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28 July 2010 @ 10:35 pm
The Two of Us a Perfect Fit  
Title: The Two of Us a Perfect Fit
Author: wishiknewwho
Rating: G
Characters: Ten II / Rose 
Dislcaimer: I don't own Doctor Who and it's probably just as well that I don't because it'd be nothing but hugs and hair ruffling for the foreseeable future.  Title taken from A Fine Frenzy's "You Picked Me."
Spoilers: Post Journey's End.
Summary:  The Doctor forgets Rose's birthday.  How can he ever make it up to her?
Beta: The lovely salimali.  Thanks for all your support.
Author Notes: Ages ago, erateini had a birthday.  I promised her fic.  Months later, I am posting that fic.  Let this be a lesson to you kids, I am slow.  Anyway, happy much-belated birthday, my dear, and thanks for being so patient with me.




The Doctor was crossing the street when he remembered. He stopped in his tracks, barely noticing the car that narrowly missed him, its brakes screeching as it came to a stop. He didn’t hear the shouts of the driver as dread worked its way through his body. Shaking it off, he broke into a run. He had forgotten Rose’s birthday and he had to make it right.

To say he’d had a difficult time adjusting to being a human was an understatement. Not only was he without his ship and the whole of time and space, but he’d also lost his sense of time. And he’d lost it in a big way. He didn’t even have that vague sense that some humans had where they thought it might be about half-past two and turned out to be only a few minutes off.

Time would speed up or slow down, depending on what he was doing. Sometimes several hours would pass and he wouldn’t even notice. Other times, minutes would drag by until he was sure a whole day had gone by only to discover it was five minutes later than it was the last time he checked the clock.

And he was horrible with dates. If it weren’t for Rose keeping him on schedule, urging him to write down things in the datebook she bought him and reminding him to check it, he’d never make an appointment. But she hadn’t reminded him of this one, hadn’t even told him to write it in his little book.

Thinking back to breakfast, he realised that something was off with her. She’d given him a funny look when he kissed her good morning, and over their usual toast and tea she kept shooting him expectant glances, like she was waiting for him to do or say something. But he’d had no idea what was going on and she hadn’t said anything else, so he’d let it go. He realised now that the little smile she’d given him as they parted to go to their respective offices was full of sadness.

As he made his way back to Torchwood, lunch for him and Rose gripped in his hand, he tried to think of what he could do to make it up to her. There were always the simple things, like a card, a gift, and a birthday cake with candles, and all of those might have been acceptable if he’d actually remembered her birthday, but now that he’d forgotten, he had to do something spectacular.

Only he wasn’t so spectacular when it came to things like being romantic. Give him an intense situation on the verge of exploding and he had no trouble coming up with a solution to the problem. But finding some tangible way of showing Rose how much she meant to him was out of the question. There was nothing big enough, nothing grand enough to express how he felt for her. He might have come close when he had the TARDIS and could show her the wonders of the universe, but now he had nothing but himself and a tiny square of the universe known as London and neither of those were enough.

He deliberated while riding the lift up to Rose’s office, coming up with one idea after another, immediately rejecting them all. If only he had remembered earlier, he could have planned a holiday for them. He could have found a place that she had never seen before and take her there. It was the best he could do without his TARDIS, and she would have appreciated his effort. But it was much too late for that. If only there was something in London that she hadn’t seen.

Rose was on the phone when he entered her office. She gave him a distracted smile and put up a finger, motioning for him to give her a minute. He put their food on her desk and sat down in the chair across from her.

While he waited for her to finish on the phone, he listened to the rising and falling of her voice and let his mind wander. Maybe he’d been onto something when he’d thought about showing her something she hadn’t seen before. The more he thought, the more he realised that he didn’t have to show her something completely new, he just had to show her something in a way that she’d never seen before. Suddenly, he had it. He stood slowly, trying not to startle Rose with his excitement.

He shifted restlessly from foot to foot, waiting for her to get off the phone. As soon as she snapped her mobile shut, he darted around the desk. “Come on,” he said, grabbing her hands and pulling her up from her chair. “Let’s go.” He took off for the door, tugging Rose behind him.

“Doctor,” she said, smiling widely when he grinned at her to assure her that nothing was wrong. “What are we doing?”

“In case you didn’t notice, it’s your birthday today, Rose,” he said, pulling her into the lift.

She rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “I noticed. It was you who forgot.”

He pressed the button for the ground floor before turning to her, a serious expression on his face. “You’re right, I did forget. And I’m sorry. I promise that it won’t happen again.” He put as much sincerity as he could into his words.

Her face softened, and she leaned up to kiss him. “Okay,” she said. “You’re forgiven. But you still haven’t told me what we’re doing.”

He scratched behind his ear. “Well, you’re a tough one to get a present for, Rose. You have everything. So I decided that instead of buying you something, I’d show you something.”

“Okay,” she said, her eyes lighting up as she let him lead her on.

He led her a few buildings down from Torchwood to the cafe where they often had lunch. He stopped, taking in the fading paint and the sign announcing the day’s specials that was always listed to the right.

Rose looked at him expectantly. “You do realise I’ve been here before?” she asked, her voice teasing.

“Of course,” he said, giving her a nudge for her cheek. “But what you don’t know about this cafe, Rose, is how much it means to me. I love having lunch here with you, sitting across from you, your feet between mine, our hands touching as we both reach for the salt shaker. This place has become ours.”

Rose’s teasing expression softened. “Doctor,” she started, but he pulled her along.

“Let’s go,” he said. He guided her to the park near their flat. The green lawn was almost empty at midday save for the few mothers and children ambling around. “What do we do here?”

She swallowed. “We take walks here some evenings.”

“We do,” he agreed. “But it’s so much more than that. We talk about things, when we’re out here in the twilight. We talk about the time we were apart, the things we’re afraid of. The time we spend together out here makes me sure that this is right, that we are right.”

He glanced away from the park to find her watching him. “Doctor,” she tried again, her voice wavering.

He ignored her and pulled her along with a manic grin. They almost ran to the little food shop a few building down from their flat. “And here, Rose,” the Doctor almost whispered. “Do you remember what happened here?”

She glanced at the shop, shifting to the side as two women came out, each carrying a handful of bags. “It’s where I told you I loved you,” she said quietly.

“Yes,” he agreed. “It was the first time you said it since I came here. And it was there, between the lemons and the cantaloupes that I knew, Rose. I knew that I couldn’t be happier if I tried.”

He turned towards her, lifting his hand to wipe away the tears that were surreptitiously making their way down her cheeks. “This is all I can give you, Rose. Our life. I know it’s not much, but it’s everything to me.”

“Thank you,” she said, kissing him desperately, not seeming to care at all that they were in the middle of the busy pavement as she pulled him closer. “I love you.” The words were whispered against his lips.

“Happy birthday,” he said, grabbing her hand to lead her back to work.

Instead of going with him, she held his hand tightly and stopped him.

“What?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow.

“There’s one last thing you forgot to show me,” she said, lifting an eyebrow to match his.

“Where?” he asked, confused.

She didn’t say anything, just gave him a cheeky grin and led him back to their flat.



 
 
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( 21 comments — Leave a comment )
Feefeerocious on July 29th, 2010 05:42 am (UTC)
Gorgeous!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:34 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Carly21: JE kisscarly21 on July 29th, 2010 06:17 am (UTC)
Aww! Very sweet! :3
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:33 am (UTC)
Thank you!
salimali: Ten II lovesalimali on July 29th, 2010 09:34 am (UTC)
super cute an' fluffy :D
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:33 am (UTC)
See this? I don't know why you get on me about writing angst all the time. ;)
Claudiawildwinterwitch on July 29th, 2010 11:56 am (UTC)
Oh Doctor. You're lucky Rose loves you so much. But his idea, when he had it, was lovely. What a declaration of love.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:33 am (UTC)
He is indeed lucky. I like to think he makes up for his faults, though. Glad you enjoyed!
ladyprydianladyprydian on July 29th, 2010 12:15 pm (UTC)
*Sigh*
Now I have the nice warm-and-fuzzies. Those two are so sweet!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:32 am (UTC)
:D Glad it gave you the warm fuzzies!
angelofpreyangelofprey on July 29th, 2010 06:46 pm (UTC)
What a wonderful thing to come home to, a belly full of warm fuzzies.

Love it, your characterization of the Doctor is spot on!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:32 am (UTC)
So glad you liked the characterization! I never quite know if I'm getting Ten II right. Thank you!
develish1: Ten hugdevelish1 on July 29th, 2010 10:17 pm (UTC)
sweet and fluffy. Love it
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:31 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Glynnis: Doctor Who - Ten & Rose (second star)quean_of_swords on July 30th, 2010 06:50 am (UTC)
Awwww... that's just so damn sweet!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:31 am (UTC)
*grins* Thank you!
spellweaver731spellweaver731 on August 2nd, 2010 05:14 pm (UTC)
That was so lovely and everything I adore about a good TenII fic :)
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:31 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I am a big fan of fluffy Ten II fics as well.
emraldeyedauteremraldeyedauter on August 3rd, 2010 04:44 am (UTC)
Oh Doctor, what a beautful gift. Very lovely piece. Made me smile.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:30 am (UTC)
Thank you! It was tough for me to decide what he'd get her, but then I had this idea and knew it was perfect.
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wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:30 am (UTC)
Thanks so much! Naughty!Rose for the win. ;)
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