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Title: Slumber
Pairing: RoyxRiza
Rating: G
It was quiet in the office for once. Roy had never realized just how much noise his subordinates caused…until they were gone. Roy sighed as he gazed out of his window, his head resting on his hand. The only one left was…
Riza Hawkeye.
His brown eyes drifted over to the blonde woman sitting by the window. He raised an eyebrow as he noticed what she was doing.
‘That can’t be right. Is Riza…actually sleeping,’ he thought. His gloved hand dropped to the desk in shock. He had worked with Riza for as long as he could remember and he had never seen her fall asleep. Roy couldn’t help but smile as he watched her.
Her blonde hair was pulled back in a bun but still a few wisps of hair escaped; caressing her pale features. Even in her sleep she had a slight scowl on her face…as if displeased with something. ‘But it’s softer somehow,’ he thought.
As if sensing his stares Riza opened her eyes halfway to glare at Roy, “Can I help you sir,” she asked.
Roy chuckled, “No just keep sleeping. It gives me a chance to relax as well,” he said leaning back in his chair.
The woman frowned and sat up, fully awake now. She pushed her chair back and stood up; walking over to the colonel. He smiled at her but she continued to glare at him. The staring contest seemed to last for forever but it was only a few minutes before Riza finally sighed and averted her eyes from Roy’s intense stare, “You’re impossible.”
Roy reached up and caressed Riza’s cheek, brushing her loose blonde hair out of her face, “And you should go back to sleep…you’re cute when you aren’t holding me at gunpoint to do my work.”
“I can’t do that sir.”
Roy raised an eyebrow, “And why is that?”
“Because there’s nothing I enjoy more than watching you work.”
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Title: Vanilla
Pairing: RoyxRiza
Rating: G
Riza set the coffee mug in front of the colonel. Like most men he liked his coffee pure, straight black. No sugar, no milk, no NOTHING. Riza couldn’t help but smile to herself as the man brought the coffee mug to his lips. She regretted it however when he actually caught the smile and set the mug down.
“What are you grinning about?”
Luckily she was a master at the poker face, “N-nothing.” Riza blinked and blushed, ‘Did I just stutter…and blush,’ she thought incredulously.
Roy raised an eyebrow, his senses warning him something was not right here, “Riza…what did you do.”
“Nothing, absolutely nothing, sir,” she said as her eyes drifted towards the coffee mug. She mentally cursed herself; she never acted like this!
Roy glanced at his coffee mug and then back at Riza, “Did you do something to my coffee?”
“Why would you think that sir?”
“You just…you just looked at it funny,” he said, realizing how stupid that sounded as he said it.
Riza rolled her eyes, she was getting her thing back, “There is nothing wrong with your coffee, sir. I brewed it myself and I made sure Hughes didn’t touch it.”
The colonel shivered…remembering the last time someone other than Riza had made his coffee, ‘Never again,’ he thought. He sighed and picked up his mug. He sipped it as Riza watched in anticipation. He frowned as he pulled the mug away and looked to Riza, “You put something in my coffee didn’t you?”
“Vanilla, sir.”
Roy blinked and looked back to his mug. ‘I thought it had smelled familiar,’ he thought. He inhaled the scent and cracked a smile, ‘It smells like her.’ He picked the mug up and drank deeply, the trace amounts of vanilla mingling on his taste buds just as the person he associated with them lingered on his mind.
“I thought you took your coffee black, sir,” Riza asked.
He set the mug down and started ruffling through papers, “There’s always room for a little change Riza.”
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Pairing: RoyxRiza
Rating: G
It was quiet in the office for once. Roy had never realized just how much noise his subordinates caused…until they were gone. Roy sighed as he gazed out of his window, his head resting on his hand. The only one left was…
Riza Hawkeye.
His brown eyes drifted over to the blonde woman sitting by the window. He raised an eyebrow as he noticed what she was doing.
‘That can’t be right. Is Riza…actually sleeping,’ he thought. His gloved hand dropped to the desk in shock. He had worked with Riza for as long as he could remember and he had never seen her fall asleep. Roy couldn’t help but smile as he watched her.
Her blonde hair was pulled back in a bun but still a few wisps of hair escaped; caressing her pale features. Even in her sleep she had a slight scowl on her face…as if displeased with something. ‘But it’s softer somehow,’ he thought.
As if sensing his stares Riza opened her eyes halfway to glare at Roy, “Can I help you sir,” she asked.
Roy chuckled, “No just keep sleeping. It gives me a chance to relax as well,” he said leaning back in his chair.
The woman frowned and sat up, fully awake now. She pushed her chair back and stood up; walking over to the colonel. He smiled at her but she continued to glare at him. The staring contest seemed to last for forever but it was only a few minutes before Riza finally sighed and averted her eyes from Roy’s intense stare, “You’re impossible.”
Roy reached up and caressed Riza’s cheek, brushing her loose blonde hair out of her face, “And you should go back to sleep…you’re cute when you aren’t holding me at gunpoint to do my work.”
“I can’t do that sir.”
Roy raised an eyebrow, “And why is that?”
“Because there’s nothing I enjoy more than watching you work.”
~(*)~
Title: Vanilla
Pairing: RoyxRiza
Rating: G
Riza set the coffee mug in front of the colonel. Like most men he liked his coffee pure, straight black. No sugar, no milk, no NOTHING. Riza couldn’t help but smile to herself as the man brought the coffee mug to his lips. She regretted it however when he actually caught the smile and set the mug down.
“What are you grinning about?”
Luckily she was a master at the poker face, “N-nothing.” Riza blinked and blushed, ‘Did I just stutter…and blush,’ she thought incredulously.
Roy raised an eyebrow, his senses warning him something was not right here, “Riza…what did you do.”
“Nothing, absolutely nothing, sir,” she said as her eyes drifted towards the coffee mug. She mentally cursed herself; she never acted like this!
Roy glanced at his coffee mug and then back at Riza, “Did you do something to my coffee?”
“Why would you think that sir?”
“You just…you just looked at it funny,” he said, realizing how stupid that sounded as he said it.
Riza rolled her eyes, she was getting her thing back, “There is nothing wrong with your coffee, sir. I brewed it myself and I made sure Hughes didn’t touch it.”
The colonel shivered…remembering the last time someone other than Riza had made his coffee, ‘Never again,’ he thought. He sighed and picked up his mug. He sipped it as Riza watched in anticipation. He frowned as he pulled the mug away and looked to Riza, “You put something in my coffee didn’t you?”
“Vanilla, sir.”
Roy blinked and looked back to his mug. ‘I thought it had smelled familiar,’ he thought. He inhaled the scent and cracked a smile, ‘It smells like her.’ He picked the mug up and drank deeply, the trace amounts of vanilla mingling on his taste buds just as the person he associated with them lingered on his mind.
“I thought you took your coffee black, sir,” Riza asked.
He set the mug down and started ruffling through papers, “There’s always room for a little change Riza.”
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