Woo here we go, chapter 8! I still don't own anything
"1920, here we go! People are nicer and the parties are bigger." The Doctor was jumping around the TARDIS console as usual.
"Do I look okay?" Rose walked out, hair in a complicated updo with a fancy, glittery dress on.
The usually quick to answer Doctor was lost for words at the sight of her.
"Alright, taking that as a compliment" Rose laughed, and dragged the Doctor by his hand out the TARDIS door.
"Well Doctor, apparently this body can dance too!" Rose was laughing. They were on the dance floor, with the music from the band playing loudly and the laughs and enjoyment of everyone around them putting everyone in a good mood. He had never done this before, dancing like this. He was becoming so domestic because of her, and he didn't even mind. For the first time in his life, he was more content to spend the night with one of his companions, doing something as, well, human, as dancing rather than being out in the stars, fighting among aliens who were out to get him, or saving the world. Over 900 years, and he was doing what he promised himself he would never do with a companion, let alone a human. He was falling in love. And, he realised, as he watched Rose dance away next to him, a huge grin on her face, he was okay with it. Not that he would ever admit it out loud. He can never let her know. Besides, she wouldn't love him back anyway.
"I love you." said Rose, facing the Doctor not a minuet later.
"W-what did you say?" he stammered.
" I said, I want food." Rose repeated, pointing at the buffet table with a puzzled expression.
"What do you think I said?"
"Nothing, nothing. You having fun?"
"I always do, what I'm with you." She grabbed his hand and kissed him on the cheek, and then walked off into the crowd of people.
I dunno about you guys, but I seriously can't wait till the 50th. I still can't believe Rose and ten are coming back, they're my favourite characters hahah. But seriously, this is going to be a loooooong 5 months