A/N: Italics is the music. Just so you know. :P
...I'm falling into the night...for...you! Rose laughed as the song ended, then shrieked with delight as the Doctor swung her around, her feet in the air, and set her down. Her hair was falling into her face and she was breathless with laughter. The brightest sun in the universe couldn't have outshone his grin.
The TARDIS trembled under them, laughing with her. The next song began to play. I'm still waiting...for my fairy tale...I'm still waiting...for my dream come true...I'm still waiting for my happily ever after, don't you know, I know the one I'm waiting for is you! She grabbed his hands and they twirled around each other in a full circle around the console as the music shifted to a faster pace.
They were both laughing now, as they spun and twirled, their hands clasped tightly. Come home, come home soon, oh, you've been gone so long... Rose couldn't remember very many times she had been happier. The ten best moments of her life had all been since she'd joined the Doctor, and this night outranked them all. She tried to make sure that everything was perfect, that she didn't misstep, but it was so hard to do.
Let go, let go now, oh, it's my favorite song... Rose heard the words, and something inside of her understood them. She forgot herself, focused not on being perfect but on the happiness inside of her. The music and the dance took hold of her, and she knew she wouldn't make a mistake, because nothing could be right or wrong now.
You know you are my fairy tale, my secret dream come true, love, oh... How often had she thought about being something more? She hadn't, not at all. She hadn't even once pictured herself as anything more than a department store worker. But now that she had so much better than that, she knew that in some part of her she'd wished for a life beyond that of the normal girl who grew up, lived, and died like every other London girl.
The music slowed down. She unconsciously did too, her steps matched perfectly with his. She looked up. He pulled her closer, much closer. She stopped laughing. There was a solemn kind of hope in his eyes, a more serious joy than laughter could communicate. She was drowning in that excited, dark gaze. They were so close that their noses were almost touching, and he stopped, uncertainty registering in his face.
She closed the distance, and closed her eyes, and they were kissing as the music died away. Her heart was racing, and his hearts were racing, and she couldn't breathe, and it was fantastic.
She pulled away as another song started, smiling up at him. Once again, she lost herself to the music. She could think of no place she would rather be than right there, dancing with her Doctor.