I am so sorry for what I am about to do… I am so dirty minded…
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The Doctor was bored. Bored out of his mind. Clara was taking a nap so really he had nothing to do. He walked around his infinite TARDIS, waiting for Clara to wake up. He walked past her bedroom. Surprisingly, the TARDIS let Clara have her bedroom. He also swore her heard laughing coming from Clara and the TARDIS! Maybe they got along….nah, they were probably making fun of him. The Doctor peeked into Clara's bedroom. My God, he thought. His eyes widened at what he saw
Clara's bedrooms lights were dimmed and she had candled lit all over the bedroom. Her bed was covered in white sheets with Clara buried in the middle, surprisingly fully clothed, though the clothes were tight, short and fluorescent. The Doctor walked into the room, eyes still wide. His mouth was slightly open and what he was thinking about. No! Doctor, don't think of that! He yelled at himself, but couldn't shake the thought out of his head. Clara smirked at his complete and utter stupid look on his face. She raised her eyebrows and The Doctor knew exactly what she was thinking.
The Doctor sighed in defeat "What the Hell, why not?" The Doctor smiled and shut the door behind him.
*repeatedly hits head into wall for eternity*
