Two Night Stand
AN: Based on the movie Two Night Stand. I haven't seen the whole thing but I love the premise and the only character I could think of was Reggie. I also cut out most of the filler in the movie (it's a great movie but I only wanted to write the main parts).
"Modern AU. You spend a night with Reggie after meeting online. Now snowed in at his apartment, there's only one thing left for you to do."
The room was dim, darkness meeting your vision as your eyes slowly fluttered open. A soft yawn escaped your lips as you stretched your arms above your head, rising to a seated position. One glance around the room told you that it was definitely not your bedroom. The dark grey curtains were drawn closed to block out the sun, dirty clothes littered the floor, condom wrappers stuffed into the trash can. A shudder wracked your body as you recalled the events from the night before.
Throwing off the smoke colored sheets, you leaned over the side of the bed to collect your clothes. You dressed as quickly as possible and slipped on your shoes before plucking your phone from where it sat on the bedside table and rising to your feet. Tip-toeing through the room, you carefully opened the door and crept out into the hallway. Before you could make it to the front door, an alarm sounded, urging the owner of the apartment to wake up.
You turned around in dread as the dark-haired boy occupying the other side of the bed stirred. He grunted softly, stretching and yawning as you had, before his eyes opened and he took in his surroundings. He raised an angled brow at the sight of you standing in the doorway.
"You leaving?" he asked, his voice gruff with fatigue.
"Uh, yeah," you murmured, shifting your weight back and forth between your legs uncomfortably. "Figured I should get home to my, uh... cat."
"Is that what you usually do?"
It was your turn to raise a brow. "Usually?"
He nodded. "Yeah. Do you usually just leave before your companion even wakes up?"
"You think I do this often enough that I have a routine?"
He shrugged. "Why not?"
You scoffed in offense. "Last night was my first one-night stand. I don't have a usual routine."
A chuckle fell from his lips. "Your first one-night stand? I didn't peg you as a good girl."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
He sat up, grey sheet falling to pool around his waist. You averted your eyes from his chiseled chest. "Who has their first one-night stand meeting a guy online? Don't you know how dangerous that is?"
You rolled your eyes. "You know what? I'm glad it was a one-night stand. Now I never have to see you again. You're an ass."
"Don't let the door hit your innocent butt on the way out," he called as you trudged down the hallway.
Upon reaching the front door, you grasped the handle and turned it violently. The door wouldn't budge. You shoved your entire weight against it, but it remained closed. Standing up on your toes, you saw a blanket of snow nearly as tall as you covering the ground outside, hiding your car and blocking the door.
"Fuck..." you groaned.
Footsteps sounded behind you, coming to a halt a few feet away. "I thought you were leaving."
