Running never stops 2

Will you?

The Doctor laid in his bed staring at the ceiling happily with his hands behind his head. Five whole years traveling with Clara. That was amazing, forget that, she was amazing. She always is. He smiled and turned his head. Clara was curled up against the Doctor and sleeping contentedly. What dreams could she be having? Why were they sharing the Doctor's bed? No, they didn't do the dirty. The TARDIS had decided to take away Clara's bedroom about a year ago so she and the Doctor had to share. They were also in a relationship so it made sense.

He felt Clara shift against him before she spoke. "Morning." 

The Doctor laughed. They were on Clara time. "Morn. How'd you sleep?"

"Dreamily." Clara replied waggling her eyebrows. "You?"

"Wonderful."

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They strolled through the streets of modern day London hand in hand before stopping in front of a small coffee shop and going in. At the counter the Doctor ordered two coffee's and some biscuits before leading Clara to a booth. Once they were both sitting with their coffee the Doctor popped a question.

"Clara, would you like to go to a ball?"

She thought for a moment "Which ball?"

"Which ever you want."

"Yes."

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The place the ball was in was magnificent. A huge, glittering chandelier hung from the middle of the room with a large un-crowded dance floor. To  the sides there were tables with white cloths to rest at and a large buffet table at the end. People were chatting, swirling in dance, and looked miraculous while doing it. Clara smiled at the Doctor and he smiled back before leading her down the red carpeted stairs and onto the dance floor.

The music flowed smoothly as the Doctor spun himself and Clara in a calm waltz. Today the Doctor had changed his usual wear for a night black tux with a bowtie and Clara had a stunning grey-blue gown which flowed perfectly with her curves. The Doctor couldn't get over how beautiful his Clara looked tonight. An angel with the fire of a demon, just like him and the genius to match. Clara couldn't' stop staring at the Doctor handsomeness and how well they were suited for each-other.

They kept dancing for a few more minutes before the Doctor stopped them and went down on one knee. "Clara, will you be my wife?"

"Only if you'll be my husband" She replied mischievously but at his confused face she spoke again. "Of course I will Chinboy!"

He smiled brightly before standing and sliding a gold band onto her finger and kissing it lightly. "You're the most beautiful star in my galaxy." He said looking to her face. "And you won't ever burn out." 
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I really hope you guys like this one. Show it by commenting or voting! What do you think their wedding should be like as well. I need ideas, I can't come up with this on my own! Comment your idea or message me, either works and I'll listen enthusiastically.
 
I'm also sorry for how short this is...

-Andy