#original child charaters
Summary:Single parents Rose Tyler and James McCrimmon come together to embark on a whirlwind, passionate romance that seems to be the happy ending each of them never thought they’d get. But when James’s past comes back to haunt them and threatens to tear away everything they’ve built together, they must find a way to weather the storm that will either break them or draw them ever-closer, all while answering the question of what it means to be a family.
Ten x Rose AU @doctorroseprompts
This chapter: ~7700 words, lightly explicit for a scene towards the middle
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His grandmother must have been waiting for his arrival, watching from the front window, because the moment James took a step into the warm house, he was pulled into a pair of small yet strong arms.
“James! Oh, it’s so wonderful to see you, darling.”
Grinning, he allowed himself to be folded into the embrace, despite his grandmother only coming up to his chest.
“You’re too thin. Are you eating enough?” she clucked, her usual greeting ever since he’d gone through puberty and stretched out before her eyes. Throughout his teenage years, she had made sure he had access to as much food as he wanted, never denying him a pre- or post-dinner snack, though it made no difference—his body struggled to put on and keep weight.
“Yes, Grandma,” he answered patiently.
“Hmph.” Evidently finished with him, she dropped her arms from his waist and instead cooed, “Where is my Alex?”
His child giggled, then a blur of black and burgundy launched itself forward. While his grandma hugged and kissed Alex, James flicked his eyes to Rose, not wanting her to be left out. She had a soft expression on her face that melted his bones. He sidled up to her and rested his palm on her lower back.
David stood beside her, but Matthew was hiding behind Rose’s legs, his fingers fisted into the fabric of her dress.
“Well don’t just stand there, introduce me,” his grandma said, still smothering Alex in hugs and kisses.
“Don’t you dare, wait for me!”
