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Chapter 16 : Spooning Usually Leads To...

Tifa stared at the wall of snow. Reno hadn't seemed too concerned on the phone, just a bit annoyed. But she felt panic welling up inside her. All her belongings were back in her hotel room, and she was supposed to be heading home Sunday night. She chewed on her thumbnail as she wracked her brain. She supposed she should call the hotel and explain. They would probably think she was some sort of dirty stop out for not sleeping in her own hotel room, but she was more worried about her belongings. She skiffed her foot across the floor before tucking one ankle behind the other. She hoped Reno would let her used the phone. She felt like all she'd done for the past 24 hours was ask him for favours. Grumbling slightly, she snapped out of her daze and turned to face Reno. He was leaning lazily against the kitchen counter, his chin resting in his hand as he stared at her with that lopsided grin of his. Tifa blinked in confusion before she suddenly became very self conscious. Pulling at the hem of her t-shirt, she cleared her throat and his eyes focused on hers.

"Urm. Can I use the phone? I gotta call the hotel and let them know I know be back tonight either. Just in case they think I've abandoned my stuff." Reno simply nodded, his grin widening as he watched her tiptoe across to the phone, holding down the bottom of the tshirt. He chuckled softly to herself as she attempted to bend over to dial the number whilst also keeping her modesty in tact. Shaking his head, he crossed the room and headed back into the bedroom. He might as well slam a couple of painkillers before he went back to sleep. Heading into the en suite and opening the medicine cabinet, he located bottle of painkillers and twisted the lid off, tipping two into his hand before knocking them back and taking a swig from his bottle of water. He went to screw the lid back on, before remembering Tifa had complained of a sore head too. He tipped out another two pills into his hand before putting the bottle back in its place. He laid the two painkillers down next to the glass of water he'd gave her not so many hours ago before clambering back into bed, sighing deeply. He rolled onto his stomach and folded his arms under the pillow, listening to the soft tones of Tifa trailing through from the living room.

He chuckled slightly as he listened to her polite phone voice. Before long, he heard her hang up the phone with a loud sigh, followed by the pitter patter of her delicate footsteps. He heard her close the front door over before she headed back to find him. He realised she's stopped in the doorway.

"Really? You're going back to sleep?"

"Nothin' else to do. Unless ya got any suggestions, yo." Reno leant his head to the side on the pillow and opened one eye as Tifa came into view at the side of the bed, her arms crossed under her bust and a rather unimpressed expression on her face.

"Very funny. Some host you are, leaving me awake by myself."

"Hey, your spot is right here." He grinned, reached out one arm and patting the empty space beside him, much like she had done to him last night. She narrowed her eyes slightly but did not budge. She did however, notice the two little pills next to the glass of water.

"What are those?"

"Painkillers. Nothing too spectacular but they'll take the edge off your headache." Reno explained as he curled his arm back under the pillow and nuzzled his face into it, yawning slightly. "You'll find they work better if you take a little nap too."

"How convenient." Tifa couldn't help the corner of her mouth tilting up into a smile as she picked up the two pills and the glass of water. Usually she wouldn't accept strange pills from anyone, but she figured if Reno was gonna drug her, he'd have had ample opportunity last night. She popped them into her mouth and drained the glass before placing it back down with a satisfied sigh. She wiped her mouth with her fingertips as she observed the redhead who had gone silent. The crimson strands of his hair fanned out over his shoulders and she saw his back move slightly with each steady breath. Tifa bit her bottom lip and weighed up her options. Her head was still aching and she would rather wake up a second time with it gone. Against her better judgement, she slipped back into the bed, a low hum sounding in her throat as she felt the warmth below the covers. Turning her back to Reno, she clutched the thick, soft duvet around her and closed her eyes, almost surprised at how relaxed she felt hopping back into bed with the ex-Turk. Maybe she was still a little bit drunk from last night. She didn't even know how long they had slept for. Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt him stir slightly behind her. Neither of them moved for a moment, until Tifa felt an arm snake around her waist. She froze, her eyes opening as she turned her head slightly. She could see the side of his face and various loose strands of hair out the corner of her vision and she felt a sense of deja vu from when she'd woken up earlier. Reno lifted his head slightly so he could look her in the eye.

"Ya don't mind, do ya?" Reno asked softly. Tifa didn't think she'd heard the loud mouthed Turk ever speak so quietly. She continued to stare at him over her shoulder, blinking but otherwise unmoving. "If it's weird, tell me now. But truth is, I slept better last night than I have in a long time with you clinging on to me." He explained, his expression turning sheepish. Tifa felt her heart flutter ever so slightly. She didn't really know what to say in reply, but then she remembered how vulnerable she'd be last night and he hadn't made her feel stupid. The only rejection she got from him was for her own good. Not quite knowing what to say, Tifa settled for simply settling her hand on his and smiling slightly, a small blush creeping up into her cheeks. She felt Reno relax behind her as he smiled in return settling himself back down onto the pillow. She felt him link his hands with hers as his soft breath tickled her ear. This was the strangest holiday she'd ever taken, she didn't ever expect that the ex-Turk would be so open with her. And her with him. She couldn't help a small smile as she closed her eyes.

Because for some reason, Tifa found she didn't seem to mind.

AN : Awww, the fluff. A sleepy, slightly drunk Reno is a cute Reno. I hope this doesn't seem too crazy OOC. I know for a fact that when I'm feeling a bit worse for wear, I want nothing more than to snuggle under the covers with someone. That and the added feeling of a holiday romance vibe is my excuse for why these two are so chilled out. If it seems too unrealistic though, let me know! Sorry this chapter is so short too. Just made sense for the transition.