Author: gallifreyburning and cereal
Word Count: 2,800
Author's Summary: The aftermath of Rose and the Doctor's first week apart in Pete's universe.
Characters/Pairings: Ten (duplicate)/Rose
Recced because: I originally saw this story on LiveJournal, but it began on Tumblr as "fic tennis," in which the two authors volleyed 200-word segments back and forth until they completed the story. Honestly, if I hadn't known that's how it was written, I'd have never been able to tell -- that's how seamlessly the authors' styles mesh -- but the Teaspoon version reveals who wrote what. There's a lot to love about this story: the breezy dialogue, the romantic-comedy feel of it, and an excellent sense of the chaos the Doctor would inevitably cause while trying to live a normal, domestic life.
"Are we not going home?" She's craning her neck, looking backward as the exit gets smaller and smaller.
The Doctor pulls at his ear, "It's possible – and I'm not saying that I agree with this assessment – that the smoke from the fire caused some damage that perhaps makes our flat a bit of a safety hazard. Just briefly."
Rose's visions of a proper reunion with the Doctor, back in their bed, dissolve. Chin up, she optimistically replaces them with visions of plush hotel mattresses and room service.
"Where'd you book us in then?"
He stops pulling at his ear to scratch at the back of his neck, running right down the list of Doctor-with-anxiety tics.
"Great little place, you might know it – the Tyler Mansion?" He briefly turns his head to look at her sheepishly before making the turn for her parents' house.