He woke up to the sounds of her singing in the kitchen.

The Doctor rubbed his eyes groggily, not used to Rose waking up before him. He clambered out of bed, shivering as the cold air hit his bare chest. He sneezed violently and reached for his robe, wrapping it tightly around himself.

"Rose!" he tried to call, but the word stuck in his sinuses. He sneezed again and rubbed his nose, suddenly feeling extremely miserable.

"Rooooose," he wheezed again, stumbling out of the bedroom. He walked down the halls, trying desperately not to sneeze again. The Doctor followed the sounds of her singing.

"Rose - " he stammered, and the sneeze finally broke through. He stumbled and collapsed on the floor. The Doctor heard her singing cut short, followed by a stifled gasp, and then he felt her helping him up.

"Doctor, what's wrong?" Rose asked urgently. "Something happen? Virus? Poison?"

He opened his mouth to speak, but all that escaped was another desperate sneeze. "I think I'm dying," he said dramatically. Rose peered at him, her alarm slowly dissipating, and then she began to laugh.

"Doctor, you aren't dying," she giggled. She led him back to the bedroom, where she pushed him onto the bed and began to tuck him in. He tried to protest, but she silenced him. "You aren't dying."

"But we should run scans," he objected.

"You're fine," she said again, kissing his forehead. "Feverish, but fine."

"Rose, I feel miserable inside," he argued. "I'm burning up, I feel abject, I can't stop sneezing, I can barely talk - "

"And that's bad, yeah?" Rose giggled, humoring him.

"Yeah, it's bad!" the Doctor retorted.

"You aren't dying," Rose said again, sticking her tongue beneath her teeth and flashing a brilliant smile. "You just have a cold."

The Doctor stared up at her in shock. "A COLD," he repeated in disbelief.

She nodded. "A cold. Probably from spending six hours straight in the snow yesterday and then coming in and staying in your wet clothes."

Rose shot him a pointed look, and the Doctor grimaced. "But, Rose," he whined. "I've got superior physiology. It's simply impossible for me to get a cold!"

"Oi, Spaceman," Rose said in a warning tone. "Your superior physiology is human now. See?"

She placed her hand gently on his chest, feeling his single heartbeat. He pouted slightly, deciding to ignore the warmth that seeped through him at her touch.

"I can't have a cold," the Doctor complained. He sneezed once again, making his point complete barmy.

"Yes, you can," Rose stated. "And you being sick means you're stuck here all day. You get to sleep and drink tea and eat soup and feel better."

"Won't you stay?" he asked hopefully, watching her as she began to step away from him. She have him a remorseful look.

"I'll check in on you and make you tea and soup every now and then, but I've gotta get to work..." Rose said, trailing off.

"You just don't want to get sick."

"So you admit you're sick!" Rose said triumphantly. A huge grin lit up her face. The Doctor huffed and rolled his eyes.

"Well," he said finally. "I suppose if I am sick...then it's a very human, very manly cold."

He smiled to himself as he heard her laughter echo down the halls.

A/N: Yay! I'm alive. Did ya miss me? (; [Did you catch my reference, because I promise. It was there, folks] Anyway. Yes, I live. Yes, my brain is still functioning and spouting ideas out like Niagara Falls. Yes, I'm a terrible person and I never ever ever update anything ever. Sorry..
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