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Tweak says, "No one takes my frock."

Rose Tyler (blaidd_drwg_) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-09-27 18:38:00

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!closed, rose tyler, the doctor (10)

WHO: Rose Tyler and the Doctor
WHAT: Fun tiems after truth
WHEN: After the mountain of calls
WHERE: Rose's flat
RATING: TBA
STATUS: In Progress

Rose could not have been happier. Even the mind killing hangover seemed to have fallen to nothing. She had thought for a while that having to tell the truth, being compelled to say things she had wanted to keep silent, would only end badly. But now, with the Doctor's admitting his feelings for her, well she couldn't care less what she told everyone. Though it would be best if she done what she could to ensure no one found out those things she'd rather keep quiet. Especially when it came to things to do with her youth or even some of the things she has witnessed during her travels. Some people just weren't ready for that.

She had called the Doctor as soon as she had got his messages and it was only a few seconds until he said he was coming to see her. That had obviously caused her to do a mad dash to get cleaned up. Her flat wasn't exactly a mess, but she did have some bottles lying about as well as clothing. Her main problem would be herself. It wouldn't take the Doctor long to get here, so she had jumped into the shower for the quickest shower she had ever had before she found some jeans and a top to through on.

She had just finished blow drying her hair when she heard a knock at the door. Throwing the towels from her shower into the laundry basket, she padded on bare feet to the door, wondering for a moment why he might have knocked. But that didn't matter, maybe he was just being polite. Once she saw him, however, she couldn't keep the smile from her face.

"Hello."

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_ten_
2010-09-27 06:43 pm UTC (link)

He had climbed the stairs twice. Got to the top once, changed his mind and turned back, only to wheel around on his heel and bounce back up again. His long legs ate up the space, taking two or three stairs at a time. Both his hearts were pattering against his ribs, a little out of time with each other, sending chemicals racing around his veins.

It was the truth phenomenon, sending things people kept to themselves bursting out into the world. He'd never seen anything like it before, never in all his time felt that strong a compulsion to tell the truth. And he was a man who kept things impossibly close. He had so many secrets he sometimes felt like they could suffocate him. But one was out now, and although he knew it was probably doomed, for a while at least he could be happy.

The door was pulled open, and Rose stood there, fair hair a little damp from the shower, her cheeks flushed from the hot water. He could smell shampoo and water on her skin, along with the slightest hint of alcohol from the night before. The Doctor very rarely had a plan when it came to what he was going to do - he had a happy ability to barrel into things without forethought and somehow managing to make everything work out for him. So that was what he did.

The Time Lord stepped forward, ducked his head, and kissed Rose hard on the mouth, one long fingered hand coming up to push her hair back and cradle her jaw. Inside his chest, both hearts picked up their pace.

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blaidd_drwg_
2010-09-27 06:59 pm UTC (link)

Rose's arms were quick to slide her arms around his neck as she responded to the kiss, stepping close so there was no space at all between them anymore. She could feel his hearts against her chest and was pretty sure he would be able to feel hers racing beneath her own skin. He somehow managed to make her feel so alive with just one kiss and her stomach began to flutter as she deepenend the kiss, one hand sliding into his hair. God she loved his hair, she would have to tell him that later when she deemed it appropriate to stop kissing.

"Maybe we should move from the doorway," she muttered against his lips.

But it wasn't long until her lips were firmly on his again and a small sigh escaped her as she pressed up against her more. He loved her. And things couldn't get any better.

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_ten_
2010-09-27 07:45 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor stepped over the threshold, kicking the door shut behind him while keeping carefully attached to Rose. It had been a long time since he had told someone he loved them - well over a century. His family from Gallifrey had been lost during the time war, and since then it had been difficult. Rose pushed herself into him, her small body molding into his own lean frame as her hands pushed through his hair.

He didn't know how long they stood there, breathing heavily and pressed close together just inside the doorway, but eventually he pulled away, hooking a strand of golden hair back behind Rose's ear. "I'm sorry," he told her. Because he was. He loved her, and he'd spent so long denying her.

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blaidd_drwg_
2010-09-27 07:51 pm UTC (link)

She moved with him, finding it a little funny how easy she now found it to move whilst kissing without tripping over her feet. Her young teenage self would be very proud of herself. But she had, of course, had plenty of practice since the first time so she shouldn't be shocked at her ability.

Once she could no longer breath, she pulled away from his lips but kept just as close. Her chest and shoulders were rising and falling heavily as she tried to get the much needed air into her lungs. But not once did her eyes leave him.

"You're forgiven," she said with a smile, wishing she could have said he had nothing to say sorry about like most normal people would. But this damn truth thing wouldn't let her, because she had been upset and angry over this whole thing and an apology was very much accepted.

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_ten_
2010-09-27 08:15 pm UTC (link)

She had to be telling the truth, so he smiled and leaned in, pressing his lips briefly against her forehead, inhaling the scent of her freshly washed hair. He wasn't sure what time it was - he'd been up all night, trying to work out how to to talk to Rose, and he'd been cleaning in the pub when she'd called him. He didn't need much sleep.

"Did I wake you?" he asked, referring to the missed phone calls from last night. His hand slipped down her cheek, tracing the familiar curve with a thoughtful expression suddenly creasing his forehead, as if he was trying to work out a puzzle. Then his eyes locked back on hers, and a slow smile blossomed wonkily over his face.

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blaidd_drwg_
2010-09-27 08:20 pm UTC (link)

She smiled when he kissed her forehead, running her hands down his back before one trailed back up to settle around his neck once more. She would give anything to know what he was thinking but if it was something he had felt the need to share he would have done so. Would have been made to do so, actually.

"No. I had a bit of a late night last night, an earthquake couldn't have woken me," she said with a soft laugh, hating that truth thing for a moment. But then he was giving her a thoughtful look before grinning and she raised her eyebrow in curiousity. "What?"

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