For those who want to dance...

The Tenth Doctor taught you to dance in the TARDIS. You approached him one day, rambling to him about your desperation as you had a school dance coming up and you had no clue as to what dancing was. He agreed to teach you, and picked you up before dawn, while you were in your pajamas, still in bed.

He leaned against his TARDIS, waited for you to get out of bed and led you into the TARDIS by hand, which was parked in your room. As the music started to play, he put his hands on your waist. The sudden contact made your heart flutter, but you ignored it, for he was only doing this to teach you. Besides, you had a date in school to dance with.

He was a brilliant dancer, and even though you tripped over him or stepped on his shoes multiple times, he brushed it off and encouraged you, reassuring you that you're doing it right.

You eventually picked up the skill, after having fallen several times. The both of you danced around the console with soft waltz music playing in the background, the TARDIS lights dimming to suit the atmosphere. As soon as it was time, he dropped you off at your school, skipping a few hours in between, but giving you just enough time to get ready. You were dressed to the nines, and he gave you a look, eyeing the school doors.

He watched as you ran up to him and gave him a hug before going. He beamed. You were ready for prom.

Time passes and he regenerates. You were in the newly decorated TARDIS, sitting below the console on the swing, reading a book. The Eleventh Doctor approached you one day, dressed smartly in a black suit. With his hand rubbing the back of his neck, he asked you to teach him to dance. You shot him a look of disbelief, seeing as it was him who taught you how to dance in the first place. He laughed sheepishly, claiming that his new body needed to learn again. You sighed, putting down your book and took him by the hand, leading him up the stairs. Placing your hands on his shoulder (to which he jerked away instantly, then realising it was part of the dance, and put your hand back there), you guided him as he took a step, and another, and another, before he tripped and fell over you. Laughing, you remembered how you used to be like this, and pulled him up. Because he was clumsy, he took a way longer time to learn, but he eventually remembered how to dance again, and the TARDIS dimmed the lights once more, with the same music playing. Once he had gotten the hang of it, he piloted the TARDIS to his desired location. He spread his arms open wide and embraced you in a hug once the TARDIS landed, whispering a 'thank you' in your ear. Straightening his bow tie, he confidently took a step out of the box. You beamed. He was ready for his date with River.

You didn't know, but he purposely forgot to dance because he wanted to relive the past with you again. Besides, he did a completely different dance from the one you taught him.