It’s in moments like these, stolen moments, singular slivers of time when she doesn’t know I’m looking. I can’t help myself, though, from looking. I know it’s inappropriate, that she’d be furious or weirded out, but here I am, in her bedroom door, watching her in the soft glow of the galaxy spiraling on the ceiling over her bed. Rose Tyler at peace. Rose Tyler oblivious. Rose Tyler asleep.
Words: 1516, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
- Fandoms: Doctor Who
- Rating: General Audiences
- Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
- Categories: F/M
- Characters: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler
- Relationships: Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler
- Additional Tags: first person POV, Doctor’s Point of View, Observations, inner monologues, Fluff, bed sharing
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