Hi again! As some of you might know, I'm planning on publishing a series of oneshots based on prompts given by you, the readers. This is the first installment of the story. Feel free to give me your ideas, so I can try and make this summer hiatus lighter for everyone reading. So, with no further ado...

What if... Schmidt hadn't interrupted Nick and Jess that early at the end of "Parking Spot"?

"It was me, Jess. I couldn't help it."

"You dropped your fish sticks." Nick stated, looking down at the floor and then lifting his eyes back to her face.

"Shut up, Nick", Jess breathed. Just shut up.

His eyes transfixed on hers, he took a small step forward.

"Listen, Jess", Nick sighed, his hand pinching his nose as he broke their eye contact. I really don't want to do this now. "I don't..."

"You couldn't help it?", she whispered, interrupting him. Feeling her eyes burning on him, he dropped his arm to his side and stared at her, trying to decipher her expression. Seeing nothing but honest confusion, he knew he owed her an answer.

Without tearing his eyes away from hers, Nick nodded his head slowly, almost afraid to say anything. What kind of answer is that?, he thought. But before he had a chance to open his mouth and explain himself any further, something flashed across her face. Something that he couldn't quite identify, but was somehow certain he had never seen on her face before. Is that...?

Not thinking it twice, he leaned forward and pressed his lips firmly against hers, his arms reaching for her hips and yanking her to him. Hoping that she would understand why he'd said those words, and why he'd kissed her in the first place just a few weeks back.

Feeling her surprise, Nick thought he had felt her starting to pull back, when her arms suddenly went around his neck. His heart skipped a beat when he heard her sighing, her body molding against him. Jess dropped her right hand to his shirt and fisted it, running her other hand through his hair. Opening her mouth to him, she moaned softly at his ministrations. Nick's hands worked on their own, roaming over her back and tangling in her soft hair. He moaned, reluctantly breaking the kiss. "I was always better at showing than telling", he whispered, and she smiled lightly.

Resting their foreheads together, Jess closed her eyes. "I'm still confused, Nick", she said. "I mean,..."

"I know, Jess. I'm confused too. I just... I've never had this with anyone else, you see? What you and I have, it's different from any other thing, just like you said. And I can't lose that."

"Why would you lose it?", Jess asked, lifting her head so she could look at him.

"Because that's the way it always works with me. Whenever I get too close... I end up messing things up, Jess. I don't know why, or how. I only know that's the outcome I always get. And I don't... I can't have it happening with you", he sighed, slowly dropping his arms from her hips.

"And why is that?", Jess pressed lightly.

Tilting his head to the side, he stared at her. "Because you mean a lot to me, Jess. I like you, remember?", he chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"I like you too", Jess smiled. "But I really need to know how you feel, Nick. Ever since that kiss, I've been wondering. What do you want from me?". Jess knew she was playing with fire, because Nick had never liked nor known how to express himself. But she had to give it a try. However, she was not expecting what came out of his mouth.

"Everything you're willing to give me", he paused. It's now or never, so might as well tell her everything now. "I want everything, Jess. I can't go on pretending we're just friends, I don't want to."

A moment passed while Jess tried to process what he'd just said. "You want...a relationship with me?", she asked, feeling the need to hear his reply.

"Yeah", he nodded his head. Unsure of what was going through her head, he quickly added. "But if that's not what you want, then..."

"I do", Jess interrupted for the second time.

"Really?", Nick grinned as his face lit up. "You do?"

Smiling, Jess nodded her head. "Yes. We gotta figure this out, Miller."

The pressure on his chest starting to ease, Nick's arms went around her body again, and he kissed her forehead lightly.

"So...just so we're clear...we're together now?"

"I...guess so. You, me, together", Jess sang lightly, and smiled when she saw him shaking his head. Pressing her lips to his, Jess felt the burden that she'd been carrying on her shoulders starting to ease. Nibbling on his lower lip, she couldn't help but chuckle at how surreal it all seemed now.

"What?", Nick asked. "What's so funny?"

"This. It should be awkward, you know? You and me, getting together? But it feels natural."

Smiling, he nodded his head. "It's weird that this doesn't feel weird", he smiled. "You know...Winston and Schmidt...they knew I had a thing for you. Especially Winston. He was the one who started the whole 'emotional fluffer' thing."

"Oh, really?", Jess smiled. "So this goes back in time, huh? It's not something new?", she asked, although she already knew the answer.

"You know it's not. At least not for me", he teased.

"Hey! Not new for me either!", Jess said, pretending to be offended.

"Oh, come on. It was my freaking awesome kiss that made you look at me in a totally different way. It was an eye-opener", he said, smiling cockingly.

"No, it wasn't. I had thought about...us. Before that. It just... It was more of a fantasy than anything else."

"Yeah, I remember something like 'I can barely stand you', 'You drive me nuts'...", Nick teased her again.

"Well, I remember you saying you didn't want...the rewards. You sure you want to follow that path?"

"Hell, no", he answered, and she chuckled.

"Nick", she said, her face serious. "When you kissed me that night...were you hoping...you know?"

"That you would dump Sam and then get together with me? Honestly, no", he said, his mind going back to their very first kiss. "I acted on impulse. I couldn't help it", he repeated, and smiled when he saw her smirk.

"Well, just for the record...It was indeed a great kiss, Nick. You were right."

"I know", he grinned, and she punched his shoulder ligthly.

"Come on, let me take you out to dinner."

"You mean like a date?", Jess said, her eyes bright.

"Yeah. Let's get going, before Schmidt comes back and sees the mess on the floor. If we're lucky, he'll clean it up." Chuckling, they grabbed their coats and headed for the frontdoor together, when it suddenly opened to reveal Schmidt. Eyeing them up and down, he buffed.

"What are you two doing?"

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