A prompt from Sgt Numnum who wanted to see the Doctor walking in on something embarrassing. For this one, I've chosen to write about the Tenth Doctor and Donna.
For the most part, the Doctor enjoyed travelling with Donna. It was so refreshing travelling with someone who treated him like a friend rather than a crush. However, the one thing that really annoyed him was the fact that Donna took so long to get ready in the morning. She took ages, at least three hours which was way more than his other companions had spent. It was ridiculous. One morning, the Doctor had managed to get himself washed and dressed, drink five cups of tea, eat three bananas, reorganise the Shakespeare section of the library, complete a crossword and read the first chapter of an Agatha Christie novel all before Donna even made an appearance. He often thought of asking Donna why she took so long but guessed that it would just lead to him getting a slap or at least a telling off from his companion.
So, he tried to be patient as he waited for Donna. Eventually, though, he reached the end of his tether. The Doctor had found a once in a lifetime opportunity to see the perfect alignment of all planets in the Milky Way and there was only a five hour window to see it. He couldn't go back in time in the Tardis to see it because the temporal energy would disrupt the alignment. Groaning slightly, he made his way towards Donna's room in order to make her get a move on.
As he reached the corridor leading to her room, he could hear music. His acute Timelord senses had worked out that a song was playing quite loudly on the stereo and a female voice, which was clearly Donna's, was singing over the top of the music. He paused outside her door as he listened to the singing. She was actually a pretty good singer and the Doctor edged closer to hear more. The song changed just as he reached Donna's door, which he had just noticed was slightly open. He couldn't help it; he had to peek inside.
Donna was wearing a white towel, and nothing else by the look of it, as she danced around her room to Tom Jones' Sex Bomb. Every time she sang 'sex bomb', she opened her towel to reveal a tantalising glimpse of her nude body. The Doctor blushed furiously. He knew he should probably leave but was slightly worried she'd notice him as he left which would make the situation even more embarrassing than it already was. Donna seemed to be oblivious to her surroundings, and to the gormless looking Doctor standing in her doorway, but she was certainly enjoying putting on a show.
A part of the Doctor wondered if the show was for his benefit seeing as the door was open. Did she want to get caught? Was she an exhibitionist? Did flashing turn her on? He shook his head to clear those thoughts. Right from the start, they had agreed that they would be 'just mates.' It would come to no good if they acted on these scenarios that were now running around his head. As he watched Donna, he realised that her dancing was not provoking the expected reaction in him; his trousers remained a comfortable fit. He breathed a sigh of relief. How could he be thinking of Donna like that? She was his best friend. Still, it was rather entertaining to watch and he couldn't wait to tease her about it, even if it did earn him a slap.
Who cares about the planetary alignment now when you've just witnessed something like that? He thought as he left Donna to her performance.
