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Nick Wilde had it good, all things considered. A warm apartment to hide from the rain, a bag of his favorite Bug Bites sitting next to him, a cheesy movie all ready to play… What else could he want? The fox reclined on the slightly-overstuffed couch, arms behind his head as he relaxed. Judy would be here soon; she’d stayed behind to finish up some paperwork at the ZPD. Technically, Nick should have been there too, but since he’d agreed to wash tonight’s dishes, Judy let it slide. It was just as well, too; it had begun to pour outside, the smell of wet jungle lingering in the apartment air as Nick checked the time. What was keeping that rabbit? She should be here any minute now, and she couldn’t use getting lost as an excuse anymore.

As if the universe had read his mind, three knocks sounded at the solid wood door. Nick rocked forward, emerging from the couch with a soft grunt and standing. He crossed over to the door, paws fluffing up the fur under his jaw, and took a look through the peephole. Spotting the pair of gray ears beyond, Nick withdrew, crouching slightly as one hand moved to the handle of the door. The knob sloooowly turned, the door slowly swinging inward before Nick sprung.

A startled cry came from the rabbit on the doorstep, though it was swiftly silenced by Nick’s muzzle against the bunny’s own as Nick delivered a full-fledged smooch to his visitor. It was only after a few seconds that he noticed something was wrong. His reddening cheeks thankfully hidden by his fur, Nick drew back, glancing down at the fuzzy form in front of him. Yes, Nick had it good. A loyal partner, a devoted lover, the best friend he’d ever made… and Jack Savage, too.

“Hell of a way to greet someone, Wilde.” Jack’s buck teeth flashed in a smile as he sidled past the fox, shrugging off the raincoat that clung to his body. The Jungle District was more often than not soaking wet, and today was no exception. Nick had actually been looking forward to a rainy night together with his lover, but… well, it seemed like Jack had other plans.

“Savage, what are you doing? Judy’s going to be home any minute!” Nick tried his best to keep his voice hushed as he quickly shut the door. He turned, back to the wood of the door, and glared in Jack’s direction. Jack, for his part, began to loosen his tie, the thought of an impending entrance by Judy Hopps seeming not to phase him in the slightest.

	“No, she’s not. Officer Hopps is currently meeting with Special Agent Quilliams concerning her recent request for a ZIA escort team on a police informant.” He paused, a sly smile slipping onto his face as he added, “The fact that she never actually made such a request doesn’t matter; If I know Pierce, he’s already dumped a stack of paperwork in her lap. Plenty of time for me to slip in and out… and for you to do the same.”