themerryimpala, is this what you wanted ? I hope so:
"Doctah…" Rose sighs, staring up at the green little leafs above their heads. "Again?"
"I didn’t put it there!" He protests adamantly, face turning red as the berries above them.
"They’re all ova the TARDIS!" Rose crosses her arms.
"Then it’s the decorum circuit or something… Blame the TARDIS, not me!" He says, running his fingers through his crazy mess of hair.
She sighs one last time, “Oh alright.” His hands slide down to her waist and he pulls her close. His striped suit meets her overalls, and for the third time today, their lips collide in a burst of energy. Rose can feel her heart pounding and the Doctor’s hearts too. She knows he’s lying about the circuit thingy-ma-bober. But that’s okay, because his warm frame pressed against hers is all she really wants for Christmas anyway.