She's across the table and down a ways. Not near to him. Near enough to grasp hold of her hand. She should be right there at his side, smiling at him. Laughing at something that he said.
But no. It's some stupid human who has her attention. Even from the distance, through the idle conversation that holds all of the interest of a gnat in his ear for him, he can see the flush of pink high in her cheeks. A result of the wine she's consumed no doubt.
He hopes.
Else it's the pretty boy words that are getting that reaction from her. And that's just not acceptable, though he's not for sure why.
The woman next to him is trying to catch his interest. He can tell this even as his gaze remains firm on his feisty resiliant companion. She can keep trying if she enjoys speaking to hear herself talk, because he's just not interested in...
All thoughts cease as Rose's eyes flick to meet his. There's a smile on her lips and a spark in her gaze. Unless he's imagining things, both brighten the longer she looks at him. He knows he's not imagining the tip of her pink tongue poking out at the side of her mouth.
There's an immediate release of tension about his hearts. Even as she reluctantly tugs her gaze from his and returns it to the man at her side. Without words, a sort of reassurance floods his form.
He even makes small talk with the persistant brunette beside him. The poor girl can't help that she's not aware that Doctors, as well as gentlemen, prefer blondes.
You have NO idea how happy that makes me. I'm quite new to the fandom and this is my first attempt at fic for it. I'm SO glad that it rang true and even MORE pleased that you enjoyed it.
But no. It's some stupid human who has her attention. Even from the distance, through the idle conversation that holds all of the interest of a gnat in his ear for him, he can see the flush of pink high in her cheeks. A result of the wine she's consumed no doubt.
He hopes.
Else it's the pretty boy words that are getting that reaction from her. And that's just not acceptable, though he's not for sure why.
The woman next to him is trying to catch his interest. He can tell this even as his gaze remains firm on his feisty resiliant companion. She can keep trying if she enjoys speaking to hear herself talk, because he's just not interested in...
All thoughts cease as Rose's eyes flick to meet his. There's a smile on her lips and a spark in her gaze. Unless he's imagining things, both brighten the longer she looks at him. He knows he's not imagining the tip of her pink tongue poking out at the side of her mouth.
There's an immediate release of tension about his hearts. Even as she reluctantly tugs her gaze from his and returns it to the man at her side. Without words, a sort of reassurance floods his form.
He even makes small talk with the persistant brunette beside him. The poor girl can't help that she's not aware that Doctors, as well as gentlemen, prefer blondes.
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