Prompt : Lights.

Eleven x Rose

The Doctor hung the last lights, proud of him. He was eager to turn it on, he was sure the effect would be magical. He was crazy, he thought, he should never have traveled to Rose's past, it was far too dangerous. But when it came to Rose, he was ready to do any act of folly. Even pretending to be Professor John Smith and giving her private tutoring.

Christmas holidays would soon begin and the Doctor wanted to surprise Rose. He decorated the classroom they used with lights. He may have done too much, but it does not matter. The important thing was the time he spent with Rose. Especially that the time they spent together was short. Soon he would leave and he would never see her again. He had to let the time pass the way it should be, otherwise every moment he had lived with Rose would disappear and it was out of the question.

The Doctor heard a knock on the door and he looked at his watch. He smiled, Rose was on time. He adjusted his bow tie and opened the door. Rose was there. The Doctor thought that in just two years she would meet his former regeneration.

'Close your eyes,' he said.

Rose looked at him both astonished and amused.

'For math lessons ? Do I have to expect the worst ?

'I have a surprise for you, but you have to close your eyes. Do you trust me ?'

'Of course I do.'

Since she met him, Rose trusted him. She closed her eyes and the Doctor guided her to the middle of the room. He pointed his sonic to the lights to turn it up. Rose frowned, wondering what that noise could be.

'Open your eyes.'

Rose complied and was amazed by all the lights. It was magical. The Doctor could not look away from Rose. He wanted to memorize the slightest movement, the smallest expression of her face. No matter how much time passed, the face he could have, Rose will always be in his heart. He knew that their separation was inevitable, but he wanted to enjoy the moments he spent with her and keep them in memory forever. If only he could stop the time and stay with her. He came up to Rose, stopping himself from holding her hand as he had done hundreds of times, and enjoyed the magic in the room.