Name: Fireworks Forever
Summary: the eleventh doctor and river confess their love while watching fireworks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who
They sat there looking up at the magic lighting the sky. It was like stars dancing to the music of the night. They were like two fish in an ocean of people standing mesmerized as the light lit the sky. They were like fireflies dancing in the sky. Stars being lit only for the pleasure of their audience. The crowd swelled with smiles and laughter with every crash. They were like chemistry, like the fireworks that light the sky so brilliantly. They were surrounded by a fire that only the two felt. The fire around them brightened as he smiled looking down at her and whispering those three words in her ear. She smiled at him and took in all he was, memorizing the moment, locking it away as hers forever before she responded with the same three words. They smiled as they stared into each other's eyes and lost themselves in the moment. He, in his fez and bow tie and her with her big frizzy hair, together they made the perfect pair. They knew that would come back to this moment both in their dreams and in their blue box of a home. For the moment they were just happy as she stood in his arms and watched as fire lit the sky and then fell back to earth. Spirals of glittering light rocketed into the blackness of the sky and then with a crash that resonated through all the bodies in the crowd it lit the sky with chemistry unknown to most before fluttering back down to the dirt floor of the Earth. Beautiful was the only word to describe it and even that did not cover the majestic grace and carefully constructed perfection. It was a clear night and the fireworks lit the sky with such perfection it made the crowd gasp every pop that lit the blackness above them. The couple began laughing in the most pure form of bliss as they stood together happily. It was a beautiful night for a perfect eight word conversation.
"I love you."
"I love you too sweetie."