life hack: take the person you despise the most and turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then put that flea in a box, and then put that box inside of another box, and then mail that box to yourself, and when it arrives sMASH IT WITH A HAMMER
Yet To Come || Chapter Fourteen
Title: Yet To Come (Part 14/18)
Summary: —AU, all human— Rose Tyler is a dying girl. And she’s okay with that. Or at least she was, until a certain boy comes along and turns her entire worldview around.
Characters: Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler
Notes: This story was inspired pretty heavily by The Fault In Our Stars. It’s a small experiment that got a bit out of hand, and I hope people enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.
****Warnings: Talk of terminal illnesses (cancer)***
Jackie Tyler didn’t sleep much.
Rose already knew that, of course — she was a light sleeper, and she heard Jackie checking on her at least once in hour in the course of the night. She never call her mother on it though. It made Jackie feel better to see that Rose was still breathing, and Rose wasn’t going to give her a hard time.
Still, it was a little surprising to get up in the middle of the night and see Jackie’s bedroom light on. Rose paused in the hall, just staring as the light leaked out of the bathroom. She’d been on the CPAP that night, and she hadn’t bothered to replace it with her oxygen tank when she’d gotten up, figuring she was only going to the bathroom (which was right across from her bedroom). She was already regretting that though.
She went back to her room to get her oxygen tank, sitting for a moment to just breathe and recover, before going to check on Jackie.
The older Tyler was sitting curled up on the edge of her bed, staring at a photo album. Oh.
imagining your otp doing the forehead touch is literally the most important thing in the whole world. everybody take a second and stop scrolling and imagine your otp doing the forehead touch. okay. you can move on now.