“When he gets back to the flat Rose is still asleep. He takes off his coat and toes off his trainers, setting the coffees and muffins on the stand and grabbing the box out of his sock drawer before climbing into bed with her.
“Morning,” he says, cuddling up behind her.
“Morning,” she says on a yawn, turning to face him. “You’re up early.”
She smiles and kisses him and he hopes he doesn’t appear as nervous as he feels. His heart is pounding and he has to remind himself to breathe.
She sits up and he sits up with her, handing her her cup and muffin.
“Muffin, too? Is it my birthday?”
“It’s a good day,” he says.
He nods. Sips his own coffee. Waits.
“No, I did. Went behind the counter. On my day off, too.”
She nods. Takes a bite of her muffin. He’s not, generally, a patient man, but he can be for Rose. So he sits, drinking his coffee, eating his banana nut muffin, waiting for her to notice—
“Did you write on here, or was that Donna?”
“We never did agree, did we, on what—um. On what we call each other. I mean, I know you’ve grown rather attached to beau, but I never quite—but I’d like to give this one a go. If you want.”
He pulls the ring box out of his pocket. Sets it on the bed next to her.
Inwardly he starts to panic. Why hasn’t she said anything? There’s no way he’s read this wrong so what—
Suddenly he’s being yanked by his tie and her lips are on his and that will never not be his favorite thing and—
“So are you gonna ask me or what?”
“Rose Tyler, will you marry me?”
–weezly14. A Place Where We Only Say Goodbye. Chapter 22. Time Loop AU. 2013.
