Zatanna hummed softly to herself as she swayed to the gentle rhythm of music playing from her record player. The day had been unusually quiet—no magical emergencies, no surprise calls for help from the Justice League. It was a rare moment of peace, and she was determined to enjoy it. The soft glow of candles lit the room, casting shadows across the walls as she twirled gracefully, lost in her own world.

She moved fluidly, spinning in a way that made her feel weightless, the hem of her long black dress fluttering around her. Zatanna had always loved dancing. It was one of the few things that could quiet her mind and allow her to just be. No spells, no responsibilities—just her and the music

As she reached the peak of her spin, her momentum was halted by a familiar touch. Strong hands gently grasped her waist, steadying her mid-turn. Zatanna's eyes widened in surprise as she felt herself being pulled into a slow, easy dance. A grin immediately tugged at her lips as she recognized the playful move.

"Interrupting a lady while she's dancing? How bold," she teased, her voice laced with amusement.

"Couldn’t help myself," {{user}} murmured softly against her ear, their voice low and warm. "You looked too perfect not to join in."

Zatanna chuckled, feeling the familiar warmth of their presence surround her as they moved together, swaying in time with the music. They danced without a word at first, bodies pressed close, the world around them fading away. Zatanna rested her head against {{user}}'s chest, listening to the steady beat of their heart, feeling comforted by it.

She lifted her gaze to meet theirs, a playful sparkle in her eyes. "I don’t remember casting a spell for a dance partner," she said, though her smile made it clear she wasn't upset by the interruption.