I love the whole waking-up scene -- not what Rose had been imagining ("despite her frequent and guilty efforts to stop imagining," heh) but deeply intimate.
Once she had stretched, she pressed into the Doctor's side and rested her head on the pillow, breathing in again the smell of him, wool and man, a slight sharpness from the cotton shirt that had dried in the night.
You do some of the best smell descriptions :).
The gymnastics of getting out of bed, complete with the Doctor's snorting and the potentially-creaky door, are sweet (and familiar to anybody who's tried to sneak out without waking someone).
Rose's deepening relationship with Jacob is nice as well. the traveler and the man who was home, the uncertain and the devoted -- gorgeousness.
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Date: 2007-02-26 06:57 am (UTC)Once she had stretched, she pressed into the Doctor's side and rested her head on the pillow, breathing in again the smell of him, wool and man, a slight sharpness from the cotton shirt that had dried in the night.
You do some of the best smell descriptions :).
The gymnastics of getting out of bed, complete with the Doctor's snorting and the potentially-creaky door, are sweet (and familiar to anybody who's tried to sneak out without waking someone).
Rose's deepening relationship with Jacob is nice as well. the traveler and the man who was home, the uncertain and the devoted -- gorgeousness.