This is a super fun one with Allonswin and Souffez!

Title: Jealousy
Summary: The Doctor gets jealous of himself.
Rating: K+
Character(s): Eleven, Ten, Clara
Pairing(s): Doctor & Clara
Genre(s): Romance & Friendship
Setting: 50th Anniversary
Word Count: 439

The Doctor scowled as he watched Clara and his younger self talk.

If talking was the right word.

He could see the two giggling together. Clara - his Clara - flung herself towards his tenth self and hugged him tightly.

The Doctor was ready to strangle someone.

It was silly, really. She was hugging him, in a sense. Not the current Doctor, but him, nonetheless. Why would he care anyways? She was just his companion. Sure, he cared about her, but he dare say that he cared for her romantically.

His hands turned into fists when his impossible girl turned and kissed his younger self on the cheek. It was brief, but lingering enough to turn into something else if either wished for it.

Thankfully, for the current Doctor, Clara moved away. The Doctor began to breathe again. Who was he kidding, he was in love with Clara Oswald.

She walked over towards him with her arms crossed. She smiled. "Hey, Chin!" She did a slight hop to her final step towards him.

He began to awkwardly cross his arms, but changed his mind and put them beside him. He moved them up to fix his bowtie. "Er, hey, Clara."

"You okay there?"

"'Course, why wouldn't I be?"

She took a step towards him; he walked a step away. Too many humany-wumany feelings, he scolded himself.

Clara raised an eyebrow at him. "Humany-wumany what?"

His eyes widened. "Oh, dear. I said that out loud, didn't I?" She pursed her lips together to hide her amusement, nodding. He slowly took a step towards her. "Let's pretend I didn't." He swiftly turned around to walk away.

"Oi!" Clara grabbed the Doctor's arm before he could get very far. "Are you..." She paused. "Are you saying you fancy me?"

"Er...well...ummm..." He fiddled with his fingers. He stood straight. "Yes, I suppose I do." He smiled as he admitted it to himself.

He didn't get much further because the next thing he knew, Clara had her hands in his hair and her mouth pressed against his.

The Doctor's arms flailed around for a few seconds before finally settling one around her waist, and the other on the back of her neck. He kissed her back fiercely, pulling her closer. Clara only replied enthusiastically, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

He began to push her backwards to pin her against the wall when someone coughed towards them. The two sprang apart sheepishly to see the Tenth Doctor giving them that knowing look before walking away.

The Doctor held out his hand to Clara. "Well, Clara Oswald. Time for our next adventure. Together."

*whispers* You better review.

~ Sunny