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Chapter 15 : That's Not The Kind Of AVALANCHE I'm Used To

Tifa's eyes felt like they were glued shut and her mouth felt like a dry, dusty wasteland. She tried to open her eyes, but was instantly hit with a pounding headache. She groaned as she clenched her eyes shut before attempting to open them again but slowly this time. She had a moment of panic that she'd gone blind due to too much alcohol before she realised the room was just pitch black. She searched through her memories of the previous day.

Okay, I went snowboarding. After a few runs, I decided to take a different path. I ran into a Bandersnatch. Then I got stuck under a tree. How did I get out from under it? Aw yeah, a guy helped me. And we came back to his place because I couldn't get home. So, that's where I am sussed out. Tifa mentally applauded herself for being able to think through this headache. She started relaxing into the pillow when more memories flooded her mind and her eyes snapped open wide. Almost at the same time as she remembered who had saved her, she felt an arm tighten round her waist. Biting her bottom lip to keep from crying out, Tifa tried to glance over her shoulder but to no avail. It was too dark, and she couldn't see probably without moving, which might wake her companion up. Tifa frantically searched her memories.

Oh gods. It's Reno. I'm in bed with Reno. But we didn't...? She mentally checked herself over and noticed she wasn't suffering from any telltale aches. She relaxed slightly. No. We didn't have sex. But I remember kissing him. A lot. Oh gods, I was in charge. And it was kinda hot. Okay, it was a lot hot. So why didn't it go any further? Tifa bit her bottom lip when she noticed the faint outline of a glass of water beside her as her eyes adjusted slightly to the darkness. She couldn't help but groan out loud as the next part of the night came back in blurry sections. Oh gods. I puked on him. And the floor. And in the toilet. Oh gods. Despite the fact that she was in the dark already, Tifa pulled the thick duvet over her head in shame. It had been a long time since she had been sick with drink. And how embarrassing that she actually threw up ON someone. That still didn't explain how she was in the same bed as him.

Her thoughts were interrupted as her bed mate shuffled closer, sighing softly against her ear. Despite herself, a little shiver of pleasure crept down her back. Reno must have felt her squirm because she felt him stir a little. She could almost hear the lazy smile on his face as he spoke.

"Good morning lil Miss Lightweight. How did you sleep?"

"Uh, fine." She croaked, the dryness in her throat feeling more apparent. She was too busy wallowing in shame to chastise him for the little nickname. She felt him draw his arm back from her waist and she found herself surprised that she suddenly missed the comforting touch. She rolled over to face him, although she could only make out his hair and his eyes in the dark. He turned his head slightly to smile at her, his teeth showing through the darkness.

"That's good. How's the head?"

"It hurts like hell. But that's my own fault."

"Yeah, I'm feelin' pretty rough myself. Quite possibly still drunk actually." Reno drawled as he yawned, extending his arms up into the air as he stretched. Tifa remained curled into a slightly fetal position as she watched him.

"You don't sound rough."

"I have a lot more practise at being hungover than you do." He stated, folding his arms behind his head. Tifa drew the covers around her neck.

"Reno?"

"Mmm?"

"Why am I in your bed? I know we didn't..."

"Naw. We didn't. Not for your lack of tryin' though." He teased. Tifa groaned loudly and pulled the duvet back over her head. Reno laughed. "Aw c'mon, I'm just jokin' with ya. You gotta learn to laugh at these things, Lockhart."

"Maybe I'll be able to laugh about it in a few years." She grumbled, earning another laugh from Reno. "You didn't answer my question though."

"You asked me to stay, yo."

"I asked you?"

"Yeah. You pulled out the big puppy dog eyes and everythin'." Reno informed her as she groaned again from behind the duvet. "This was after you got trapped in yer own top of course." The duvet flew back and Reno could see her wide eyes even in the dark.

"I what?!"

"Got stuck."

"In my top?"

"In your top."

"Oh gods, what did you do?"

"I helped ya out of it. All gentlemanly like." Reno grinned. "And I mean that. No gropin' or nothing. Even when you started bouncin' about on my bed with no top on." his grin grew wider as Tifa flung the duvet back over her head in shame, whining quietly about how unfair life is and thrashing around slightly. She stopped suddenly and the muffled voice spoke again.

"Reno?"

"Yep?"

"Why don't I have anything on the bottom half apart from underwear?"

"Oh, that was yer own doin'. You weren't satisfied with teasin' me to death by flashin' your bra at me, so you decided I needed a look at your panties as well." Reno stifled a laugh as the thrashing under the covers started again. Tifa wished the ground would just swallow her up.

"I am sooo sorry." Tifa whined from her duvet fortress. Reno rolled into his side and propped his head up on his hand, before gently prodding the lump of covers beside him. She squeaked slightly and stopped moving but she didn't reappear.

"Hey Teef."

"What?"

"How come ya had matchin' undies on, yo." He queried, practicality feeling her stiffen beside him. "I heard that chicks only save that shit for when they know they're gettin' some." He grinned again as the duvet flew off and Tifa huffed at him.

"I did not expect to be 'gettin some', as you so eloquently put it. Sometime I just wanna wear nice underwear for me." Tifa's face was on fire. She was grateful for the lack of light. Reno chuckled.

"Fair enough. I wasn't complainin'. Even if I was spendin' my time tryin' to cover it up. I'm usually the one tryin' to take it off." He smirked, his eyes shining with mischief. Tifa rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, well, I don't think that's a great idea."

"Yeah, I figured you'd feel that way. I did warn ya."

"What?"

"Last night. I stopped cause I didn't want ya to regret what happened in the mornin'." Reno reminded her. Tifa rolled onto her side to face him, looking down sheepishly.

"No. Uh. I meant... Cause I feel a bit nauseated and I wouldn't wanna throw up on you. Again."

"Aw." Reno paused. He'd assumed she would wake up and proclaim it all a horrible mistake. He wasn't so proud that he usually worried if the person he slept with suffered from a hint of regret in the morning. As long as a good time was had by both parties, he was generally pretty happy. But here she was, still in bed with him, not running for the hills despite the fact that they hadn't actually slept together. Reno couldn't help the little flutter in his stomach as he looked at her. "Well. Yeah. That too."

"Yeah."

They both trailed off into a slightly awkward silence as they both rolled onto their backs to stare at the ceiling. Reno rubbed his eyes slightly before sitting up.

"What time is it anyways? It shouldn't still be this dark, yo." He mused aloud before pulling back the covers and putting his feet on the cold hardwood floor. Tifa felt the cold rush under the duvet as he removed himself from the bed and she pulled the covers around herself a little more tightly. Reno padded over to the small window by the door and opened his curtains. Tifa was confused when no light filled the room as she'd expected. Reno was obviously just as confused as he crossed the room to pop the lamp back on. A dull orange glow filled the room, and Tifa was grateful it wasn't any brighter. Her head was still pounding. Reno walked back to his window and grabbed the bottom just above the sill and tugged. He strained slightly as his window refused to budge. Putting a bit more strength into it, he tugged at the window once more.

Tifa sat sat up as she heard him yelp loudly, and her eyes widened as she saw why. Snow had fallen in the open space when Reno had opened the window and he now raced to shut it again, his feet covered in the freezing white stuff. Tifa couldn't help but giggle as she watched him slam the window shut and jump backwards across the room, shaking his feet. Reno looked at her incredulously.

"That's a lot of fuckin' snow. What the hell is goin' on?"

"Isn't that normal?"

"Hell naw." Reno seemed perplexed. He stared blankly ahead before cursing and bolting out the room. Tifa warred with herself over whether or not to get out of bed and face the cold air, but when she heard him loudly cursing from the next room, she had to find out what was wrong. Delicately putting her bare feet down onto the cool floor, she tiptoed slowly to the doorway. She looked around and spotted Reno in the small hallway, the open door in front of him. Only it didn't look open. A wall of white reached top to bottom, blocking any view of outside. Tifa raised her hands to her mouth.

"Reno? Why is the snow above the door?"

"I have no fuckin' idea." He stared open-mouthed at the wall of white in front of him, before turning round and jogging into the kitchen. Picking up his PHS, he tried to dial a number but couldn't even get a dial tone. Cursing again, he bolted across the living room, clearing the couch in a single leap as he grabbed at the small, old fashioned landline phone that Tifa hadn't even noticed. She went back to staring at the front door as she heard Reno dial a number.

"Hey, Josh? S'Reno. Wanna tell me why I have a brand new front door made entirely of snow?" Reno barked. Tifa leaned round the doorframe to watch him, hiding herself slightly since she still wore just her underwear and the baggy tshirt Reno had given her. It came down to mid thigh but she still felt exposed, even though Reno himself only had sweatpants on. She felt a pit of dread opening in her stomach as she watched Reno's shoulders drop.

"What happened?"

"An avalanche." Reno called over his shoulder, not turning to face her has he pressed the receiver against his ear. "What? No, I'm not alone. None of yer fuckin' business, Josh. Well, yeah. Obviously. How long?! Aw, fuck. Right. Yeah I know it can't be helped. Keep me updated." Reno trailed off as he hung up the receiver, his hand still resting on it. Tifa took a tentative step out out of the bedroom.

"Reno? What does this mean?"

"it means we're stuck in here until at least tomorrow." Reno said in an even tone. Tifa couldn't help but groan slightly. She covered her face wth her hands. Of all the time to be trapped with someone, did it have to be when she'd embarrassed herself so fully?

Reno let go of the receiver and folded his arms across his bare chest. This was not the way he expected to be spending his weekend. His head was still pounding so he decided to take care of that first. He shuffled into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, noting that it was the last one. Thankfully, the garage was attached to the side of the house and he had plenty more there. Reno was glad that he was at least prepared. He unscrewed the lid and tipped his head back, gulping down the cool liquid. When he'd almost finished it, he replaced the cap and ran his hand across his mouth. There was nothing else for it. He was just gonna need to suck it up and entertain himself until they were dug out. He decided that even though he didn't really know what time it was, there was no point being up and about so early if he couldn't even leave the house, so he turned to head back to his bedroom. He stopped in his tracks at the vision in the doorway. Tifa was leaning against the doorframe, chewing absently at her nails as she stared off into space towards the front door, her free arm wrapped around her waist. The baggy tshirt he had given her skimmed her mid thigh, showing off the majority of her long, toned legs. He noticed she was standing on her tiptoes in her bare feet. Her long hair fell about her shoulders in the way that only bed head could, yet somehow she looked sexy as hell. Even more so that she hadn't even noticed him looking at her. His mind flashed back to her comment in bed this morning and how she wasn't actually repulsed by him. He couldn't have stopped the grin that spread across his face even if he wanted to.

Maybe being snowed in with a gorgeous girl wasn't going to be the worst weekend ever.

AN : The horror of waking up in an unfamiliar bed before you remember events of the night before! I have a terrible habit of stealing random beds if I'm at a house party. No funny stuff, I just like to know I'm comfy and safe from having my face attacked with a marker pen. My friends are mean like that XD so I've had a couple of mornings where I've woken up (alone, might I add) and had a severe wtf moment before I realise where I am.

Also, avalanches. I guess only a large amount of whisky would help you to sleep through that haha :)

Also, when Reno is diving around the living room, picture the episode of Friends where Chandler is running around Monica's apartment in excitement and he clears the couch completely when running from one end of the room to the other. That's what I visualised when I was writing it haha

Many thanks to my new followed and all you guys reading! I'm still curious whether or not I should post the rather lemony chapter I've written. Hmm. Let me know what you think!