Nov 11, 2007 17:56
Series: Lord of the Dance
Characters: Nine/Rose/Jack
Rating: All ages
A/N: Four more drabbles, this time from Rose's POV.
Pure Joy
She had almost given up hope and resigned herself to the fact that he only saw her as a friend. But this, this is new and it’s wonderful and terrifying at the same time. He dips her low then pulls her back to him; the look on his face is pure joy with a hint of something deeper.
He offers her hand to Jack out of courtesy, but she shakes her head and Jack steps back into the shadows. She tells him she wants his moves, no one else’s.
Tonight she belongs to him, even if he doesn’t realise it.
rose,
fic,
ninth doctor