AN: Hi! So, this is my brand new Nick/Jess fic, entitled 'Where Do We Go?' (yes, that is a lyric from Cotton Eyed Joe). This is kind of the introduction chapter, so it isn't incredibly plot-filled. Hope you guys enjoy, and remember, feedback of any kind is appreciated!

It had been two weeks since Cece's almost-wedding, and Nick and Jess had been in a blissful state of happiness ever since. After they had un-called it, they had both sat down to discuss what they wanted to be. To her surprise, Nick was eager for them to be an official couple, and for a week and five days, that was exactly what they'd been. Nick and Jess had been very... affectionate the past twelve days, much to Schmidt's chagrin. But, as Jess reminded him of the times last year where he and Cece would loudly go at it at all hours of the day, he soon stopped vocalizing his discontent.

It was early morning, and Nick had been awake for half an hour or so. They had decided to sleep in Jess's room that night, not for any reason in particular; it just happened to be the place their lust-filled bodies took them. He liked her bed; the sheets were always fresh, and there was always a certain aroma of flowers or candles in the air. He looked to his left at the sleeping, dark haired beauty lying next to him. Jess looked so adorable as she slept; her mouth slightly open, and her breathing staggered.

All of a sudden, he felt her leg move from under his. She groaned.
"Miller, I told you, quit staring at me sleep." she giggled.
"I'm sorry, Jessica, but you're so damn cute I can't help myself!" he said, pecking her lips softly.
"Mm, good morning to you too. I gotta hand it to you, Nick, last night was... woo, phenomenal." she winked.

"Okay, first, thank you, I try. Second, please never wink at me again, you look like you're having a seizure!"
She feigned shock, and continued winking in a crazy way, moving her face closer to his. "It's sexy!" She was so close that he couldn't help but press his lips to hers with so much passion that she fell backwards onto the bed. "Nick, we can't, I'm gonna be late to school..." But then he gave her the classic Nick Miller crooked smile, and she couldn't resist.

"How long do we have until you have to really start getting ready?" asked Nick breathlessly, positioning her on top of him.
"Like ten minutes..." Jess shifted her body so that Nick was underneath her.
Nick rolled them over, kissing her neck amorously. "I've satisfied you in less..." he chuckled against her lips.

-Ness-

Schmidt walked through the loft towards the kitchen.
"Let me think..." he said to himself. "What would she want for breakfast?" He decided that toast was the safest option. As he put the bread in the toaster, he could hear a strange noise coming from somewhere across the apartment. It was like shouting of some sort. He walked further down the hall, and the sounds became more apparent.
"Nick, yes, Ni-ick!" What the hell? Then he realized what was happening. He shuddered at the thought of Nick and Jess bumping uglies in her room. He was still getting used to the new loft dynamic. Running back into the kitchen, he put the radio on in order to drown out their noises.

But then he realized that it was a mistake. The music had probably woken her, damn it! There he was, trying to make his girlfriend breakfast in bed, only for Nick, Jess and their activities to ruin things! He heard his bedroom door open, and desperately tried to find a flower or something pretty to decorate the tray on which the breakfast would have been served.
"Schmidt...?" he heard her voice from behind him, and turned around to see her. God, she looked beautiful in the morning. The way her half-messy hair framed her bare face gave him this fuzzy feeling, and not only in his penis, but in his heart too.

"Hey, what are you doing up, baby?" he asked, buttering toast.
"Well, I have work in an hour, so I need breakfast." she said, taking a seat.
"Cecelia, I was about to bring you some, go back to bed!"
"That's sweet, but I can't turn up to the studio with bed head and morning breath, Schmidt." she kissed him slowly. "But thank you anyway."

The song on the radio ended, making Nick and Jess's sounds even louder.
"Well, those two are really going at it, huh?" Cece laughed.
"It's revolting; they need to stop behaving like animals and go do something productive!" said Schmidt.
"Are you just upset because this ruins the loft dynamic?"
"No." he stated. "Well, maybe."

And, with that, there was silence, followed by the opening of a door. Jess and Nick walked out in their sleeping clothes hand in hand into the kitchen.
"Hey, you two, did you guys have a nice night?" Jess asked, taking a seat next to Cece.
"Yeah, it was great, the food was amazing." Cece replied. Schmidt, however, remained silent. Cece shot him a 'what are you doing?' look. He shrugged. She sighed.
"Schmidt, you enjoy your evening?" asked Nick politely.
Schmidt cleared his throat before mumbling, "Well, we all know you did."
"What?" Nick inquired.
"I think my boyfriend is referring to your, um, loud... antics last night. The walls aren't exactly soundproof in this place. Just so you know." giggled Cece.

Nick's face flushed bright red. Jess bit her lip. She was speechless.
"I, uh..." she began. "Well, uh..."
"Jess." Cece laughed. "It's fine. I've heard you have sex before. I just think Schmidt here was a little... agitated by it."

There was a slightly awkward silence as Nick and Jess shared a look. In his mind, Nick relived the events of the night before. It was hot. Jess had experienced a shitty day at work, and it was his sole duty to cheer her up. As he remembered the look on her face, during and after, he knew he'd succeeded in his mission. He loved making her happy, and not just with sex. A few days ago, she'd been complaining that her dad had been badgering her about their relationship, so Nick took it upon himself to call Bob to talk about it. They'd had a mature conversation, surprisingly. Nick was starting to change, becoming more responsible and mature; Jess was certainly rubbing off on him.

-Ness-

Schmidt and Cece were hogging the bathroom, leaving Nick and Jess alone together in the living room.
"Hey, Nick..." she whispered, snuggling closer to him.
"Yeah?"
"I know we talked about where this relationship was going the other day..."
"Yeah, I know, I sing Cotton Eyed Joe in my mind every time you say 'where do we go'." he laughed. "Sorry, continue."
"Well, that's actually what I wanted to ask. Where do we go when we want to take this to the next step? I mean, I've already moved in with you, I live here anyway, so how does that work?"
"Well, I suppose we could share one room here, or maybe find a place of our own some time..." Jess could sense he was anxious about the whole thing, and reassured him.

"Yeah, I don't mean right now, obviously, but I was just thinking about the future."
"As much as I'm excited for our future, I'm pretty stoked about where we are right now."
He flashed her another smile, and they began kissing again. They heard an 'Ugh' from behind them, and realized Schmidt and Cece had returned.
"Do you guys ever do anything else? Ever heard of tv or having a conversation?" he remarked, stomping back to his room, Cece chuckling behind him.

Jess turned back to Nick, and she out a laugh before they continued kissing. If this is what living together and being a couple entailed, Jess was more than happy about it.