A Kiss a Day 1/?

This is all @chocolatequeennk‘s fault, for encouraging me to write in a kiss during/after each episode. And thus, I present to you a new WIP. The goal will be to write a small scene of a new kiss between the Doctor and Rose every day.

Ten x Rose, ~600 words, all ages

A kiss a day keeps the Doctor very much not away.

AO3

The Doctor flexed his new fingers of his new hand, delighting in the warmth of Rose’s hand in his. It still fit as perfectly as it did before, and he never wanted to let go. She had her head on his shoulder, squinting up at the sky through the ash and to the stars beyond in the vague direction he had pointed to mere moments ago.

Warmth bubbled deep in his chest and he rubbed his thumb along the back of hers, feeling perfectly content, perfectly happy. He’d been scared—terrified—ever since he took the Vortex from her. He’d worried that regeneration would be too much for her, and she would leave, like all the others had left. When she turned to him with those wide, horrified eyes that looked at him without an ounce of recognition and asked for him to change back, he’d feared the worst.

All he’d been able to think about since he woke up was how to convince Rose to please stay with him.

“I’m heading back up.”

The Doctor startled and turned towards Jackie, who was rubbing at her arms in an attempt to keep out the December chill.

“Don’t you swan off without saying goodbye,” she threatened, pointing at Rose, and then at him.

“Nah,” he drawled, “the TARDIS is in no shape to fly right now. We’ll be parked for a few days, at least.”

Jackie nodded, mollified by his words, then turned on her heel and headed back inside the building.

“Will we really be here for a few days?”

The Doctor glanced down at Rose, and frowned when he saw the furrow in her brow.

“Yeah,” he said slowly, his mind working to figure out what she was thinking. “As I said, the TARDIS is in no shape to fly. Someone thought it would be a good idea to race her thought the Vortex.”

He dared not mention that the TARDIS was still pretty wounded from Rose looking into the Vortex, and he was relieved when Rose cracked a grin and didn’t mention anything about how she had come back to him. Hopefully that meant his memory trap was still working.

“Yeah, give you a few days to spend time with your mum,” he continued. “It’s been a few months for her. Again, someone thought it would be a good idea to return you at Christmastime.”

“Wonder who that someone is,” she teased, smiling at him with that tongue-touched smile he loved so much.

“No idea,” he said. “Some idiot, I presume.”

Rose giggled, and the sound set his hearts racing in his chest, and he felt his own daft grin spreading across his lips in return. Rose hugged his arm to her chest and rested her cheek on his shoulder. She was so close and felt so warm and smelled so good; the Doctor went half-dizzy with a rush of emotion he couldn’t quite pick apart yet. Fondness. Affection. Giddiness. Love.

That last one put a lump in his throat, and rather than try to inspect it further, he shoved it deep into his mind to deal with later.

Her fingers squeezed his as she nuzzled her cheek into his coat, and he couldn’t help but lean down and press the gentlest of kisses to her forehead. His ears rang as his lips met with the warm, soft skin of her forehead, and the sound of her quickly-drawn breath made his pulse race. Apparently this body was affectionate, and quite rash with doling out its affection. Or perhaps that was only with Rose…

He sniffed, and shoved that thought away, too, and he instead rested his cheek in her hair. He could sift through his maelstrom of emotions later. For now, he was content with stargazing under the ashfall with his best friend by his side.

Doctor Who Poem

Roses are red
That much is true
Violets are purple
Not fucking blue

Blue is for TARDIS
Flying through space
The Doctor and Rose
Any time, any place

Some Roses are red
Others stand on a beach
In a parallel universe
The doctor can’t reach

Nothing but a hologram
In the void she fell through
He never finished that sentence
Rose Tyler…