Later Sunday Night/ Early Monday Morning
"Okay so it happened."
Who was he kidding anyways?
The giggle that answered him made his smile grow a few notches. "A few times."
He couldn't help adding, "You know it, babe," and wasn't surprised by the pillow that landed over his face.
"You know, I think it's time for you to stop calling me Cissi. It's creepy and I don't care how much you're into it."
"Hell no, it's not a turn on." He couldn't help laughing so hard that he snorted which made her laugh until she couldn't breathe. It was a very rewarding sight to see.
Cissnei lay beside him with a smile so bright he could see it lighting up his darkened apartment. He couldn't get over how weird it was that it wasn't weird to have her there, naked and snuggled up into his side under his sheets. In fact, it was so not weird that it was kind of on the verge of amazing.
"Who would've thought that you'd be lying next to me at-" he craned his neck to check the illuminated clock on his night stand "4:03 on a Sunday night?"
"Monday morning," she corrected.
"Thank you, Monday morning." He didn't even mind her correcting him. In fact, he kind of liked it as he ran his fingers through her long brown hair. It was so soft that the motion was putting him to sleep until she answered his semi-hypothetical question.
"I thought about it, a lot actually." Her voice was laced with sleep as his fingers still played with her hair until his next words woke her up.
"Sorry about the bar scene nights." She did her best to keep her breathing even, listening to his heart pound through where she was resting her head on his chest.
"That's not how I really am…at least I don't think I am like that anymore."
"You had to get it out of your system, that's all." Cissnei stated simply, moving her head to gaze up at him with those big brown eyes and this time he didn't want to nor fight to look away. "I knew you'd come back to me, you always do."
"That I do."
A few chosen words did not make this a declaration but Reno was content to sit in the mostly comfortable silence that followed, trying to make his mind ignore how much he wanted those next words that brought it all together, words he'd never thought to hear nor wanted to hear before for him.
"You'll always have me, you know."
There it was. The simple confession. The easy admission of adoration, summed up into those three words: you have me.
"I'll always have you."
As it was meant to be.
The End.
A/N: And so ends my attempt to take a glimpse into Reno's sordid affairs. Please let me know what you think, and thanks for sticking it out.