Pastel Days

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The Doctor shuffled Rose closer into his lap as he watched Tv.

"What'd you doing?" He could almost hear the sleepy smile on her lips.

He kissed the top of her head and nuzzled her hair.

"Ya know, just cuddling."

She let out a sleepy sigh and snuggled closer into his chest. His warmth was like a blanket and his whispers surrounded her with love. It. He traced the back of her palm with circles within circles and lines. If you focused enough it would almost seem as if they were actually drawn onto her skin; or maybe it was her sleepy eyes playing games with her. His humming was distant, she focused on the purr from it in his chest. Along with his heart. It made a perfect beat to be lured to sleep to.

His fingers found her hair, twirling and un-twirling it. A gentle smiled played at his lips as she played footsie. Her gentle breathing ridding away the rest of the world and it was just his Rose. Him and his Rose, just sitting in a kingdom of love.

Rose played with his fingers and listened to the song of his heart and purr. It was a magical sound, but it came in side with her breathing. Just making the melody smoother. Her eyes began to droop and she felt lips on the top of her head again.

"My Rose."

This is short for me, and if you're wondering why it's called pastel days; it's because I just imagine it being early in the morning or late afternoon when the sun is just beginning to rise/set and the colors of the sky are gentle blues, pinks, and yellows. Thanks for reading, leave a comment of what you thought and vote if you enjoyed!

~Bucks

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