rose tyler (ex_rosetyler358) wrote in aternaville, |
There was a trembling in him that was making something inside of Rose ache and rattle in the same way, provoking her to lean inwards toward him, to be closer. Her forehead pressed against his temple and she let her eyes come to a brief close, only long enough to brush her lashes in a dusting motion across his cheek. Her arms tightened around his waist to hold him against her, to give in to the closeness and whatever comfort she could bring to him from it.
"I'll get it to the cleaners," she said quietly against his ear. "Don't worry about that now. Not any of it." It was really the very least she could do for him, for Jack who had always done so much for her and more than he probably should have, disregarding the fact he should be taking care of himself, too. This time, Rose was going to be sure that Jack was all right. Whatever that took, even if it seemed impossible, she was going to do it. But it might well be impossible because Jack was suffering more than the physical injuries.
"And what happened?" she asked softly, again, asking him to continue the story.