Doctor Who Imagines {DISCONTINUED}

Dance With Me (9th/Reader Fluff)

As I walked up, Doctor was getting onto a kid for spray painting on the TARDIS.

"Graffiti this again, an' I'll 'ave you," he said harshly as the poor kid scrubbed the words off the blue box.

"Oh, c'mon Doctor," I giggled. "Let him off this time."

"I am. That's good. Now don't do it again! Run on home." The kid hopped onto his bike and hurried off. Doctor threw his arm around my shoulders and chuckled as he guided me into the TARDIS.

"So, where to first, (Y/N)?" I looked at all the controls and thought for a second.

"Paris during the 1920's."

"Your wish is my command," he said with a grin. "Go down that hall. You'll find the proper clothes." I nodded and walked to where he pointed me.

The room I walked into was amazing! Clothes everywhere, all of them from different time periods. I went to the rack marked "1920s" and flicked through the dresses.

"Doctor, are you sure about these?" I called. I felt the TARDIS lurch and I braced myself on the wall.

"Yeah, I'm sure! Now hurry up, we're here!"

I grabbed a dress that didn't look too awful and stripped so I could put it on. Once it was on, I found the matching shoes and a handbag, fixed my hair so it would fit the time, and walked out.

The Doctor had his back to me, and from what I could tell, he was wearing a tuxedo. He turned around and saw me fidgeting. He grinned.

"You look fantastic. C'mon. Let's go. I think you'll enjoy this." He offered me his arm and I took it gratefully. These shoes were uncomfortable and I would probably trip on the skirt of this dress a lot.

He opened the door and we were in the back of a huge building. I could hear swing music playing, and the Eiffel tower wasn't too far from here.

"It's beautiful," I breathed as I looked into the city. The Doctor pulled me forward and led me to the front of the building where we were met with a stern looking guard.

With a flash of the psychic paper, we were in. It was a huge party, full of life, music and laughter. I was really nervous about there being so many people. I held tightly to Doctor's hand, and he rubbed circles over the back of mine with his thumb.

"It's alright. None of these people know who you are. They just know you're here, so you're probably important. Stay with me, and don't let anyone steal you away from me for a dance." He winked at me before pulling me out to the dancefloor and twirling me.

He spun me, stepped with me, and dipped me really far back. That is, for the faster song. When the music slowed, he held me closer and moved gently.

"(Y/N), there's something I've been meaning to tell you," he began. I shushed him and rested my head on his chest.

"Don't spoil this. It's perfect right now." I listened to the beating of his hearts and sighed contently. He always made me feel so at home. "I wish this moment didn't have to end."

He held me tighter and rested his chin on my head as we turned and swayed.

By the end of the party, I still wasn't tired. Doctor was acting strange, though.

"Go and get changed," he muttered. "I'll park us somewhere for the night an' we can relax." I agreed to that! I went back into that wardrobe room and pulled my regular clothes back on.

When I returned to the control room, Doctor was still in his tuxedo and he was putting the needle onto a record.

"You are a lovely dancer, (Y/N)." I blushed.

"Thank you. You dance really well yourself. It's a shame the party had to end."

"Our party is just beginning." He extended a hand to me as the slow music began again. "You said you didn't want that moment to end while we were dancing. Who says it has to?" I took his hand and he pulled me in close, resting one hand on my waist and lacing the fingers of his other hand with mine. I placed my free hand on his shoulder and followed his lead.

We turned and swayed slowly with the music. He twirled me and pulled me close again. I listened to the beating of his hearts and couldn't help but smile.

"I'm so glad you stole me," I whispered.

"Best decision I've ever made," he replied. Suddenly, the music changed and soon we were doing the Charleston and he was spinning me every which way!

He tried to dance on his own, but ended up tripping and falling against a chair. I laughed so hard!

His face was a bright red as he stood up.

" 's not funny," he muttered.

"Yes it is!" I giggled. "You said you could dance!"

"I do better with a partner," he admitted. He lunged forward and grabbed me hands before spinning me and throwing me into a deep dip. My head fell back all the way and then he picked me up slowly.

As he brought me up, I I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tight. I really didn't like being dipped, especially not that far back. Too many times dropped, I suppose. I don't like being carried, either.

"What's the matter, (Y/N)? You okay?"

"I'm fine," I said softly. "Just a little scared of being dropped is all." He wrapped his arms tighter around my waist.

"Sorry. I won't do it again." The music had stopped by now, and he was still holding me. "Hey. (Y/N)... " I looked at him. He had a cheeky grin on his face. "I know you met Captain Jack. But did he ever kiss you?" I shook my head.

"I didn't let him." The Doctor rested his forehead against mine.

"Good. If he did, I wouldn't get to do it." He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to mine.

His were soft and inviting, not like I thought they would be. I thought they would be chapped and hard because he never stops talking. He wasn't talking now.

I kissed him back and let my lips part, and he slowly slid his tongue into my mouth.

When he broke away, I leaned against him and put my ear to his chest. His hearts were beating faster now. I grinned and shut my eyes as he held me and the music started again.