AN:/
Late again. -sigh-.
Sorry about that. Everything is getting hectic, and when I DO have time to write, I can't even make out a single scene correctly in my head.
I was asked a lot of questions in the reviews, and I hope that my answers were thorough enough! It was supposed to be vague last chapter, because I hate dumping a ton of information in a single chapter, and like to to let it flow. Give it time, everything will be set soon enough.
Expect some awkward, funny, fluffiness? It gets a little... Ahem. -Is a blushing mess- Yeah. ;3 Not too bad, but. -collapses-
This is just something I whipped up for the time being, it's nothing too serious.
Last Chapter:
Slowly recalling her time spent in Zootopia, Suzanne can't look Nick in the eye.
It's not helping how much he's teasing her. She finds herself being a part of the ZPD- And wonders how. Not being the most physically active, she just grins and bares with the responsibilities of being a Police Officer, partner and best friend to Judy Hopps, also partner and "boyfriend" to Nick Wilde.
This was going to be an interesting day... Being, well, herself.
As interesting as it gets while working on paperwork.
Slamming my head repeatedly on the desk, I narrowed my eyes at the stack of paper in my field of vision.
I had always thought it would be easy to just read it, judge it, sign it or not. Maybe a bit boring, but not that bad of a side job.
Wrong. Very wrong. It's tedious, and every time you look at the clock, you're filled with irritation for it not being quitting time, and relieved because you have to get it done, else you'll be shot down.
Metaphorically, of course. With Chief Bogo, I'm still wondering how he hasn't gotten arrested just for being to well-built. He is a Water Buffalo, though.
"Uugh...- This feels like torture." I grumbled, as the door in front of me opened, and sliding my paws from my face, I stare at the bunny not 8 feet away. She smiled and closed the door. "You finished your paperwork, yet Officer Daniels?"
At that, I rolled by eyes and slammed my head against the table once more. I heard a chuckle. "I'll take that as a no."
Upon hearing the soft sound of her footsteps, my ears twitched. I felt the large chair I was sitting in squeak as she grabbed the edge, and turned it, making me sit up so I won't be pulled off. "Officer Daniels, once you finish your work, you alter the rest of your schedule, and continue in room 357." She said, and wiggled her eyebrows.
I gave her a confused look. She crossed her arms, jutting out her hip in mild anger. Uh oh.
"Don't you dare tell me you forgot."
"Forget what?"I sheepishly ask. She groans, and grips at the air. "Suzanne!" I shrink back, smiling nervously.
"Seriously? How can you be so oblivious?" She mumbled, and I barely caught a few words. "...-What?" Instead of repeating what she said, she just yanked me out of my chair, and I stumbled, catching myself on a plant pot. "Just go on, I'll finish your paperwork." She said, and I slumped my shoulders, and dragged my feet to the door.
"Alright then..." I opened the door, and walked out, but before I closed it, I turned back to sneak my head inside.
"What room number again?"
Judy groaned, slamming her head on the table this time. Talk about low patience.
"357... 357... Room.. Three... Fifty... Seven.. Aha!- Wait, no.. That's 327...-" I whispered to myself, looking to the map in my hands, and to the plates glued to the walls right beside the doors. "...Where.. Where is it?..-" I mumbled, and walked a little faster, trying to find this office as quickly as possible. What if they were an old veteran officer? Someone strict, and impatient?
Like Judy.
I shivered involuntarily at that, as if I had personally experienced her wrath. I shook my head, and turned the corner, and before I knew it, had rammed right into someone else. "Oof-!" I let out a grunt, as I fell to the cold, hard floor. I rolled my shoulders in an attempt at releasing some of the pain, but I only managed to ease the aching a bit before I was staring right into the eyes of the one person I didn't want to see.
"Oh, hey Nick. What's up?" I try to act casual, and he shrugs, usual smirk in place. He picked up his shades that had fallen to the ground when I rammed into him, and folded them back into his shirt.
"I see you got your ordered uniform." He comments, looking me up at down, before resting his gaze with my own. "Ah, w-well, yeah. I did. It fits really well, and I like it. Reminds me of Judy's, tights and all." I chuckled, picking at the 'like-skin' outfit.
It was literally a spandex suit, with a vest that was too snug, but was to protect me. I had finger-less gloves, that also showed my knuckles. My belt wasn't loose, and was pulled just right, and had all the essentials.
Basically it was exactly Judy's uniform, expect fitted for a fox. Me.
"I can see that." His smirk grew at my ears which were slowly lowering the longer I spent around him. "Of course you can, Wilde."
Oh, how he loved it when she said his last name, in such an irritated tone. He shrugged. Turning to look around the floor, I find the map, and pick it up, scanning it again for the right room. Shaking it of any dirt, I glance up to see Nick had moved to stand beside me, staring down at the piece of informative paper I held in my paws.
When I looked up to meet his eyes, he rose a brow, I immediately looked back down, away from his eyes.
"So, Peaches... Which room are you trying to find?" He said in a low voice, as if he was telling a secret. I scooted away, finding him pressed too close in such a wide hallway. Only for him to raise an arm, around my shoulders, to point at a room near the far right of the map, pulling me closer to do so.
I blinked, the heat rising in my face had made my eyes glaze over at the sudden warmth emitting from the fox's body beside me. "357, right? I'll walk you there, if you want." His voice, right in my ear, made my heart leap in my throat, as I felt my paws grow clammy.
I was never good at hiding my reactions to these types of interactions.
Feeling my head nod at his questions, he chuckled softly. I stiffened at the sudden grip on my paw, tugging me along the hallway we were in. "Well, come on, Peaches." He said, in his normal, sly voice. He knows something...
I shook my head, and felt my eyebrows narrow. As we passed by a couple open rooms, I sped up to match his pace, and when he said something about the room being a few doors down, I smirked.
I bumped him with my hip, and he glanced over with well-hidden curiosity. "Mm, what Peach?" He hummed, and I could see the number plate up ahead.
357
I pulled away from his grip, and sprinted to the door, sliding to a pause in front of it, I dashed inside as I grabbed the handle, ears flicking at the sounds of approaching footsteps, and slammed the door shut. Looking down, I locked it.
Smirking, I glance back up to see Nick. He looked shocked, but as he stared further into the room, past me, he shook his head, grin etched onto his face. He said something, and I couldn't hear him. I squinted at his muted chatting, before he pointed behind me.
Turning back, I walked over to the desk, and put my hands on my hips. I shook my head in confusion. "What is it? He was making that face again, so it has to be something."
That's when I noticed it. On every desk, up front, on a painted gold plate, is the one who occupies their time, in their office, in their room in the ZPD.
I picked it up, just as I heard a click, and a quiet creak.
Nick Wilde.
I gaped, unaware of the approaching dangers. Didn't he share an office with Judy? At first we all shared one, but they branched me off, because of "lack of work". I blinked. Another one? Another memory?
Before I could dig further into my locked away memories, I felt arms encircle my waist, and I slapped at them, but they remained.
"Oh, is this my office?" I heard Nick ask aloud, making me scowl. Did he have to mock? "It is.. I knew it, as soon as Judy told me you'd be working in here with me for the rest of the day." I slumped in defeat of escaping Nick without seriously injuring him, and sighed.
"Nick, just let go of me. I want to finish everything, so I won't have to stay over tonight." I whined, and he didn't move his arms away. "Seriously, Nick. Let go." I ordered, in a deadly tone.
He was quiet. "Whats wrong? Nick, hey, you okay?" I ask, managing to turn around to face him, now concerned.
Not being able to meet his eyes, they were directed towards the side of the room, away from me. "Uh... Nick?"I ask again, going to poke his cheek. "Hey, bro.." I started, then at his unchanging stare, I sighed. "Can you at least let go of me, then stare off into space?" I mutter, ruffling the fur on the top of his head.
I was trying to squirm out of his grip, until he suddenly tightened it, and I yelped, being lifted from the floor, to be set in the chair at his desk. "Wha-?.. Well,this works.." I comment, and look around for stuff to do.
"Isn't.. There supposed to be.. Some stuff we were...- " I felt a paw on the top of my head. I looked up, to see Nick staring me down. I blinked."Did I forget something again?" I ask, slamming my head on the desk, his paw moved away as I groaned in frustration.
"First Judy tells me to come over here to work, and now-" I paused, then looked over to Nick, heat rising to my face. "Did she?.."
"Plan this? Yes." Nick answered my oncoming question, and I hid my face with a folder. I scooted over as he sat down beside me, the chair had enough room for the two of us, so I wasn't squashed up to him.
Hey, how about I tease Nick? It's been so long since I've messed with that fox... My eyes widened, as I felt a surge of confidence sweep over me. How about we give, then take away?
I turn to Nick, and he takes the folder away from my face, and I crossed my arms at his smirking. "Now Officer Wilde, I wish to work with you, not ignore our duties." I started, as I leaned away from his look. "But..." I mumbled, reaching over to wrap my arms around his torso, nuzzling into his chest, as I moved to sit on my knees. "I guess I could give you a hug?" I said, tightening my hold on him.
Where I was, I could hear his heartbeat perfectly. He gulped at my movement, as I adjusted my sitting position so I could sit in his lap to hug him closer. He so has a crush on me. I grinned, as I listened to his already racing heart. "Niiick..?" I ask, moving so my chin was pressed against his chest, looking up at him with innocent, curious eyes. "Isn't a hug all you wanted?" I ask, in an adorable soft voice.
At that, he went rigid. He slowly set his paws at his side, rather than on my waist. He looked away, but I let go to grab the sides of his face, making him look down at me, as I raised myself up onto my knees, a little bit higher than him, as I gently brushed my nose against his.
At that, he tried to move as far up as he could to more than likely kiss me, but I pushed him back into the chair, and he landed with a huff, and a surprised look. I crawled so that I was caging him in, and his wide eyes switched to sly and smug quicker than I had blinked. "Never pegged you as the dominant type." He muttered, making my ears lower at exactly what he was talking about.
"Nick." I said, narrowing my eyes, before he sat up, leaning down, as I moved back. "Trying to over power me, Peach?" I gulped. No! Don't let him get to you! Make him feel flustered for once in his damn life!
I narrowed my eyes, before his smirk dropped at my serious face, his ears flat against his skull. He had turned white, and was soon to turn red.
"Really? I was? Didn't even notice, that I took.." Grabbing his collar, I turned then pushed him onto the desk, before hovering over him. He looked shocked, and even more so, when I placed a paw to his stomach. "Your place.." I ended, smirking.
I slowly walked my fingers up his chest. He flailed, staring at my paw, then to my eyes.
He had that look when Judy hustled him. Except this time, he didn't seem too anxious. If anything, I'd say it was expectant. Almost wanting.
Inside my head, I felt confusion. On the outside, I was sly, smug, and quick in my movements. Why does he look like that? Doesn't he know I'm only teasing?
I crawled closer, so that I was straddling his hips, and rubbed my nose against his again, and this time, he still wasn't able to get what he wanted.
Pushing him back down, I trace my right paw up his neck, and he shivered. At the content face he made, I felt my ears twitch in sudden embarrassment. Why isn't he flustered?
Leaning down closer, I hesitantly press my lips against his. He immediately went to wrap his arms around my waist, but I pinned his wrists with one paw. I wanted to chuckle at the fact of our positions switched. Normally it's the guy teasing the girl.
He didn't seem to mind the fact that I limited his movements. I raised a brow. Alright then. Okay, need to complete this mission...
I slowly dragged my paw down his neck again, making his previous shiver turn into a soft groan. What?! He just shivered last time! What changed? My mind was freaking out as I continued my task. Button after button, I finally reached the end of his shirt.
I want his shirt!
He was wearing his normal green Hawaiian shirt today. It was a dare from a fellow Officer. I really wanted to wear his shirt, so.. I couldn't just go to wherever the heck he lived and take it.
I did this instead.
Nick really didn't seem to mind.
I quickly sit up, and hop off him, I moved to sit in his chair. When he suddenly sprung up, he looked around as if wondering it was real, and I ducked under the desk. "What?.. Just a..-.. Oh, great.. Peach!" I heard him, as I grinned evilly.
"Peach!" I heard again, as I see his feet dangle, until he slid off, and into the chair in front of me. I hoped I wasn't able to be seen, as I quickly took off my vest, and pulled on his shirt, buttoning it up. I sniffed it subconsciously, and hummed in thought.
Smells like the city, but also blueberries. Seriously? I stifle a giggle, as he calls out my nickname again. "Peach! Where the heck are you? I know you're in here.." He then turned the chair to the side, so I crawled out from my hiding spot, and stood behind the chair, as he moved it back.
"Give me back my shirt, Peach."
I shook my head 'no' at that, and I looked under the chair to see him peering under, staring into the blackness of where I was not seconds ago. He sat up straight, and sighed.
Shrugging, I knew I had to come out some time.
So I did, and raced out from behind the chair, Nick spotting me as soon as I sped out from behind his chair. "Ahaha!" I laughed out loud triumphantly. I stood in front of his desk, and stared at him, smiling like I just won the lottery.
He only stared back, wide eyed. "Haha! Hiya!" I twirled around, and stuck my tongue out. "I got your shirt~" I said in a sing-song voice. He didn't even blink.
He raised a paw, and pointed at me. "You're wearing my shirt." Is all he said.
I deadpan, and stand away from the desk, crossing my arms. "No, it's mine. I just haven't expression my inner wilde yet." I said, placing a paw to my heart, dramatically fluttering my eyelashes into the light above me. I smirked back down over at him, then yelped, pulling my arms closer to me.
Nick had moved from his chair, to in front of me. "GAH! Nick, jeez! When could you teleport?"
He was silent, and I slumped my shoulders, gaining a defeated look. "You're... You're wearing my shirt." He stated, again. "Yes! Yes! I am, wearing," I pinched the cloth, and flicked it out, ruffling it. "Your shirt."
He smirked, and chuckled, before undoing his tie, then wrapped it around my neck, pulling me up close and personal. I gulped as I stared into his green eyes, his smirk growing. "Well, if you're going to wear the shirt, wear the tie too, at least." He finished making the oddly colored tie look presentable, and I shrugged, noticing how big the shirt was on me.
"Hm.. Think I'll grow into it?" I ask, and he rolled his eyes, and wrapped an arm around my neck, pulling me in again for a peck on the head.
My ears lowered, and tried to ignore the fact that he was shirtless. I gasped, and moved away from him, and stared at him.
His eyes were widened slightly at my sudden outburst, and I looked over his fur, tracing the familiar fox pattern with my paw, ruffling it. I giggled.
So soft!
"What are you doing, Peaches?"
"I've never seen a Nick without his shirt, so cut me some slack." Totally a lie. It's called fanart.
"Never? Why didn't you tell me? I think I could change that."
"Once is enough fr a lifetime, Wilde."
AN:/ This isn't even anything more than a scene. :3 Not a filler either. So...Just some fluffles! XD
This legit almost killed me.
Hope you enjoyed this! I know it was nothing too serious... Just some fluff.. ish. Oneshot?