There's No Business Like Snow Business

Riley licked his top lip in concentration as he stroked the keys on his laptop without looking. It was the only sound that filled he and Rocco's quiet hotel room. Since Riley had Netflix on his laptop, they hadn't bothered turning the mounted flat screen TV on. Lying on his stomach at the foot of the bed, Riley crossed his ankles in the air, working on his latest story. He wore a gray v-neck, Spider-Man briefs and his glasses, nothing more. It was nearly noon, but he still had a case of bed hair. Since they were snowed in, neither of them were in a rush to get out of bed. Riley looked adorkable, but to his boyfriend he couldn't have been sexier.

Behind Riley, Rocco was laying on top of the covers with one hand behind his head against the pillow, using the other to iMessage his twin brother. He wore a pair of Nike sweat shorts and black ankle socks.

Rocco had felt pretty shitty that Riley ended up getting stranded with him, especially since Riley had only surprised him by flying out for the Royal Rumble pay per view the day before. Riley assured him it was okay, though. "There's no one I'd rather be stranded in a snow storm with than you." Riley had cooed, standing on his toes to reassure Rocco with a kiss.

Besides, Riley's older brother Alex was anxious enough for the both of them. He was constantly texting Riley, making sure that they had plenty of water, and that they hadn't frozen to death. Finally, Riley turned his phone off. He really didn't mind. He rarely got to spend quality time with his man, and he was able to work from anywhere thanks to his laptop. Plus he trusted the girls to keep Pip alive while he was away. Maybe not themselves, but Pip at least.

Riley began to envision a scenario in which Dianna mistook Ryan's incense for herbs and mixed some of it into her pasta sauce. She proceeded to ask Parisa to taste test it, but just before the brunette placed her red lips to the ladle, Rocco broke their comfortable silence, bringing Riley back to reality. "You hungry, baby?" Rocco asked, locking his phone and setting it face down on his abs.

Riley glanced over his shoulder at Rocco and pursed his lips in thought. "A little." he decided. "Do you wanna order some room service?"

"Nah," Rocco told him, checking his phone again to see if his brother had texted back yet. "Colby, Brent and the girls are gonna walk to a deli for lunch and he asked if we wanted to tag along."

Riley rolled onto his hip, twisting his torso to look at Rocco head on. "You wanna go out in the storm?" he asked, slightly alarmed.

Rocco couldn't help but chuckle. "Babe, it's barely even snowing right now! Don't be such a wuss." the Italian man teased. Riley rolled his hazel eyes, playfully shoving Rocco's shoulder with his foot. Rocco grabbed Riley's foot in defense, absentmindedly and affectionately stroking the top of it with his thumb as he texted his brother telling him to wait for them. Once he hit send, Rocco tossed his phone aside and sat up. Riley rolling onto his butt as Rocco began to crawl towards him, smirking. "Don't worry, I'll keep you warm." Rocco promised, giving him a quick kiss.

"You know what would really warm me up?" Riley grinned.

"What?" Rocco asked, rubbing the tip of his nose against Riley's.

"A nice, hot, steamy shower." Riley suggested, biting his bottom lip.

"Mmm, that does sound nice." Rocco agreed. "You can help me wash all these gains." he joked, bouncing his pecs to make Riley laugh.

Rocco gave Riley another quick kiss and climbed off of the bed. Riley rolled back onto his stomach to save his progress, and Rocco gave Riley's upturned ass a hard slap before making his way to the bathroom, peeling off his socks. "Wait for me!" Riley whined, slamming his laptop shut and pulling his shirt over his head as he followed his boyfriend into the shower.

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After their shower, the boys got dressed and went downstairs to meet the others in the hotel lobby. They were all dressed accordingly for the snow storm. Ariana wore a crochet newsboy cap, a pea coat, and thigh high leather boots over dark wash skinny jeans. Khloe was just as fashionable, wearing a slouchy beige knit cap, a leather jacket and a Burberry scarf, black skinnies, and block heel booties. They made sure their men were dressed for the cold, too - Brent in a toggle coat and trapper hat, and Colby in a pea coat with a popped collar. Both of them wore cuffed jeans and boots. Riley waved a kitten mitten clad hand at them and smiled, wearing a dark green parka and ear muffs. Rocco was right behind him, wearing a quilted overshirt, a knit skull cap, cuffed slim fit jeans, and brown boots.

Colby checked his phone just to see how long it'd taken them. "It's about time. We were about to leave you." he lied, slipping his cell back into his coat pocket. Colby was slightly annoyed with his brother for making them wait, even though the others didn't mind. Except for Ariana; bitch was hungry.

Rocco looked to Riley and they tried to stifle their grins. The shower they shared had been well worth making the others wait. "I'm sorry it takes me longer to get ready, I'm not a minute man like you." Rocco retorted in his own defense.

"Rocco, be nice to your brother." Riley immediately chastised. At exactly the same time, the twins huffed and rolled their chocolate eyes.

"Don't worry," Khloe told the others, stroking her hand up Colby's thick neck to his square jaw. "He just gets a wittle gwumpy when he's hungwy." she said in a baby voice, pinching his cheek to embarrass him. Colby scowled, pulling his face away from her hand.

"Let's just go." he sighed, making a beeline for the front entrance. Sucking her teeth, Ariana was right behind him.

"Babe, wait!" Brent called, hurrying after her. Rolling her hazelnut eyes and laughing, Khloe followed, and so did Rocco and Riley.

The couples caught up with one another outside of the hotel, pairing off as they trekked through the crunchy snow to the deli. Colby noticed Rocco and Riley talking quietly among themselves, a little farther ahead than the others. "Hey, hold up a sec." he said, keeping his eyes trained on the couple as he held his arm out in front of Brent, stopping him in his tracks. The girls also stopped, looking to Colby to see what was wrong.

He let Rocco and Riley walk ahead, neither of them seeming to notice. "It's so cooold!" Riley playfully whined, shivering as he rubbed his gloved hands together for warmth. The blizzard was especially hard on him, being a California boy, born and bred. Rocco was used to it, though.

"Aww, babe" he chuckled sympathetically. Rocco wrapped his arm around Riley and rubbed his hand up and down his shoulder, trying to warm him up. Riley moved closer to his boyfriend and wrapped his arm around his waist, snuggling up beside him. He looked up and Rocco was smiling down at him. The taller man leaned in and Riley craned his neck, meeting Rocco halfway for a kiss. They had completely forgotten about the others, when suddenly Rocco was pelted in the temple with a snowball that splattered upon impact, sloshing Riley's glasses.

Riley gasped and Rocco's chiseled jaw dropped mid-kiss. They both looked over their shoulders and saw the quartet standing several yards behind them, trying their best not to laugh - and failing. "Bull's-eye." Colby chuckled to Brent, who snickered.

Rocco touched his fingertips to his temple and pulled them back to look at the snow as if it were blood. His mouth was still hanging open, and he scoffed in disbelief. "Oh, you're dead!" Rocco promised. He made a beeline for his twin brother, reaching down to scoop up a handful of snow. Colby and Khloe and Brent and Ariana scattered in opposite directions, Rocco going after his twin.

Brent and Ariana split up, and as the Latino circled back around, Riley was patting together a snowball of his own. The snow was so cold it burned his hands, but Riley didn't care. Biting down on his bottom lip he took aim, and Riley grunted when he launched the snowball towards Brent.

The Latino saw it coming and effortlessly twisted his torso, the snowball grazing his shoulder, before snatching up a fistful of snow and returning fire. His aim was way off, but Brent chuckled nevertheless and stomped away as quickly as he could in the snow before Riley could fashion another snowball. "Catch me if you can!" Brent called over his shoulder, laughing.

Riley started to take off after him, but his body lurched when he was pelted in the back with snowball after snowball. Behind him, Ariana and Khloe giggled, digging into the snow for more ammo. While the girls were patting the snow into spheres, Ariana saw the twins charging towards them in her peripheral. Screaming, she dropped the snow and ran, but Khloe wasn't as quick. With Colby cradling two armfuls of snowballs, Rocco grabbed two at a time and bombed her. The blonde screamed, twisting her body and holding out her hands to protect herself before skipping away in the snow like a deer. Rocco grabbed another snowball and jogged towards Riley, while Colby cradled the few remaining ones against his chest and ran after Ariana, who grabbed Brent and ducked behind him.

Rocco grinned as he came to a stop near his boyfriend, tossing the snowball up and catching it in his palm like a baseball. He wiggled his brows menacingly. "Babe, don't!" Riley pouted, poking out his bottom lip.

Rocco sucked his teeth, rolling his chocolate eyes. "Fiiiine!" he sighed, lowering his snowball. He pressed his free hand to the small of Riley's back and pulled him close. Riley smiled giddily and stood on his toes, throwing his arms around Rocco's neck, kissing him. A kiss he quickly broke in order to gasp when Rocco smashed the snowball over his head. While Riley stood in shock with his jaw hanging open, Rocco laughed and turned to run before he could retaliate, skidding across the snow.

He didn't make it very far before Riley jumped on his back, both men toppling to the ground. With Riley straddling him, Rocco rolled onto his side, spitting out a mouthful of snow. "Eat it!" Riley demanded, giggling as he rubbed more snow over Rocco's mouth, though he did his best to keep his lips clamped tightly together, laughter snorting through his nose.

Nearby, Colby intercepted Brent who was running from the girls and tackled him to the ground. Ariana and Khloe dog piled their men, Ariana sliding off of Brent's back onto the snow. With her body pumping adrenaline, she looked up at the cloudy afternoon sky and laughed, feeling like a little girl. Without a care in the world, Ariana swung her arms and legs, making a snow angel like she'd always wanted to, but never got the chance to do growing up in Albuquerque.

After a moment, Ariana's smile began to fade. Furrowing her brow, she carefully sat up in the snow. "Okay, so. Snow melts." she nodded in understanding. "And then you're stuck with wet clothes..." Ariana realized. Brent offered his hand to the Latina to help her feet. When she stood, the back of her jeans were soaked from laying in the snow.

"Yeah," Riley concurred, looking down at his wet cat mittens. "My hands are cold. Really, really cold, ow." he winced, wiggled his numb digits. Chuckling, Rocco peeled Riley's mittens off at the wrist and took the smaller mans hands in his, rubbing them to warm him back up.

"I think I need to go back to the room and change." Krystal told the others. She looked over her shoulder and reached back to pat her gloved hands against her damp backside, an uncomfortable grimace etched across her face. She couldn't eat lunch with a soggy cookie.

Playfully, Brent rolled his eyes. "I guess that means I'm springing for room service!" he announced with a laugh.

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After changing into dryer, more comfortable clothes, the couples regrouped in Brent and Ariana's hotel room. Riley even brought his laptop so they could watch something on his Netflix account, and he nervously chuckled while scrolling through suggestions based on all the geeky shit he usually watched. "Don't mind that stuff, my room mates..." he had tried to lie before settling on something they all could enjoy, blushing. Meanwhile, Brent placed an order for pizzas, Buffalo wings, and salads.

"You sure you don't want a bite?" Rocco tempted his boyfriend, waving a slice of meat lover's pizza under Riley's nostrils. He'd been trying to convince his boyfriend to give up vegetarianism because he didn't think it was healthy, but Riley resisted his attempts.

Scowling, the smaller man swallowed a mouthful of salad before speaking. "Babe, stop!" Riley complained, shoving his boyfriend's wrist away. Rocco's deep laugh was muffled when he shoved the slice of pizza into his own mouth, continuing to snicker as he chewed. Riley pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he glared at the man-child, pretending to be annoyed.

Beside them, Khloe also sat on the carpet against the foot of the bed. Her half-eaten bowl of salad laid beside her, and she smiled to herself as she stared down at her engagement ring, twisting the 3-carat diamond upright on her manicured ring finger with her thumb. She ignored the movie, daydreaming about her upcoming wedding to the man of her dreams instead.

Speaking of Colby, he reached down beside her to grab another slice of pizza and shoved it into his open mouth, his wide eyes glued to the screen as he lounged on his side across the foot of the bed. Behind him, Ariana and Brent were cuddled up against the headboard. The Latina quickly chewed and swallowed a chicken wing before sucking the sauce off of each one of her fingers. She was just as engrossed in the movie as Colby was, unaware that Brent was watching her. He let out a laugh and rubbed his hand up and down her arm, pulling her close. Like Riley with Rocco, he couldn't think of anyone better to be stranded in a snow storm with.

None of them could.