Disclaimer: Doctor Who isn't mine. If it was things would be quite different. The BBC owns all and I bow before them.
Written for timepetalsprompts on tumblr and their weekly drabble prompt: friendship.
Many thanks to goingtothetardis for her quick help.
"Please, Doctor? Don't want this dress to go to waste."
Jack was amused as the Doctor watched Rose's tongue poke out between her teeth. The Time Lord could deny it, but he was as drawn to his female companion as she was to him.
Friendship, his well-toned arse. He'd watched these two for months, time to give them a push.
"I will if you won't, Doc."
The Doctor scowled at the name, but then smiled at Rose.
"She's my plus one. I'll do the honor."
So they danced a second time. Vertically (not horizontally, not yet) but it was something.