Fever
Fever
AN: I own nothing in this story. This is for MysticSpiritus so enjoy. Also if any of you other ReTi fans have a story idea they would like me to write, just let me know. Please R&R.
Reno's body hated him. Why else would he be hunched over the garbage pin, dry heaves wracking his lithe frame? He had already called in sick at work and was about to go get some Sprite when there was a knock at his door. Answering it on unsteady legs, he found his girlfriend on the other side of the door, a can of chicken soup in her hands.
"Rude told me you weren't feeling well so I've come to nurse you back to health."
"I'm perfectly fine Tifa." But before he could invite her in Reno's knees buckled and he fell to the ground. Tifa sighed heavily and picked up her lover, easily carrying him to his bedroom.
Eyes fluttering open, the first thing Reno saw as he regained consciousness was his girlfriend bent over, her firm buttocks near his right hand. Apparently she was searching for something. Reno smiled deviously to himself and reached his hand out.
Tifa felt the weak grope on her butt and swiftly turned around. "I see the patient is awake." Reno gave her a weak smile.
"Forgive my hands they know not what they do. Looks like I have a case of idle hand syndrome." Tifa rolled her eyes at that.
"You know I think an enema would help that." She replied. Reno's eyes went wide and he raised both hands.
"Okay I won't do that again."
"Good, now you have a pretty high fever so just relax and don't worry about anything. I'll take care of you." Tifa then placed a cool washcloth on his head and Reno sighed in pleasure. She then gave him some chicken noodle soup and Reno couldn't even lift the spoon to his lips.
"You know this being ill business really blows, yo." He said in between bits of soup that Tifa ladled into his mouth.
"Everyone has moments of weakness Reno. Weren't you ever sick as a child?"
"I can't remember thanks to the Mako. I don't even know my own mother's name, pretty pathetic isn't it?" Tifa shook her head.
"No, it's just sad. You may not have a past to look back to but at least you have the present and the future with me."
"Thanks Tifa, you're an angel." Reno said, smiling at his lover.
"I'm not an angel Re. I'm just someone who loves you, that's all." Reno's eyes closed then and he drifted off to sleep, his breathing light. Tifa kissed him on the forehead after removing the washcloth and moved a chair beside his bed.
When Reno woke up he noticed that Tifa was asleep, her head resting on the bed by his feet and her hand entwined with his. He felt a lot better and got out of bed, the motion waking Tifa.
"I'm all better babe. So what do you say to some high quality loving, hmm?"
"I canb't Rebo, I'm bick." Tifa said with a stuffed up nose and sore throat.
"Then I'll just have to nurse you back to health won't I?" Reno remarked, picking up Tifa and gently laying her in his former sickbed. Love is contagious.