Weeelll, look at that. One additional chapter of fun has turned into two! Mr. Quick Draw there is as per request from lunarsilverwolfstar (poor guy…it has been two years). Also, huge thanks to my chat ladies larxenethefirefly, kelkat9, LittleWhoMouse, Calli, and fogsblue for their help and inspiration! References X-Files, Firefly, TBBT, Princess Bride and LOTR (John and Rose are big nerds) =)
Catch up on Part 1 here
They ran all the way out of Jack’s flat down to the street, where they collapsed against one another laughing. “Was it just me or did that man in the cape standing on the table and shouting look like Charles Dickens?” John asked, once he had regained his voice.
“I was too busy looking at that giant green guy!” Rose giggled. “Why was he green, d’you think? And what was wrong with his arm?”
“At one of Jack’s parties, it’s hard to tell,” John replied, stroking his thumb against hers automatically and then freezing at her sharp intake of breath. He made a move as if to let go, albeit reluctantly, unsure of their dynamics now that they were outside the crowded, noisy party, but she only gripped back tighter.
“Beg your pardon-” he said at the same time she stammered “I’m sorry!” and then they both blushed, looking down at the entwined digits.
“No, I mean, it’s just, you surprised me, is all,” Rose said. “I don’t mind. Feels, ah. Feels good.”
“Oh, well. Good, then,” John answered, lamely. A taxi passed by and they watched it go, the first uncomfortable silence between the descending in its wake. “Would you like to accompany me - ah,” he trailed off and Rose’s eyebrows went up a bit. “That is to say, it would be my pleasure to - no, no. That’s not what I mean. We, we could…share a cab, perhaps?” he tried, almost rolling his eyes at himself in his frustration. He sounded like nervous, blushing, adolescent virgin, not a successful, thirty-something doctor who had once been engaged, for Pete’s sake.