of tuxedos and dancing, Ten/Rose, PG
‘’You know we’re going to end up chasin’ aliens all over the grounds with you wearing that thing.’’, 699
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sapphire_child prompted me with 'tuxedo', and thus, this was born. I'm not totally happy with it, but I like it pretty well! Here's hoping it will amuse some of you :) Apologies for any weird grammar malfuntions, I
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They continued dancing until the later hours of the night, and after too much wine, a mostly sober Rose and an entirely pissed Doctor stumbled back to the Tardis. Before parting ways, Rose to her bedroom and the Doctor to, well, wherever he went when she was asleep, he pressed a quick, not quite chaste kiss to her lips.
Rose lay in bed long after the kiss, still brushing her fingers over her lips every once in a while, and smiling whenever she did.
All things should end this way. By which I mean both fabulously and with the Doctor and Rose a little bit pissed but mostly just high off each other after an evening of dancing close and looking gorgeous that leaves him basically incapable of not kissing her.
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