Dance With Me...

My Tumblr: TheWinterBunny

 Theme: www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjWvxC…

One step closer
Closer to the light
No matter where we're going
I'll be by your side
And everything we used to know
Crashed into the great unknown
One step closer
We're gonna be alright

Cause even underneath the waves
I'll be holding on to you
And even if you slip away
I'll be there to fall into the dark
To chase your heart
No distance could ever tear us apart
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I'll find my way back to you

On my way now
Don't give up on me
And no one knows what
What tomorrow brings
These weary eyes will never rest
Until they look in yours again
I'm on my way now
I still believe

Cause even underneath the waves
I'll be holding on to you
And even if you slip away
I'll be there to fall into the dark
To chase your heart
No distance could ever tear us apart
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I'll find my way back to you
I'll find my way back to you

I'll find my way back
Into the dark to chase your heart
No distance could ever tear us apart
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I'll find my way back to you

There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I'll find my way back to you
I'll find my way back to you
I'll find my way back


~*~

"You look nervous." 

Amethyst eyes shot towards the gazing emeralds that tirelessly observed her from a russet canvas of soft fur. Oh but how her warning look positively seethed with absolute disdain. How the smooth talking, sly fox continually managed to best her by caressing her innocent and willing naiveté - it was astoundingly beyond her ability to grasp! And yet, the tall vulpine companion effortlessly did so. Young Judy Hopps was only beginning to learn how to be comfortable around the taller-than-normal fox, and yet, just when she was 'comfortable' with thinking "I've got you figured out, Nick Wilde", he up and changed the game, and took her by surprise again.

"Don't be nervous." His voice interrupted her thoughts with it's irritatingly smooth, appealing quality, causing Judy's insides to twist and churn with restless butterflies. "You look beautiful, Carrots." 

The reality-grasping inept Judy Hopps shot him a scathing look. "You are gonna be in for a wooorld of punishment, Mr." She whispered sweetly, though the daggers in her smouldering gaze never relinquished their glinting blades of abhorrence. How did he keep managing to get her into elements and atmospheres that were worlds beyond her comfort zone? First the Naturalists Club, (see  ) and now, this! The ZPD annual Christmas Party, which was now taking place with the classic ballroom theme, and while Judy had planned on laying low so that she could avoid the fiasco of getting herself "dolled up" and wearing heels, Nick it seemed, had another agenda up his sleeve. 

However her threat seemed to fall on ears with a talent for deafness. To her promise of punishment, Nick smiled, leaning forward, elbow on the table, the open face of his paw supporting his cheek. "Sounds exciting Carrots, I can't wait! It's a date then." 

Judy's eyes snapped open wide from the original cool slits they had formerly been when she realised Nick had twisted her words so completely that he landed a DATE out of it! "What~? No-NO!" She hissed, "It is not a da~"

"Champagne?" Choking on her final word, Judy looked up startled to see a sleek Bengal Cat had come to their table with a bottle prepped and ready, water condensation glistening on its chilled surface. Judy flushed, as if she'd been caught with her knickers down and looked to Nick who was silently, though smugly smiling at her with the pained expression of trying to keep a lid on his chortles. Clearing his throat he straightens in his seat, speaking confidently without a hitch. "Yes, thank you." 

Judy, who, for reasons entirely beyond her (mostly denial, though she won't admit it), would have absolutely refused a drink! Well, would have, that is, if words had not abandoned her entirely, leaving her to the mercy of the fetching young fox sitting across from her. Did the waiter think they were a couple? /Because we are NOT...!' Then again, Why did it matter? 

Crystal glasses were filled with ethereal, liquid gold; light, transparent and sparkling. When the server left, Nick plucked up his glass and leaned back languidly in his seat. "To us." He said, waiting for Judy to lift hers.

The befuddled and flushed little Bunny however, had no such intention. But what is the cause of such trepidations? What is the fox's offence? In truth, nothing. But in the wake of rising emotions that one is not ready to accept or assimilate, well, the only logical remedy is a healthy serving of denial - and in this moment, Judy was gorging herself on it. 

"Us?" Soft white digits wrapped slowly around the slender neck of her glass, but didn't lift it from the table. 

Nick, undaunted by her hesitance, merely shrugged with the same aloof grace that resonated from him. "Us." He replies, a cheeky grin forming in his eyes. Judy wasn't convinced, and so, he leans forward. "Its always been us, Carrots. You and me. Since the beginning." 

He made her heart flutter... Either that or she was about to go into cardiac arrest 

Her glass however left the table. "To us then." The soft clink! was heard as the toast was made. 

Nick's ear twitched and the cheeky grin finally made an appearance, creeping slowly across his lips. The pair took a sip, and then both fox and bunny ears alike swivelled towards the dance floor as music began to fill the room, and the lights began to light the floor. "Ah, that's our cue." Taking another, more hearty drink from his glass, downing over half of it, he sets it back down, rising to his feet while doing up the last button on his suit coat. 

"Cue for what exactly?" Alarm began to rise, and Judy's posture grew rigid and stiff. Nick Wilde said nothing, closing the distance between them. Halfway towards quite hysterics, the safety of the table between them was now entirely void.

"A Dance." He replied as though it were entirely naturally obvious. His paw extends towards her, and a brow raised. "Surely you won't deny your Partner this dance?" He gave her a charmingly disarming look of pleading, and the poor Bunny was left quite speechless. "I only request that I get the first, and last dance, Carrots. I won't hog you for the entire evening." 

"Hey!" Snorted a boar from the neighbouring table. 

Nick feigned a flinch of regret and tossed him a lazy smile. "Sorry, Officer Boarlock. Just an expression." 

That got Judy smiling despite her total and complete rising panic at the thought of dancing. Judy had grown up in the Burrows, Bunnyburrows to be exact, and their idea of dancing was not so... refined as what ballroom standards were like, and judging by how calm Nick was, this was familiar territory for him. 

"Nick I, I don't dance..." She whispered, shying away from his hand. 

Nick raised a brow. "Is that a fact or an excuse?" 

Deep down, she knew it was an excuse... A BIG one. Any excuse she could find to keep her from falling deeper than she already was... "I don't dance, Nick..." 

"Mhmm." Ignoring her, his paw, being rejected by hers, instead lifted to her chin, thumbing it thoughtfully. "I'll believe that when I see it, Carrots." He then took her paw in his, and gently but firmly tugged her from her seat and led her onto the dance floor. 

Judy's only hope of surviving the night diminished in a blink as she was suddenly standing in awkward heels and clinging to Nick's paw like it was a lifeline and she was being tossed on a tumultuously storming sea. "Nick, Nick!" She pleaded, awkwardly skidding along behind him. 

Nick however, seemed to be two steps ahead of his Partner. The scraping of her heels didn't escape his ears, and when her petition, so desperate and so tragic, reached him, he turned, grasping her around her slender waist. Effortlessly he lifted her off the ground, her feet slipping free of her heels. Taking two steps away from them, he set her feet gently down onto the polished floor. "Yes?" 

Speechlessness seemed to be an ongoing theme of late, and Judy was left gazing up at him through wide, violet eyes. The Vulpine however didn't miss a beat, and in one, liquid move, he had her pressed flush up against him, his arm down, around her back, and the other, holding her paw. Feeling him... Move in such a way against her left Judy quite beside herself with an absolute tsunami of panic ridden emotion. Her heart lurched into a gallop, beating rapidly within its bone cage while she struggled to find her footing and move with at least half the grace of her partner. 

"Nick I can't do this!" Whispered the blushing, petite Bunny that was helpless in his arms.

"Yes you can." He whispered back calmly, stepping back in order to spin her smoothly under his guidance and direction before sweeping her back in against him.

Judy half squeaked when he'd done that, and clung to him the moment he pulled her back in. "No I can't!"

Nick slowed to a stop, his arms pulling away and he took a step back. Judy knew she should have been relieved and yet, she was anything but. The warmth of his arms around her, the feel of him against her... That was...

It was comfortable...

It felt like... It was supposed to be that way.

With an animated sigh, he thumbed her chin again. "Judy Hopps. What am I going to do with you?"

Judy wasted no time and jumped on the opportunity that presented itself.  "You could take me home so I can get out of this ridiculous dress?" 

Evidently, Judy didn't' realise how THAT sounded to a Fox like Nick, but the poor Vulpine was nearly rolling with the endless possibilities. However, he remained smug in his regard of her, chuckling voicelessly. "Oh, I'll be taking you home Carrots, you can bet your cute lil' cotton tail on that." He then stepped forward, this time, wrapping both arms around her, and lifting her up till she was standing on his paws. His arms remained tight and secure around her. The Bunny's head was now tucked snuggly under his chin, her scent, filling his lungs with sweet abandon, which manifested itself in a growl laced hum of pleasure. His head dipped down and he whispered softly into her ear, "But not until I've had my dance."

Lifting his head just so, Nick pressed his nose against her temple, gently nuzzled her in that spot a moment, and then settled for resting his chin atop her head. For Judy, it was as if he'd just kissed her...

It wasn't the first time neither would it be the last time that Nick caught her off guard, she knew. But when he swept her into his arms, and began to slowly dance with her beneath the waves of golden light, Judy came to the realisation of something that would ultimately change her life in the moment she let go and accepted it: 

She was falling in love with Nick Wilde.

Her Partner. 

The Right Partner...

Now she had two choices. She could either fight it, or, embrace it.

With a deep breath, one that filled her lungs with the richness of his scent, Judy released it slowly a contented sigh. Judy Hopps closed her eyes and allowed herself to live in the Here and Now. In the moment. Her hold on him tightened and in return, Nick's arms held her a little tighter. With her right paw on his shoulder, her left lifted over his shoulder and gently cupped the back of his head, her white digits caressing through the softness of his sunset-fur. Nick held her with all the care, tenderness, and all the affection that he for her and her alone. Affections he never put words to. However tonight, showed her... At least, that is what Judy believed. What she felt...

I don't dance Nick Wilde... Not unless its with you...


~*~ 

This is the song I hear when I think of them dancing together <3
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZNIKZ…
What can I say, I'm a sucker for the oldies  
What song do you hear when you think of Nick and Judy dancing?