within-last-heartbeats:
A laughed let out of her as the Doctor became excited at the idea of placing the star. Though, she stopped for a moment and rose a brow at the self slapping.
“Excuse you?” Clara’s voice dropped into an offended tone as her whole face was then replaced with disbelief. The free hand rested on her hip as a slight glare was given watching the old male correcting himself again to a better wording.
“… Well…” Gaining back that bright smile, knowing he meant well. “Sure. Come on.”
He bounced on his heels for several moments, then realised what he had just achieved. He thrust his palm out at her and took the star with an excited grin. “Ooh, this is the best part. I love the starry bit at the end. “
Practically bursting with excitement, he stood on tiptoes to work the star onto the top of the tree. He dropped the ornament once. caught it, and set it back in its place. “Meant to do that,” he said to himself, then he shot her a look to see if she was paying attention. That’s what always happened. They payed attention at all the wrong times. The Doctor grinned at Clara.