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ten/rose babyfic, ambiguous canon, k. file under: oh my stars this is so fluffy what am i even doing with my life.
She starts by stealing the jumpers from his previous regeneration.
He wanders down for breakfast that morning and finds Rose perched up on the one wood chair at the kitchen table,(once upon a time he’d had a matching set but the TARDIS kept mixing them up every time he changed the desktop setting) one hand playing with her cereal spoon and the other buried in her shower-wet hair. “What?” she asks, staring at his flustered face, flicking her eyes down to the cranberry jumper with a hint of a devilish smile.
“That’s my jumper.”
“My jeans don’t fit anymore.” she offers by way of explanation, sliding her hand from her hair down to rest on her hint of a baby bump.
I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist.
It’d bring me great joy.
I’m 6’2 and weigh 180lbs
ready when you are
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