Last one of my finished bunch! The rest need to be written out!
Title: Baby It's Cold Outside
Summary: Clara gets cold.
Rating: T
Character(s): Eleven, Clara
Pairing(s): Eleven & Clara
Genre(s): Romance, Friendship & Humour
Setting: Post-Trenzalore
Word Count: 425
Clara shivered. "Damn you, Doctor."
The Doctor gave her a look. "This isn't my fault! You were the one who wanted to go to a Christmas planet!"
"Yeah, well I meant Christmas planet as in all the festivities, not the middle of no where, covered in snow! Oh, and not to mention that we lost the TARDIS!"
The Doctor sighed. "Here." He took off his overcoat and wrapped it around her.
Clara attempted to reject it. "No, then you'll be freezing!"
"Superior biology. I don't feel temperature as much as you humans."
She snuggled into the warmth of the jacket. "Thanks," she whispered. He simply just smiled at her.
The two of them sat in the cave as the Doctor played with his sonic screwdriver to locate the TARDIS. Clara tried to keep warm, but it was so cold. Even with the Doctor's extremely warm jacket, her lips began to turn blue, and her fingers and toes turned numb. After a half an hour or so, she began to cough. The Doctor threw her a worried glance. He ran over to her and touched her skin. "My god, Clara, you're extremely cold!"
Clara rolled her eyes. "I'm going to get hypothermia if you don't get us out of here soon. I don't get how you're not even the slightest bit cold."
"Superior bio-" he started.
"I know, I know. You timelords. Do you always brag about these sorts of things?"
The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I don't mean to."
"Of course you don't."
He sat beside her. "Come 'ere," he commanded, holding his arms out towards her. She shuffled into his arms. He wrapped them around her and pulled her against his chest. "Better?"
"Not really," she answered. "Though I suppose it's only been a few seconds. It should get warmer in a few minutes."
He rubbed her arm. "I'm sorry I got you into this. You were right. It is my fault. Now we're stuck...cuddling because you humans are so sensitive to the cold. " He pressed his lips to her hair.
She giggled. "You know, Chin Boy, if you wanted to get close to me, you could've just asked. We're not even in the snog box though!"
"Oi!" He became flustered. "I...you...but…"
"Oh, shut up, Doctor," she said. "I'm enjoying how firm your chest is. She stroked her hand against his chest to prove her point.
The Doctor blushed. "Stop that!"
"Make me."
Now I need prompts! Please review and give me some!
~ Sunny