#sooo cute i love how much emotion comes across in the body language

[bellewintersroe]

Hi, I know you probably get a ton of these and that you’re probably really busy, but I was wondering if I could get an Easy Company ship?

My pronouns are she/her. I’m 5’3, midsize/curvy girl with brown eyes and short, curly brown hair. My favorite fashion styles are alt, dark/grunge/chaotic/green academia, and cryptidcore.

I’m an INFP, HSP, and a Capricorn. Basically I’m really sensitive and empathetic. I love reading, writing, video games, animation, music, history, nature, and animals. I’m not a fan of conflict/fighting. I prefer to talk things out and find a more peaceful resolution. Another thing is that I’m an introvert and prefer more quiet and chill activities as opposed to loud and energetic ones. I need a fair amount of alone time in order to recharge.

A “hobby” of mine(if you can call it that) is over analyzing different characters, events, and worlds from different video games, movies, tv shows, books, etc. I also like hiking/nature walks, and self/skincare.

I would say my love language physical touch. I love to cuddle and I’m very affectionate. Like I said before I don’t like conflict or yelling, so an ideal partner would like to calmly communicate with me if we had any disagreements.

Anyway I hope this enough for you. Again I understand that you must be busy with all these requests so take your time. Love your work. Thank you.

Hey, thank you so much for your request!!! Thank you for your support and the amount of detail in this, it means a lot <3 <3

I ship you with… Wayne ‘Skinny’ Sisk!!

Such an underrated boy grrrrrr- this ship is based mainly of Sisk’s portrayal in Band of Brothers, as I know his portrayal and the real life Skinny come across fairly different!

I think the fact you mentioned how you’d rather talk issues out calmly than engage in conflict was a massive one for me. Skinny always speaks super calmly, he gives off a very peaceful aurora imo and hes soooooo cute omg.

first of all aesthetically the two of you would look so appealing, Skinny likes that you’re shorter than him, it makes him feel manly, so when he first meets you and you have to tilt your head up to face him he finds it soooo cute.

Literally wants to hold your chin and stare at you for a good 50 years because of how beautiful you are.

bathes you in love over your body, can’t get enough of every single curve and edge of your body- would probably worship you and call you ‘Angel’.

your love language being physical touch is PERFECT for skinny, it shows your interested almost immediately, and (with some alcohol involved maybe??) the two of you probably kiss the first night you meet.

always loves cradling or holding your face to admire you, would definitely make you both blush, and he’d giggle whenever you’d move in for a cuddle.

You being a Capricorn and Skinny being a Pisces is such a great match as well, your intuitive nature as well as being so compassionate and loyal- Skinny is such a great support for all your emotions.

I read as well that Pisces can offer great emotional security to Capricorn’s as well, I think he’d be such a gentle and tender lover.

if you need time to recharge by yourself Skinny would support this 10000% he’d probably go off and do his own thing for a little while and when the two of you reunite again, he gives off major golden retriever energy.

if something upsets you or you’re feeling particularly sensitive to something Skinny wants to protect you sooo bad- like he can’t stop you living but sometimes he worries over scenarios that could possibly harm you.

like you, I think Skinny would prefer more quiet and calm nights in / dates. He’d be a big fan of romance and would often take you out for meals, I think it would be so cute and chilled out, but he’d be sooooo seductive.

Gets horny at the most random time, let’s say you’re trying to talk to him about something you’re super interested in, he’d be pulling you onto his lap and kissing over your cheek and neck- he’d be shameless when he’s horny lmfao.

I feel like your energy’s would align so well, you’d both be sooo calm and comfortable around each other, Skinny deffo loves quality time with you, so even if you’re sat in bed reading separate books, he’d enjoy this.

If he’s had a hard day I don’t think he’d be such a big talker, but he’d crawl under the covers and rest his head on your stomach/ thighs.

if you do have any conflict they’re usually in moments of high stress, usually disagreements can easily be settled with the two of you talking, but I feel like Skinny would be a lot more chaotic than you.

with some time and space things will always go back to normal.

when he hurts his leg in Bastogne ONG it’s so scary, he worries so much about you and where you are. If you’re on the line and can’t head back into Bastogne town with him, he’s begging Frank to keep an eye on you, hating the concept of being without you out there.

as soon as he gets back he’s cupping your face, assessing you for damages, asking if you’re okay. He has such worried eyes that only soften when he see’s you smiling back up to him.

probably has a bunch of nicknames for you, sometimes they’re made up on the spot, other times they’re more common ones like ‘babe, baby, darling’ all that stuff.

gets sad when somebody flirts with you.

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I ship you platonically with… Gene Roe.

I feel like Gene would look out for you, platonically obviously, but he’s the type of friend that recognises your sensitivities or discomfort in a situation and subtly tries to support you.

I think he’d be quite playful, like you know when he finds Babe and he’s like ‘gotch’ya’ Omg honestly the cutest scene ever.

would poke you just to wind you up or lighten up situations.

loves talking to you about all kind of subjects, your interests, his interests- it doesn’t matter he loves a good chat.

sometimes if you’re upset and need a shoulder to cry on he’ll just sit there for as long as you need. You’d do the same for him.

walks together (scary, short ones in Bastogne).

gives you advice about Skinny and gives Skinny advice about you.

[mendesbadrepuation]

His Plus One // Shawn Mendes *Assistant Series* Part 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

A/n: my titles are getting worse and worse so apologies for that! thanks for all the love you guys keep giving to this series. I appreciate it more than you know! Much much love!

Warnings: mentions of some smut but not all the way...curse words...mentions of blood and a little angsty

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A few days later...

“Y/n I have a question for you.” Shawn pipes up the courage to say. We were sitting at a nice restaurant having a second official date. Everything was going so smoothly and every moment we just keep growing closer. 

I glance across the table and he seems nervous. My face scrunches up in confusion because he never really got nervous unless it’s something that could go wrong. 

“Shawn I have an answer for you.” I flash him a smile to assure him that it’s okay. He takes a deep breath and now he’s starting to make me nervous. I take a sip of my wine and gently set the glass down. 

“Well you know how we made that bet at the award show?” I nod my head and smile thinking about it. “I told you that if I won you’d have to come back to Canada with me for a family dinner. Well this dinner is more like a rehearsal wedding dinner and a wedding all together. I was wondering if you’d maybe want to seriously go with me as my date? My parents and sister really want to see you again. It would-“ 

“Shawn.” I cut him off before he starts rambling on. “I would be honored to.” Shawn’s face lifts up into this amazing smile and it made me smile even brighter. 

“Thank you baby girl! It means the world to me that you’d do this.” 

“I’d do anything for you.” I reply. Our waiter comes back with our food and we couldn’t wipe the smiles off our faces. Our relationship was growing and we were so happy to be together. 

A two weeks later...the wedding rehearsal dinner... 

I was circling around Shawn’s old room looking for my heels in a panic. Where could they be? I set them out when I was getting prepared for the night. I’m never this disorganized and always the one who is prepared for anything. 

“Y/n!” Shawn shouts from the bottom of the stairs. 

“Shawn I’m coming I promise! I just can’t find my heels!” I shout back and lift up some clothes. Shawn threw around some of his clothes everywhere and it was a mess. No wonder I couldn’t find anything. 

“Y/n/n.” Shawn appears at the door and in his hands were my heels. My shoulders drop from sudden relief. “You told me to hold them until we got to the rehearsal.” Shawn was calm and he had his very sweet smile on his face. 

“Thank you.” I reach up and give Shawn a kiss.  His hands go to my back to push me against him. This deepens the kiss which causes me to smile into our kiss. 

“God you’re so cute.” Shawn says then reaches down slowly grabbing my ass. I blush so hard I could feel the heat on my cheeks. 

“Let’s go or your mom is going to kill us for being late!” I take his hand and drag him out of the room, through the house, and outside to his car. Shawn opens the door to the Jeep for me and then walks over to the drivers side.  

The rehearsal was being held in a little area outside in this fancy courtyard. It was a beautiful evening and this was a beautiful town. The wedding was about 45 minutes outside of town in the countryside. Or so I’ve been told. But I’d found out tomorrow and I’ve seen some pictures. 

My mind wonders away from the wedding because then I think about meeting Shawn’s family. I was comfortable with his parents and Aliyah because they had already met me in the first month of my assisting. 

“Shawn please try not to leave me alone for very long with people I don’t know.” I look over at him and he switches his hand positions on the steering wheel. One goes to my thigh which causes butterflies to erupt in my stomach. 

“Don’t worry. You’ll never leave my side. Especially in that dress.” Another blush creeps up on my face and I just smile. The effects he has on me is crazy. 

It’s getting close to a month now that we have agreed to go out. Not only have I just fell head over heels but I honestly feel like I have found another best friend. He’s equally as goofy as I am and we just embrace it with each other. 

Once we arrive Shawn takes forever to find a parking spot. There was a lot of people suppose to be at this wedding. At least 200 guests were expected and possible more. That just made me a little more nervous. However tonight was a smaller crowd since it was more for the family and people apart of the wedding. 

“We’re going to be sooo late!” I say as Shawn takes my hand in his.  

“Y/n. The dinner started at 6:30. It’s 6:35.” Shawn replies as he checks his watch. 

“I’m a very organized person! If I’m even a minute late to anything then it makes my whole schedule just POP.” I exaggerate the pop and Shawn laughs at me. He starts swinging our arms as we enter the gates. 

“If anything is popping, It is for sure you in that pink dress. Reminds me of bubble gum.” Shawn bites the air and his teeth clack together. My eyes shut as a laugh escapes my body. 

I look ahead and see a whole crowd of people in different areas. My heels clicked against the concrete and I slow my pace down. Shawn notices and holds on tighter to my hand. 

“Don’t worry. You won’t have to meet all of these people.” Shawn assures me and just as he says that people walk up to the both of us. 

“Hello Shawn!” A older lady greets him and her husband does the same. “Who is this beautiful young lady?” She reaches her hand out and I do the same giving her a shake. 

“This is Y/n. My girlfriend.” Shawn wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side. I never heard me being introduced as his girlfriend and not his assistant. It was such a strange feeling but I loved it. 

“Hi!” I greet with a warm smile. 

Soon Shawn and I made our way around the area greeting everyone. It was very sweet to see all the new faces and the way Shawn showed me off was just amazing. The guys I’ve dated before never really cared enough to put me out like that. It made me feel wanted for the first time. And who would have thought it would be Shawn? 

Eventually we find our seats at a table with his parents and sister. Aaliyah sat next to me and Shawn on the other side. I was talking to Aaliyah and we were cutting up laughing with each other. 

“Shawn take a picture of me and Y/n together!” Aaliyah hands him her phone and we stand up to take a few. We took at least one normal picture but then we had so many funny ones. 

Someone comes from behind and bumps into me almost knocking me over. I was never the one to say something when I was a rudely pushed. But apparently neither was this person. 

“Shawn is that you!” I stand up and Aliyah comes over to me to make sure I’m alright. I watch this beautiful, 5’4, skinny, fucking  model walks up to my boyfriend. 

“Oh boy.” Aaliyah mumbles under her breath and I see her roll her eyes. Aaliyah’s reaction gave me a faint clue as to who this girl was. Apparently not well liked. 

I lean over to whisper in Aaliyah’s ear. “Who the and excuse my language who the fuck is that?” Aaliyah’s face lifts up into a smile at my choice of words. I loved Aaliyah like my own little sister and she has done nothing but treat me as part of the family. Both her and Shawn’s parents have. Even before I was Shawn’s girlfriend they loved me and everything that I do for Shawn. 

“That is Shawn’s ex from wayyyyyy back. She treated him like absolute trash and we all hated her. But Shawn thought he was in love cause he was 16 ya know. He wouldn’t listen to anyone. He sure got the picture when she cheated on him.” Aaliyah explains to me. I watch her strut her stuff up to Shawn and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. 

Her arms wrap around him and he returns the hug so easily. I felt my body tense up as I watch this interaction. Shawn replies to her and they actually get engaged in a conversation. Was I actually mad at this? 

“Don’t worry he’ll snap back to earth here in a second.” Aaliyah notices my reactions. Shawn glances over and sees Aaliyah and I staring. Both of us had our arms crossed as we watched the scene in front of us. 

“Y/n! This is Katie. Katie this is Y/n my assistant.” My heart stopped beating at those words.(I mean no disrespect towards the name Katie!!) All night he was proud of me and showed me off. My mouth opens slightly and Aaliyah looks back at me then Shawn. Shawn doesn’t even realize what he said and he looks at me smiling. 

So when this fucking model walks in I’m just nothing but his lousy assistant again. That’s fine with me. I’ll be his fucking assistant like I thought I would. I knew this would happen. I was literally having an all out battle with my emotions inside my head. 

“Hi I’m Shawn’s assistant.” I greet happily like nothing ever phases me. Shawn looks at me confused and I just keep my award winning smile on. 

“Oh so can you like go get us some drinks from the bar? Thanks.” She asks me in the most annoying voice. My body starts to shake from anger and I’ve never been this mad around Shawn before. I have always been so understanding because it’s in my job description. No one has ever treated me like a fucking server before. 

“I’m an assistant not a fucking waitress.” My voice came out low and very angry. 

“Oh see I thought an assistant was suppose to get things for you. Especially when that person asks nicely. Maybe you’re not very aware of that.” She replies and the wires in my brain just snap. 

“I’m very aware of my job description and what I do with it.” The words slipped out of my mouth before I had time. The anger inside of me getting far to ahead of me. 

“Y/n.” Shawn cuts in and he was looking at me with such a difference. It made my heart ache slightly. 

“Just forget it. It’s not even worth it.” I take my seat again and it gets quiet. Aaliyah takes a seat next to me and pats me on the leg. I look at her and she gives me this amazing smile that causes me to smile. Shawn takes a seat next to me again and places his hand on top of mine. I smoothly pull it back when I see Katie take a seat next to Shawn. 

I was silent as I ate my dinner. I mostly picked at it and the food was actually really good. But my stomach was hurting and I didn’t have the appetite. Shawn spent the whole dinner talking to Katie and catching up. I was still really mad that everything had happened the way it did. I was even more mad that Shawn didn’t even stand up for me. 

I listen in on their conversation and that’s when things got really serious. “I think you need to be looking for a new assistant. Especially one with less of a temper.” I watch Aaliyah stand up and the chair flies back. 

“I will not sit here and let this carry on. Shawn you do remember what this whore done to you right?” 

“Aliyah.” Her mom looks at her daughter with amazement. 

“Just wait mom.” She looks at her then back at Shawn. “I was there when she hurt you. I remember what she done and how in love you were with her. But she hurt you Shawn. She cheated on you with one of your own friends. The fact that you are still talking to her is amazing to me. I expected better from my big brother.” Aaliyah sits back down and the table was silent. She really just pulled the big brother card on him. 

“Wow it’s not just the assistant.” Katie mumbles under her breath. 

“WOAH.” Shawn and I both stand up now. Especially since Aaliyah was mentioned. 

“I would knock the hell out of you for disrespecting my girl Aaliyah like that. Quite frankly you’re not even worth it. I’ll be waiting by the car.” I turn on my heels a little too fast and crash into another person. I fall and I feel my head crash into stone and it was black. 

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“Y/n” I hear voices and a sudden sharp pain shoot through my head. I groaned in pain as I open my eyes. My immediate reaction was to try and get up but someone held on to my arms to stop me. 

“Y/n it’s alright. It’s Shawn. I’m right here.” When my eyes open I see Shawn hovering over me with great concern on his face. Half my body was propped up in Shawn’s lap and I see a few other people around me. I notice it’s his parents and a few other close family members. 

“What happened?” My head was pounding and something was stinging on my temple. 

“You turned around too fast and tripped then knocked your head on the stone edge of the fountain. You got a pretty gnarly cut on your temple.” His hand was stroking my face gently and the other was holding a towel on my cut. 

“I’m so sorry.” I sigh and the pain was so much I just wanted to cry. Not only did I cause a scene as a guest at someone else’s dinner but I did it around Shawn’s family. They must think I’m a lunatic. 

“Baby girl don’t be sorry. I know how clumsy you are.” Shawn replies. 

“No Shawn I’m sorry. Especially to your friends and family. I overreacted and I let my anger get the best of me.” Shawn lifts me up so now I’m in his lap and he’s holding me. I take the towel from his hands and I hold it on my head. 

“Y/n. You did nothing wrong. I was being an idiot right in front of you. I acted like such a jerk to you and you had every right to get mad. After what she said to Aaliyah I came to my senses and we asked Katie to leave.” 

“Thank you for standing up for me Y/n. It meant a lot to me.” Aaliyah joins in. 

“That was very nice of you dear. You’re a apart of this family now and you prove that everyday. Not only taking care of my son but you care about us almost as much as you do Shawn.” Karen adds which makes my heart swell with pride. 

“We could never be mad at you Y/n. You’ve done nothing but bring happiness and joy into this family. We are grateful for you. You handled that situation like any sane person would. You’re a strong woman.” Shawn’s dad says. I felt Shawn wrap his arms tightly around me. 

“You mean the world to me Y/n. They all knew it before I even did. You’re the greatest person inside and out. I’m so sorry for the way I treated you tonight. I let you down.” Shawn gently kisses my head where my injury wasn’t. 

“It’s okay. I forgive you.” We had a moment where we just stared into each other’s eyes. I could see all the love he had right there. 

“Let’s get her home so she can get cleaned up and get some rest before tomorrow. We’ve got a long day full of fun activities.” Karen says and with Shawn’s help I slowly stand up. 

“You guys go ahead of us. We will stop and get her some ice packs and medicine. We used the last bit of it the other day. You’re father can be quite clumsy too.” She winks at me and I smile. 

“Thank you Karen.” I let go of Shawn and go over to gently hug her. It was nice having a mother figure around considering I didn’t get to see mine all that much. She gladly returns the hug and I feel her rub my back. 

“Let’s get you home Miss Graceful.” Shawn says and I groan at the nickname. Something I was always called in my younger years. 

I walk out with Shawn and he holds me close. He helps me into the Jeep and gives me another kiss on the forehead. “I’m still so sorry baby. You know I love you.” 

“I do know. You wanna know how I know? Whenever I look into your eyes I can see that sparkle. I can see adoration that you have for me. You only look at me like that. And everyday you’re surround by so many strangers. Everyday you’re surrounded by beautiful models and famous celebrities. But whenever you look at me you  see only me.” I say deeply as I stare at him. My hands cup his jaw and I can see him just listening to my words. “And oh my gosh you just said you love me for the first time.” I try not to squeal with excitement at his new words.

“You’re so beautiful. You even have beautiful words.” He leans down to my lips and we share a passionate kiss. He was gentle but still added enough force that drove me crazy. “Let’s get you home baby girl.” He whispers against my lips and gives me another one. “And don't feel the need to say I love you back just because I said it. I mean I know how I feel for you and I probably new from the first time we met. I have just been thinking about it for so long and-”

“Shawn.” I cut him off and a slight little giggle escapes my mouth. “I love you too. And I truly mean that. I am utterly in love with you rockstar.” I tell him truthfully. Shawn’s cheeks blush at my confession and I could not replace that smile I saw on his face.

He kisses me one more time and closes my door, making his way over to the drivers side. It was silent as we drove the short few minutes back to Shawn’s place. His mom said she’d stop by and bring the stuff. We only spent the day at his family’s house and all my other stuff was at Shawn’s condo. 

When we arrive I managed to get out on my own and we walked up to his place. The doors open and I’m hit with this cozy smell that just brings me peace. It was smells that I always thought of home. It was those fall scents that every home would have during the holidays. I loved them. 

I walk to his bathroom and give myself a look over since I haven’t seen my injury yet. The cut managed to stop bleeding so now it was just really sore. I wince as I start to clean it up some. 

I hear the doors open and some voices. Light footsteps pad across the hardwood towards the bathroom door I was in. “Y/n baby. Here. Mom brought you the stuff.” Shawn hands me the bag and he notices the few tears brimming my eyes. He frowns which causes me to look the other way. 

As quickly as I can I clean up the cut so the pain would stop. But the rubbing alcohol is always a bitch. I bandaged myself up and prayed that it would heal fast for tomorrow. 

“Go get ready for bed. I’ll bring you an ice pack and medicine.” Shawn says and I reach up giving him a kiss on the cheek as I pass him. 

“Thanks babe.” I make my way into his room where all my bags are. I whip out my running shorts and an old college shirt. I strip out of my dress and let it fall to the ground. I can hear footsteps coming up to the room but I didn’t care. It was just Shawn and he never made me feel uncomfortable. We’ve already had some intimate moments, but not all the way yet. 

I slowly put my shorts on and then take my time putting my shirt on. It was hard and I couldn’t get it over my head with out hitting my spot. “Shawn can you help me?” I huff out. 

When his fingers came in contact with my bare waist my heart stops altogether. His hands slowly trail up and around taking his time. Half the shirt was over my face so I couldn’t see him but I knew what he was staring at. Especially since I didn’t have a bra on. 

“Enjoying the view.” I mumble through the shirt. 

“You have no idea.” He whispers. Suddenly I felt his hot breath against my skin. He places a kiss against my stomach and leaves a trail all around my waist. Then he comes up further this time his tongue glides across my skin. I felt my legs go weak and he takes ahold of my waist to steady me. He gently pulls the shirt all the way over my head with out hurting me. 

His lips go to my neck now and then up to my ear where he takes a nibble at my earlobe. Chills were multiplying down my body now and you could see all the goosebumps. 

“You’re so fucking sexy baby girl.” My fingers find there way through his curls and I tug him closer to my body. I was craving more of his touch. 

For Shawn to be such a dork he had some pretty skillful moves when it came to seduction. It really impressed me and he definitely keeps me on my toes. 

Shawn lifts me up and puts me back down on the bed. His lips trail everywhere on my skin and my head was really spinning now. I no longer felt pain. It’s like he was a healer just with his touch. 

“I couldn’t wait until I got you out of that dress.” He says so dark and it really turned me on even more. I pull his face back up to me to where his lips meet mine. I let my fingers make there way to his button up and I work my fingers through the buttons. One by one I loosen them and my hands go to his shoulders slowly. I take the material down off his shoulders and with his help he tosses it over to the side. 

We start to make out and our attraction to one another kept increasing. Our kissing got rougher and I felt my head start to pound from so much action in one moment. 

“Shawn.” I stop him even though it took everything in me. “I’m sorry it’s my head.” I felt the tears brim my eyes again in pain. 

He looks at me and kisses all around me again slowly. My body relaxes once again with his gentle touch. 

“Let’s get some sleep. My clumsy girlfriend needs it.” He hovers over me and plants a kiss on my lips. He hands me a bottle of water and the pills for the pain. “Here this shirt will be easier to get into.” Shawn helps me put on one of his shirts. I was happy to be wearing one of his shirts but I think Shawn was even more happy the way I looked in it. 

Shawn changes into a pair of shorts and crawls into bed with me. He grabs the ice pack and places it on my bruised head. I hold on to it as he pulls me into his arms. 

“I love you Y/n.” I hear Shawn’s heart beat quicken underneath me. My heart pounds in my chest. 

“Shawn I love you too.” I wrap my arms around him and snuggle close. He starts to trace weird patterns on my back and it puts me to sleep easily. 

“You’re my whole world.” I hear him whisper right before I fall asleep completely wrapped up in his arms. 

[5hfanfiction]

Head Over Heals For You

Ch. 2

She’s been back in LA for a day and a half and she hasn’t stopped moving. Ever since she touched down in LAX she’s been ushered to interviews, writing music, and recording. So, she’s running off 3 hours of sleep right now and can’t wait for the big, comfy bed that awaits her at home. Lauren’s playing around with the music while she’s scrolling back and forth through Instagram and twitter. She comes across a post from a few hours ago that Dinah posted of her little sister. She plays the video smiling at how cute the girl and Dinah’s relationship is.

            She met Dinah’s youngest sister, by accident, last month, when she was in New York for SZA’s album release party. She made her way to the younger woman’s apartment horny and a little tipsy, at 12am, lookin’ for “her friend” and left confused when instead of being met with Dinah’s lips and body pushing her back against the door, the door swung open revealing a wide-eyed child.  

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“Dinah! There’s a famous person at your door! I think she’s lost!” Normani has to cover her ears at the high-pitched yell. 

“Gina, what did I tell you about screaming, you little brat.” She hears a voice coming from down the hall. She’s still got her hands over her ears when the taller woman comes into view. 

“Mani? What’re you doing here?” She asks confused. Her eyes are slightly wide, matching the little girl. Normani looks back down at the little girl, who’s looking back up at her, wide eyed and mouth hung open like she’s just seen an angel or something. Her little hand is wrapped around the door handle, her opposite arm posted up against the wall. 

“Hi, I’m Regina Hansen. I’m your biggest fan.” Normani smiles at the younger version of Dinah but before she can say anything Dinah speaks.

“Gina, move out the way.” Dinah says pulling the small girl away from the entrance. Normani takes that as an invitation into the apartment, stepping in and off to the side. She subconsciously slips off her high heals, and leaves them by the door as she follows Dinah into the living room. 

“Did you show up at the wrong apartment?  Do you need directions?” The little Dinah asks struggling to look at her due to being hurled over Dinah’s tall shoulder.  

“Gina, shut up. She’s here for me.” Dinah laughs throwing the girl roughly down on the couch.

“Ouch, I’m telling mom." 

They’ve known each other for about a year now and Dinah’s never mentioned anything about having a sister. Normani just assumed the Polynesian was an only child living out here in New York City, alone. 

"No, you’re not.” The little girl huffs and rolls her eyes. 

“There’s no way that she came to see a loser like you, Dinah Jane. I gotta tell Mila this. Dinah, lemme use your phone.” Dinah’s sister says, jumping on the older siblings back. 

“No, be good or I’m taking you back to the hotel and you can sleep in a bed with Sethy, Mila, Mom, and Dad.” Normani watches as Dinah pushes the little girl back onto the couch a small smile forming on her face at the cute scene. 

“You ‘kay, Manz?” She didn’t notice the younger woman come up to her, but her soft hand is stroking her arm gently and Normani can’t help but look down at the goosebumps forming on her skin.

She smiles up at Dinah nodding her head in confirmation of her emotions. 

“I just wanted to see you while I was here." 

Dinah raises an eyebrow and smirks at the shorter woman suggestively. Her hand slides down to Normani’s waist.

"Oh? Did you?” Normani rolls her eyes, pushing her hands away. 

“Stop, your sisters here.” She giggles.

“Yeah, Dinah. Stop, your sisters here."  A cute, taunting voice chimes in from the couch.

"Shut up, brat.” The little girl sticks her tongue out causing Dinah to assault her with violent tickles, sending Regina into a fit of giggles and squeals.

“We’re watching The Lion King if you wanna watch with us.” Dinah says as she gets up to turn off the lights. A square pillow flies across the room at the older girl bouncing off the back of her head. Normani can’t help but laugh at the look on Dinah’s face when she turns around to look at her guilty sister.

“Don’t encourage her.” Dinah points at her.

“What? She’s cute.” She throws her hands up in defense.

“No, I’m cute.” She growls pressing play on the TV. Normani’s caught by surprise when Dinah snuggles up next to her on the couch and pulls her onto her lap. It’s not their first time cuddling and normally Normani is not usually nervous about this kind of affection, but it’s their first time cuddling in front of people. And with Dinah’s little sister laying on the floor in front of them she can’t help but wonder what this means.

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“Who’s that?” She hears Lauren ask as the video of Regina talking about Dinah pushing her off the “really, big” bed replays. 

“Oh, it’s Dinah’s sister.” She replies switching her screen off and sliding her phone into her purse. 

“She’s cute.” Lauren shrugs before going back to what she was doing. 

“Sooo, when are you guys gonna become official?" 

"No, Lauren.” She replies groaning, not wanting to have this question right now, “I don’t know." 

"Well, sweetie. You’re either in love with her or getting the most bomb sex known to man.” Her best friend laughs making her roll her eyes.

“We are not talking about this." 

"But Mani, you haven’t had sex with anyone but Dinah, since you’ve met Dinah." 

"Not talking ‘bout this.” She laughs awkwardly checking the clock on the wall hanging over the door. It’s 1am and her 15-minute break is up. She takes a sip from her water bottle before making her way back into the booth to finish the rest of her song. 

“Alright, Mani after this last take we’re done for the night. I gotta get home to my baby."  They’ve already recorded two songs today, and she doesn’t have much of this one left, just the last verse. She hums in response to her producer, looks at Lauren nodding her head to signal that she’s ready and she begins singing. 

This thing we got is crazy

Only thing I know is you’re my baby

She opens her eyes and smirks at the line she just sang allowing herself to get into the music. Lauren’s looking at her through the glass separating them with a smug smile that Normani can’t help but want to beat off her face.

Forever down, I am your lady

Always for sure, never a maybe

And yeah, maybe Lauren is right. She hasn’t had sex with anyone other than Dinah, but that’s only because no one makes her feel the same high as Dinah makes her feel. Sex with Dinah puts her on cloud 9 and she doesn’t ever want to come down.

Never met someone who spoke my language

Never met a nigga done with playin’

You the type of nigga make me lane switch

Hand me the brush and say, "paint it”

She’s only ever been in one “real” relationship that -to be honest, it can’t even be considered “real”. But it was definitely her first heartbreak.

They met at a summer camp for music when she was 15. A 2-month long competition that ends with the winner getting a record deal. He was 16 and a singer, as well; the first boy that spoke to Normani in the whole camp. The first boy that’s ever called her beautiful. Any cute boy addressing a girl as “beautiful” would be flattering to any awkward, shy 15-year-old girl, right?

They started out as friends, him being the only competitor she would talk to during that summer. He would sweet talk her and she imagined that her warm, sepia skin would flush a deep red hue. That was if she could blush. But, she doesn’t.

She thought she was in love with him, well at least she did after he told her he was falling for her, so she gave him everything she had. And when the summer was over and she had won the final competition in both dance and singing, Arin was fuming with jealousy, calling her names that she never thought that he would call her. It wasn’t until he had the whole summer camp believing that she slept with the teachers to win and calling her a slut did she really break down, coming to the realization that love itself did not exist. It’s just a delusion created by desperate people, like her, to feel wanted. 

But Dinah makes her feel the way her momma has always told her she would feel, when she finds that special person. The way Normani was taught in the stories she used to tell her about meeting her dad, and the stories her grandma would tell her about being in love with her grandpa.

And no, she is not one to believe in fairy tales, but Dinah gives her those endless butterflies -that vision of a possible future. Like maybe she never truly knew what love is, and that, right now she’s falling from space at maximum velocity and nothing will catch her in time before she hits the ground hard. But she knows Dinah will be there to catch her. She knows, and she wants it more than anything. But she’s too scared to let it happen.

Give me your heart and I hold it

Show me your soul and I’ll mould it

Baby girl, you gotta be the dopest

Gotta be to fuck with the coldest

“Normani! Fuck, that was hot!” Lauren yells through the mic when she finishes the verse. She laughs at her friend, “yo that’s gonna be dope as fuck! But, I think it needs a feature.” She nods smiling and listening to Lauren’s reaction. 

“And I’m thinkin’ Chance the Rapper…”

“You think so?” She questions softly into the microphone. 

“Oh Hun, don’t question me. I know what I’m doin." 

"Oh, and babe?” Lauren continues.

“Yes, Lo?" 

"You’re in love.” Lauren lets out an obnoxiously loud cackle into the microphone. Normani doesn’t even have the energy to argue with her producer right now. She is not in love with Dinah, she’s just giving her the most bomb sex. But it’s late and she just wants to go home and sleep, so she keeps her mouth shut. 

They’re packing their things up for the night, at two in the morning. Lauren’s all life and smiles probably due to the 2 espresso shots and the Trenta French vanilla Frappuccino she had from Starbucks, while Normani is half asleep. 

“I’m taking you home. You’re not driving tired.” Normani smiles a smile of relief and thanks to her friend. She’s thankful that her house isn’t too far from the studio, so she doesn’t fall asleep in Lauren’s car on the ride there. 

“Night, babe!” Lauren yells out the car window as Normani unlocks her door. 

She manages to throw up two fingers at the woman before she drives off. She steps inside her house. Habitually slipping off her shoes and her pants before laying her ass right on the couch in her front room, and throwing the fluffy, gray throw blanket over her body for cover. 

-

It’s Saturday afternoon, when she gets random call from Dinah. They haven’t spoken in the last two weeks; their only actual contact being through Instagram in which Dinah DM’s her hilariously dumb videos and she responds by liking them, or doing the same. 

She puts her pencil down on top of the notepad that she writes song notes into and picks the phone up in her hand, letting it ring for a little while longer before she answers with a smile and a cheerful hello.

“Hey, beautiful.” The soft, sultry voice sends nerve impulses down her spine in a tingling sensation.

“You make me feel beautiful.” She leans back in her chair and puts her feet up on her desk.

“That’s because you are the most beautiful woman in the world.” Dinah chuckles. Normani rolls her eyes trying to force herself to ignore the pounding that she feels in her chest.

“Soo, what’s up?” She says, awkwardly changing the subject.

“Oh, nothing.” Dinah responds casually, “Just, ya know, casually driving around L.A.”

“Wait, what?” She says sitting back up, “Why?”

“Came to visit the fam.” Normani nods her head. She tugs her bottom lip between her teeth as she gets an idea.

“How long are you here?”

“Umm, a week and a half.” It sounds like her mouth is full of food and Normani feels her stomach grumble. She hasn’t eaten all day.

“Are you eating?” She questions, receiving a low hum in response.

“What are you doing?” She looks down at the scribbled words and lousy drawn stick figures in her notebook.

“Nothing.”

“Oh, cool. Can you open your front door for a second?”

“What, why?” She stands up and slides the sweats she took off an hour ago over her hips.

“Damn, you ask too many question. Just do it.” Dinah laughs and Normani makes her way to her front door.

“Okay, Jesus.” She laughs loudly. She opens the door to Dinah standing in her driveway, perched up on what Normani assumes to be her rental, with a giant bag of WingStop held up to cover her face.

“Will you, Queen Normani Kordei Hamilton, allow me the honor to eat chicken wings with you?”

“Come here, fool.” Dinah jumps off the car and runs to the entrance of Normani’s big house. She goes to step in but Normani steps in her way, blocking her from entering.

“What?” Dinah pouts. Normani reaches up on her toes and kisses Dinah’s lips.

“Now you can come in.” She turns around walking off towards the kitchen, swaying her hips a little more than usual.

“Stop staring at my ass.”

“I can’t help it, it’s there.” Dinah grins, “and it looks hot in my sweatpants.” She states referring to the baggy sweats Normani was wearing with her last name running down the pant leg. Seeing Normani wear her last name has got to be the most attractive thing to her, ever.

“How’d you even know where I live?” She goes straight to the bag of food Dinah set on the counter and takes out a box with the letter “N” on it, handing the “D” to Dinah who just puts her box back in the bag.

“I ate earlier, and I was munching on fries in the car.” She says, as if she were answering Normani’s unasked question.

“I asked Lauren, then she told me to bring you food because you probably haven’t eaten yet.”

“Of course.” Normani laughs, because leave it to Lauren to meddle in her life. She’ll have to thank her later, if it wasn’t for her she would’ve been starving.

“So, I can’t really stay long.” Dinah says as Normani’s got her mouth full of a hot wing,

“But, why?” She manages to say around her chicken.

“It’s a long drive to Santa Ana and it’s Seth’s 4th birthday tomorrow. And we’re having a party…”

She drags on like she has something else to say so Normani doesn’t respond. Instead, she patiently waits for the girl to continue while simultaneously munching on a fry.

“Would you like to come with me?” Her mind flashes dirty for a moment, because boy would she love to come with Dinah. But then she realizes that she was asking her to go to Santa Ana with her, to meet her family. The chicken she was gripping slips from her fingers.

“You serious?” She says looking for any trace of joking on Dinah’s features. Instead, she sees a flash of insecurity and as quickly as she saw it, it disappears.

“I mean, we’re friends, right?” Dinah uncharacteristically fidgets with her fingers slightly on top of the table. Normani’s eyeing her cautiously. Dinah hasn’t called them friends in a few months, usually just calling Normani, ‘hers’ or ‘her woman’. Even though she knows Dinah said that out of insecurity, it kind of hurts to hear her refer to them as friends.

 “I mean if you’re busy it’s cool. I can just come see you before I leave.”

“Your family’s okay with this?” Dinah’s eyes meet hers, a look of hope in them.

“Yeah, my mom knows everything…” the look in Dinah’s eyes lets Normani know that her mom knows “everything, everything”. “And I’m sure my dad and my siblings will love you. You’ve already won over Gina.”

“Wait, your mom knows everything?” Dinah nods her head slowly, looking slightly guilty. “as in us everything?” Dinah nods slowly again. She doesn’t even know what “they” are, and she’s slightly intrigued at the thought of what Dinah could’ve possibly addressed them as to her mother.

“You told your mom we’re fucking?” She laughs.

“No, well I mean obviously she knows that.” Dinah say before looking seriously into Normani’s eyes. “I told my mom that I’m going to make you mine one day.” Normani’s breath hitches in her throat. Dinah has always been clear about her feelings for her, Normani knows that Dinah’s intentionally been saying things to make her feel some type of way and doing certain things during bed to make her head explode.

“Di- “she tries to breathe out.

“Look, you don’t have to say anything, but, I need you to know you are my woman, Mani.” Dinah leans over the table and cups her cheek with a soft hand, “that I want there to be an us. Not just sex.” She presses a quick kiss to her cheek and leans back in her seat.

“Okay.” She breathes out.  

“Okay?” Dinah drags out.

“I have to be back in the studio Tuesday night.” A wide grin flows over Dinah’s face.

“I’ll have you back Tuesday afternoon.”

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Steps to synchronize (Zootopia fanfic) : 1st step, come to contact

Dedication to Wildehopps week, thanks to @rem289

Sooo I still don’t have posting fanfic site account yet. But that’s not gonna stop me from screaming my obsession towards the dynamic duo. Hope you folks enjoy my first Eng fanfic series.

              A red fluffy tail with a dark auburn tip swayed left and right. A fox, a nocturnal mammal himself, was not all alert in the early morning. Therefore, he would rather stroll across the ZPD’s hallway while sipping his coffee. However, he could not help but notice that it was too rowdy for a moment like this. Without further ado, the tod headed to a portly cheetah at the reception desk. Benjamin Clawhauser, the receptionist, greeted him as soon as he clapped eyes on the fox.

“Good morning Wilde~”

“Morning buddy. By the way, why the fuss?”

               Nick Wilde, the first fox police officer of ZPD, stopped at the front of the desk and pointed out their surroundings.

“Oh! That reminded me… You might wanna get to Briefing Room quick.”

“Not till my coffee kicks in.”

               He yawned and took another sip with eyes half lidded.

“Hopps is already there.”

               At that time, Clawhauser saw Nick gulping his coffee down. Luckily, it wasn’t hot or else it would burn his throat, still he coughed as he nearly choked himself from rushing the drink.

“Okay, that hits the spot. Better get going, see you later”

               The fox walked off with mock salute. On the cheetah side, he giggled as waving his paw. Throwing an almost empty coffee paper cup in the bin on the side of path, Nick tightened up his tie also sashayed his way into the Briefing room.

“Wilde, you’re here. Great, take you seat.”

               As soon as he entered the room, he received the first order of the day from his buffalo captain, Chief Bogo. Nick smirked in response, ready to kick off his day with a little tease.

“Aw Chief, at least greeting would make a decent start of work.”

“Hurry up already!”

“Roger that~”

               The tod went to sit down agilely on the same spot, the same chair he shared with his trusty partner, Judy Hopps. Nick greeted a mammal right next to him with sly grin.

“Howdy Doody partner”

“Morning Nick!”

               Cheerful as always, the rabbit officer turned her face to meet fox’s gaze. He examined the doe; neat uniform, bright expression and cuteness (according to Nick’s perspective). Then he checked his reflection in her twinkling big round eyes. Mask intact checked, Nick gave his best tempting smile and pointed finger bang both paws at his reflection or so to speak, Judy.

“What was that for?”

               Judy inquisitively scrutinized her partner and snorted in amusement.

“Gotta reassure both first officers of certain species look their best.”

“Quit messing around!”

               Chief scolded the mischievous officer which seemed like daily routine more or less, so other officers laughed as usual. Nick pretended to zip his mouth and behaved himself. Nonetheless, it was impossible for Nick not to notice that there were not many mammals at that time.

“Okay, I will repeat the case briefly only once. ZPD received an emergency call from a threatened victim who has been harassed by a peculiar culprit apparently having connections with ZIA. In addition, the threat level dramatically shifted when the victim received a threatening letter which stated that the culprit will terrorize an annual event, the Grand Pride Ballroom night. Therefore, we are planning to go undercover in order to protect all participants and secure the place.”

‘Having some agents backing up, I see. No wonder why things kept hidden from cops till issue escalates this much. But with clear menace on specific place and date, that’s more than enough to think of easier solutions than going undercover.’

So many questions had arisen in Nick’s mind. He crossed his arms entire time, paying attention to the case. The fox lifted his paw. After gaining nod in assent from the chief, Nick inquired.

“Ah, who is the victim?”

“You will meet her in private soon. Let me introduce you to her by that time.”

               The Cape buffalo replied with an indifferent tone but somehow, Nick found a glimpse of excitement in his supervisor’s stare.

“Hmm”

‘Guess, all my doubts will be cleared by asking the mammal directly, huh?’

               Pushing his curiosity aside for moments, the tod put his both paws behind his head.

“Now, everyone’s on the same page, dismissed!”

               Making some noise, all the officers in the Briefing room were leaving, so does bunny and fox duo. However, before they could go anywhere, they halted when Chief Bogo commanded them.

“Hopps, Wilde, follow me.”

               They jumped down the chair and followed chief to a door on the side of the room, not the one on the back that general officers usually used. The fox whispered to his partner walking next to him. Hopefully, the buffalo did not catch a curious nature of his.

“Hey Carrots, where are we going?”

“Interview room… the victim’s waiting there.”

               Judy responded softly, using the same tone as Nick. He continued conversing tenderly.  

“I love surprise and everything, still it would be better if at Ieast, I knew who our interviewee is.”

“I don’t really know who she is. I’m counting on you, Mr. Know Everyone.”

               The fox sniggered as he faced away from a rabbit’s frisky stare. Shortly afterwards, he sensed the urge to tease the naïve rabbit a bit.

“For this going undercover mission, do you think we will have to dress up, stand around and wait on a sidewalk at night?”

“Nick!”

“Ahem…”

               The doe hissed. Fortunately, these two rooms were not far from one another, hence they reached their destination before they could prolong a conversation further, yet Chief Bogo felt the need to remind them to stay professional as he cleared his throat. Since everything seemed to settle down even though Judy pouted slightly at Nick who appeared to enjoy himself, Chief opened a door to enter the Interview room, followed by the other two.

“Good morning officers.”

               A slender chestnut haflinger mare with white mark on the forehead, pale mane and tail stood up and greeted. She was wearing a gold long sleeve off-the-right-shoulder tops and a dark red wide leg trousers.

“Good morning Ms. Boeriz. Here are Officer Judith Hopps and Officer Nicholas Wilde. Hopps, Wilde… This is Ms. Cherisse Boeriz, a professional ballroom dancer and event organizer.”

               The buffalo gestured to his subordinates and a guest, introducing respectively. Both sides nodded then took the seats. Nick and Judy sat opposite to the horse while Chief Bogo sat kitty-corner from the guest. The rabbit was aware that this mammal in front of her is celebrity but she still did not have that many clues because she never had interest in professional dancing or organizing events. Thereby, she looked at Nick, wonder her partner would know, which was right, Nick knew Ms. Cherisse Boeriz or Cherry Boeriz, a famous ballroom dance athlete and a host of the Grand Pride Ballroom night.

“Excuse me…”

               Ms. Boeriz was abased from speaking up at first although it was obvious that she had a silvery voice.

“It might sound really weird and inappropriate under this circumstance… it’s truly such an honor to meet the heroes who saved Zootopia!”

“Oh no no, I’m no hero… I’m not worthy of such compliment…”

               Judy hastily protested. Her words became quieter each moment.

‘It was partly my fault anyway…’

               The memory of the night howler case rewound. The guilt was coming back soon she recalled how chaotic it was after the press conference… how she damaged society… how she hurt hers…

‘Those droopy ears again… You bunnies really are emotional.’

               The fox glanced at his partner, rapidly capturing her body language. He shifted his pupils to focus on a mammal in front of him.

“You look so gorgeous, Ms. Boeriz, even without the makeup and those elegant dresses.”

“You are flattering me, Officer Wilde.”

               The horse lifted her hoof to lightly touch her own face which flushed red at the fox’s compliments. Nick added

“It’s a great pleasure to meet you today as well. We’re at your service, Madam.”

“About that… I apologize for bothering you officers but please help me.”

               Boeriz’s expression was altered, tensing up, leading to Judy able to pull herself together and concentrate on the mare. Meanwhile,

‘Not bad, Wilde’

               Bogo sincerely praised Nick inside his mind, undeniably impressed how the fox handled the situation after noticing his partner’s reaction. He changed the subject and smoothly got back to the job, the simplest way to distract Officer Hopps from her own anguish by helping her focus at work.

“He’d kept asking me out but I’ve rejected all his invitations. He’d hit on me harder and harder. I’ve attempted to request for assist; however, nothing worked… He certainly can conceal almost everything. I can’t stand any longer when I was given a letter, he insisted if I won’t dance with him and accept his proposal during this upcoming Grand Pride Ballroom event, he will make sure I gonna regret it. Therefore, today I approach you straightforwardly.”

               Listening attentively, the duo learned more details about the case directly from the victim. They diverted their gaze to Chief. Understanding what was implied, he informed.

“At present, we’ve collected the letter as an evidence.”

               They nodded. The doe was the first who reverse her attention to Boeriz.

“You’ve been saying it’s ‘he’, so you know who’s threating you?”

“Yes, I don’t desire to accuse him, yet I’m convinced, it must be Mr. Ralph Poulon.”

               Boeriz mentioned a name Judy did not recognize. She averted her eyes from the horse to the fox, her cyclopedia of Mammals in Zootopia.

“He is a haflinger stallion, a director in a few big corporates’ board committee. No surprise we’re dealing with a guy got hook-ups.”

               Nick crossed his arms, replying a question Judy had in mind without making eye contact as though he could read her thought. Nick hesitated; nonetheless, he interrogated Boeriz in the end.

“Ms. Boeriz, would it be better if you cancel this year event?”

“No! I mean… I know how dangerous it can be… even so… even I sound so selfish, I do not want the grand pride ballroom night get cancel! Not a single year…”

“It must mean a lot to you.”

               Yelling unawarely, the horse became uneasy whereas the anxiety reflected in her eyes. The rabbit sympathized with her, showing empathy in her tone. On the fox’s side, he finally perceived why it was chosen to go through rather inconvenient plan like going undercover.

“Ah, Ms. Boeriz, you are single, correct? Why did you reject Ralph Poulon since the first place?”

“…”

“Oh! I’m sorry! But you were doing right thing. Better not hang around with a crazy stud like that! Ha ha…”

               The doe laughed nervously after accidentally asking question by pure curiosity. She did not wish to provoke the mare’s worry any further. Shortly afterwards, Chief Bogo found an opportunity to proceed the true reason of this meeting.

“Okay, let’s cut to the chase, shall we? Ms. Boeriz, you’ve already known we will send our officers to both inside and outside of the ballroom event in order to insure against dangers. Your cooperation is highly appreciated.”

“I’ve organized the Grand Pride Ballroom night every single recent year including this year too, so I know all the layouts. I can provide you info about the timing and place.”

“Thank you. Furthermore, we need the invitation cards for our undercover officers to attend the event like normal participants and dancers. And speaking of dancers, Hopps, please tell Francine, Wolford that they’re selected be disguised ballroom dancers.”

“Noted, just two?”

               Judy showed V sign, tilting her head sideways.

“Actually, it’s four, including Wilde and you.”

“What!? Why?”

               The doe exclaimed when chief dropped the bomb. The buffalo merely contemplated the rabbit. He raised an eyebrow then declared.

“I thought you agree on this mission.”

“Yes sir…, as participant, I had no clue I gonna be dancer.”

“Well, we intend to cover all the fields possible. Unfortunately, we lack of female officers, so we have to fill you in. Suppose you understand.”

“… Yes sir”

               The bunny frowned and avoided eye contact, staring down at the floor. The tod budged himself closer to his partner.

“C’mon Carrots, do it for the team. You can’t expect Chief to wear a dress and fill that role for you… even if he wants to.”

“Watch your mouth, Wilde.”

               Bogo sent Nick intimidating aura. The fox grinned fearlessly despite the scare bubbling inside him. That gained a few chuckles from Boeriz. In the meantime, Judy was still concerned.

- .-. .- -. ... .. - .. --- -. ...

               In the lonely evening, a Line Up room was occupied. A grey doe wearing a sky blue seamless v-neck T-shirt and navy leggings was swaying back and forth, side to side while an online waltz dancing instruction video was being played from a phone lying next to her. This particular Line Up room she chose suited all sizes of mammals. Consequently, the room was big enough for multiple elephants and a one-way mirror’s bottom edge was low enough for little rodents. There was plenty of room- plus the huge mirror, an acceptable substitute for a dance studio. The rabbit checked her reflection. Both arms were raised to shoulder height, right stretched straight to the side, left bent frontward. She peeked over her feet standing close together. Feeling tense, she sighed and crouched on the floor. The doe slipped a quiet murmur.

“This is ridiculous…”

“Suspect number 1, step forward.”

The familiar voice through a loudspeaker startled her. Judy leapt then stood still like she got paralyzed as her nose twitched swiftly. The door opened, someone coming in.

“You don’t look suspect-ish per se but you ‘hopps’ around alone here, that’s kinda suspicious. Don’t you agree?”

               The mammal who walked in made a bad pun which brought the doe sinking down into deeper embarrassment because that clarified the identity of her guest very well.

“What are you doing here, Nick?”

“See, I found lady bunny wandering in the Line Up room, so I wonder what she’s guilty of.”

               The fox closed the door behind him. He ambled along, putting his paws in his pockets. The doe observed her partner. He had taken off a regular uniform, revealing a ZPD T-shirt and putting on a sweatpants instead.

“I get that I use this room without a permission but the mission is right around the corner, insufficient time and fund for picking up a dancing class. This is an expedient solution I figured out.”

               Her voice wavered. Judy scooped the phone to press a pause then hastily pocketed it, unaware of Nick’s approach.

“Self-learning is admirable but when it comes to dancing, it’s not simple. May I?”

               Before the bunny could response, the reynard grabbed the hold of her right paw to his left paw. Her right fingers were placed between his left thumb and first finger. Facing each other, his right arm sloped slightly downwards from shoulder to elbow and lifted her left arm to rest on his right arm, placing his right paw comfortably on her left shoulder blade.

“Yoo-hoo, don’t leave that much gap, Carrots. I won’t bite.”

“Whoa!”

               Nick abruptly hauled Judy in, sealing the distance between them. Her cheek bumped against his chest in the process. Being a rabbit herself, her sensitive ears caught his heart beat little bit faster. Judy withdrew her head as she looked up to Nick smirking cunningly.

“Much better~ Your well-built frame gives you a good start. Thus, all you need is a decent mentor.”

“What’s up with-?”

“Lesson 1 relax and follow my lead”

               The tod’s lecture cut off the doe. He stepped his left foot forward resulting in her to go back with the right foot to avoid the fox treading on hers. She automatically went side with the left, soon followed by the tod’s right foot then both closed left and right simultaneously. The doe’s ears flicked, once the tod began to move again. She tried to watch his feet movement but her concentration was dragged by a teasing tone.

“Oy! Don’t look down.”

“How I gonna see where you are going if I don’t look at you.”

               Judy protested instantly. On the other paw, Nick remained composed.

“You are stressing yourself, Ma’am. You must relax and focus on your surroundings.”

Judy was irritated that Nick acted omniscient. Nevertheless, she admitted Nick had far more experiences than her. She beckoned to him as a sign of affirmation. They repeated the moves, fox’s right leg and bunny’s left leg, opened the fox’s left and the bunny’s right to the side, drew the fox’s right and the bunny’s left in, then closed while Nick was counting ¾ time tempo. Judy was apparently amazed by her partner’s skill.

“I’ve never known you can dance.”

“When you were working for the classy crime boss, you eventually picked up one or two things.”

               That emphasized the fact that Nick was ex-con-artist who used to fall in with Mr. Big. The doe somewhat could fantasize the tod suiting up fancily alongside the leader of mafia gang, arranging Gala Night, not the bloodshed one possibly.

“Pardon me, Carrots. Would you mind I ask why practice dancing? I mean… no one will blame you if you dance poorly.”

“It’s a part of a job…My duty… I wanna try my best.”

“Try everything huh? How cute?”

“Don’t call me cute!”

               The rabbit yelled but not with pure frustration. There was something else mixed in her display indicated by the blush hidden under her facial fur.

“You are stepping on my foot. Off, off, off.”

               The tod’s words made the doe perceive that she unintentionally trampled on his foot. She quickly took her foot off from his.

“I’m sorry!”

“That wasn’t on purpose, was it?”

“Of course not.”

               Both had sustained the dance hold. Judy was astonished that they had been practicing so smoothly, barely interrupted. Nick determined to tease his a tiny bit.

“Since you’ve learned so fast, shall we spice thing up?”

“Spice wha-Eek!?”

               Unprepared, Judy was swung clockwise half-turn. She, losing her balance, spread a left foot, toe tapping on the floor. She leaned backward, a heel stomped. A noise of steps echoed, not just one but two footsteps in harmony. Nick’s right foot trod near Judy’s left, tip of his toes touching tip of her toes. His right paw supported her back firmly. Judy blinked at the fox’s figure, bathed by the LED light before being drawn back to stand straight and closed their feet.

“Pretty impressive, Darlin’.”

“The heck, Nick!?”

“Chill out~ No more unforeseen spin.”

               The bunny pouted as she resumed following the reynard’s lead. She did not need to look at his feet to chase after his movement most of the time, just staring in those emerald gaze.

“Hey Carrots, remember what you asked Cherry Boeriz earlier?”

“You mean ‘why she’s rejected Ralph Poulon’? Yeah, it was so inappropriate.”

“Hold on. I’m not here to lecture you about propriety. I got the answer for you.”

“Wow! What is it?”

“Because she’s already in relationship.”

“Eh? How do you know that?”

“I don’t know… but I feel it.”

“That’s so half-baked, Slick.”

“Ouch~ how dare you insult my hustler instinct I’ve sharpened over decades.”

               Giggling, she soon realized she did not feel agitated anymore and assured that hers, Nick, was truly remarkable.