7. Heaven
Reno sighed in bliss, snuggling into his favorite chair. A knitted afghan in violent colors was tossed across his feet as he grabbed his latest Novel, grinning as he opened to a marked page.
Here, sitting at home with his underground rock playing as loud as he could get it, a cup of peppermint tea in his hands, and a great book, he was happy. Now all he needed was his Lover to come back, and it would be perfect.
Rude opened the door, little swirls of snow following him as he took off his scarf. It too was a vibrant color scheme, and he smiled. Reno, the most insane Turk since Vincent Valentine, loved to knit and do crafty things. He shrugged off his coat to find Reno in the living room, reading his book. He turned the music down, grinning as Reno all but flew at him.
Now, he was in Heaven.