper lip. Her heart was racing. One of his hands reached up to her neck pulling her gently closer to him. Then she remembered her mother next to them she blushed and let go off him. He pouted slightly but continued reading. She couldn't look away. Those tempting lips... the lines of his ribcage visible through his shirt. She looked over to her mother. She didn't seem to have noticed and honestly she wouldn't have been quiet if she caught them kissing.
Hours later just when the sun was setting the Doctor and Rose got back to the TARDIS.
"So, dancing!" Rose said. She was excited. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Well, I thought we should go to the fifties... though your dress doesn't quite fit the 50s...but if you don't mind I do have some fitting clothes." He smiled.
"I'll get one then." She kissed him briefly and left.
She came back about 15 minutes later. He saw a movement in the corner of his eye and looked up. She was beautiful. She wore a white strapless dress with a dusky pink belt. The dress was made of a lacey fabric. The skirt was made of multiple layers that rippled around her hips down to her knees. He couldn't find any words describing how beautiful she was. His hearts began to race.
"Rose..." It was the only thing he could think of. She stepped closer.
"Doctor?" She asked placing her arms around his neck. Their eyes met.
"You look... you are the most beautiful being I have ever seen." He kissed her - his tongue darting into her mouth. She moaned as he ran his tongue over the roof of her mouth. They broke apart in order to breathe. His hands wandered to her waist. He pressed his hips against hers.
"Doctor... the 50s." She said and ran one and through his hair. He kissed her once more and then turned to the control panel. 'Okay, sexy.' he told the TARDIS in his thoughts 'you know what I'm going to do. Just bring me to where I want to go this one time'
And she did. They landed on a street in London. 1957. Right opposite them there was a restaurant. Large signs on the windows said "Dance night. ONLY tonight." He smiled and grabbed Rose's hand. They entered and looked around. There were a lot of couples dancing but also some standing around the dance floor talking, laughing and drinking. He wrapped an arm around her waist and bend down to her ear.
"I'll grab some drinks and be right back. You do whatever it is you want" He kissed her cheek and left.
Rose wasn't alone for long. Soon there was a handsome guy approaching her.
"Do you want to dance?" He asked and held out a hand. Rose eyes searched the room for the Doctor but as she couldn't see him she grabbed the man's hand. It was fun to dance with him though she thought he was a little brash. Maybe she was only imagining but his grip seemed a little too tight and they seemed to touch more than she liked. Apparently she was not the only one who thought so because after a few minutes she was whirled around and found herself in the Doctor's arms. She grinned. The man wanted to protest but as he saw the look on the Doctor's face - possessive and slightly jealous - he closed his mouth again and left the dance floor.
"Well, I suppose I can't let you be alone around other men." He whispered into her ear. The music was slower now and he pulled her closer to his chest. One hand was in hers, the other on her back.
They danced for a long time and he noticed her touch getting softer and more demanding. There were only a few couples left. Her head rested on his chest. If it wasn't for his Gallifreyan pockets - bigger on the inside - she would have felt the square box with the ring at once. Her arms drifted from his neck to his hands on her waist and she pulled them away.
"I'd like to get out the TARDIS." She said giving him a look that left no doubt of what she wanted. His thoughts were racing. How should he do it? Just ask? What if she said no? What if she didn't want him like that? Okay don't be stupid, she loves you. She wants you. He tried to pull himself together.
They reached the TARDIS. She opened the door and dragged him in. He was still tangled up in his thoughts.
"Doctor... if you don't want to..." She began but he silenced her by pressing his lips against hers.
"Believe me... I want to." He said. "It's just..." Rose's hand went up from his neck to his cheek.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Do you know why I did this? Why I brought you here?" He asked.
"You wanted to go dancing..." she began.
"I wanted to make you happy. That's all for you... you know I don't like dancing." He smiled.
"But I was happy... I've been since you first kissed me." He kissed her nose.
"I know... I didn't mean that. I've been happy, too. But what I meant was that I wanted to make you happy forever." His hearts were racing. "I want to feel you touch me like this..." He put his hand on the one she had placed on his cheek "I want to smell your lovely perfume; I want to see your marvelous eyes. I want everything about you for the rest of your life and I will do anything to keep you alive. I promise to love you for the rest of my endless life. Rose Tyler," in one swift movement he reached in the inside of his pocket pulled the little box out, opened it and got down on one knee. "Will you marry me?" Her eyes widened.
"Doctor... I..." her voice broke. A tear ran down her cheek. "I'm... I have to...I'm sorry." She ran across the control room towards her old bedroom.
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