A Yorkshire Thing, Part 2 of 2

[jlrpuck_fic]

He’d awoken that morning as content as he could ever remember, Rose curled next to him under the duvet. He’d had no grand plans for the trip north, had just known she needed a break, and he wanted her to himself for a bit. He’d been astonished to rediscover the day before, just how very much he loved her, as though he’d somehow forgotten the

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[aibhinn]

**swoon**

Oh, I love this. So much. So, so, so much. This much fluff ought to have me in diabetic shock, but I'm absolutely contented. This is so sweet and gorgeous, it really is.

I still want a Peter of my vewwy own. *G*

[jlrpuck]

Ah. I see the internets are eating my replies again today. Oh, joy.

I've asked EGT more times than I can count "Is this too fluffy? Too sweet? Too schlocky?" Because I live in permanent fear of becoming nothing *but* a fluff writer. Not that that's a bad thing--it's just that my inner cynic won't allow it. So...yeah. This *is* fluffy, but also so very Peter and Rose that I couldn't help myself. ;)

Have a safe drive home!

[earlgreytea68]

The problem is that she asks *me.* And I think my tolerance for fluff is huuuuuuuuge. So, if you ever feel that she's crossed the line, you must be sure to blame me.

[jvgymnast]

Bring on the fluff :0)

[jlrpuck_fic]

Consider the fluff brought ;)