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I come bearing a fanfic I wrote for the FMA_fic_contest!
Title: Small Talk
Author: Goldfishlover73
Series: Manga
Word count: 500
Rating: PG
Characters: Riza Hawkeye, Jean Havoc
Summary: It started one night, after a lost bet.
AN: I had to hack and slash this a bit, I hope it doesn't seem too rushed...or confusing...XO
It had started when he had lost a bet and had to stay behind to finish the Colonel’s paper work (which meant, of course, that I also had to stay behind).
“How’s the dog doing?” I jumped at his voice. We had been silent for the first hour, pens scraping against paper being the soft hum that filled the almost awkward silence.
“He’s doing just fine. He’s getting into the habit of trying to get in the shower with me.” I smiled softly as he chuckled.
“I had a dog like that…” and he talked, almost rambling on about nothing in particular. But, I didn’t mind. Soon we went from talking about dogs, to family, and to work (Roy).
The work went by faster and before I knew it, he was walking with me home, eyes bright with excitement when he told me about something stupid he did when he was seventeen.
When we reached my building, his voice trailed off and we stood staring at each other for a few seconds. “Oh…uh…sorry Lieutenant…”he grinned sheepishly, “I didn’t mean to follow you home…” he flashed me a cheeky grin, before shrugging and giving a small wave as he walked away.
I watched him in the street light as he walked. And God help me I sighed, “Second Lieutenant Havoc!” I called, making him spin on his heel. He looked at me with bright eyes. We stared at each other for a few moments before he shrugged and made his way back towards me, opening the door for me, following behind into the building.
III
We agreed: Sex. It’s all it was. He whole heartedly agreed (men). It was always at my place, after work, after talking (he blames it on not having a girlfriend).
Six months into it, he started spending the night (occasionally). If it was rainy, or an exhausting day, he would fall asleep at my side.
I would ignore the way he held me those nights. This was only physical. I ignored the way he inhaled deeply into my hair before he settles down for sleep against me.
Though I couldn’t ignore the soft kiss on my neck before I would drift to sleep.
III
He smiles at me now, hands gripping the sheets. His once vibrant eyes trail back down to his dead legs.
“I can get through this, ya know.” He whispers once Colonel Mustang has starts snoring. His voice startles me the same way it did that first night, in the office. “Will you be here?” He sounds so small, as he glances up to me with a small, sad smile.
I freeze, no longer able to ignore it. I stare wide-eyed at him, and he laughs. Leaning back eyes closing. “My bad, I got attached.”
I stood there, unable to tear my eyes off his face. As he opens his eyes, and all the life has been sucked out of them, like his legs, I realize that there is more to repair than just his legs…
I hope you all like ^_^
I come bearing a fanfic I wrote for the FMA_fic_contest!
Title: Small Talk
Author: Goldfishlover73
Series: Manga
Word count: 500
Rating: PG
Characters: Riza Hawkeye, Jean Havoc
Summary: It started one night, after a lost bet.
AN: I had to hack and slash this a bit, I hope it doesn't seem too rushed...or confusing...XO
It had started when he had lost a bet and had to stay behind to finish the Colonel’s paper work (which meant, of course, that I also had to stay behind).
“How’s the dog doing?” I jumped at his voice. We had been silent for the first hour, pens scraping against paper being the soft hum that filled the almost awkward silence.
“He’s doing just fine. He’s getting into the habit of trying to get in the shower with me.” I smiled softly as he chuckled.
“I had a dog like that…” and he talked, almost rambling on about nothing in particular. But, I didn’t mind. Soon we went from talking about dogs, to family, and to work (Roy).
The work went by faster and before I knew it, he was walking with me home, eyes bright with excitement when he told me about something stupid he did when he was seventeen.
When we reached my building, his voice trailed off and we stood staring at each other for a few seconds. “Oh…uh…sorry Lieutenant…”he grinned sheepishly, “I didn’t mean to follow you home…” he flashed me a cheeky grin, before shrugging and giving a small wave as he walked away.
I watched him in the street light as he walked. And God help me I sighed, “Second Lieutenant Havoc!” I called, making him spin on his heel. He looked at me with bright eyes. We stared at each other for a few moments before he shrugged and made his way back towards me, opening the door for me, following behind into the building.
III
We agreed: Sex. It’s all it was. He whole heartedly agreed (men). It was always at my place, after work, after talking (he blames it on not having a girlfriend).
Six months into it, he started spending the night (occasionally). If it was rainy, or an exhausting day, he would fall asleep at my side.
I would ignore the way he held me those nights. This was only physical. I ignored the way he inhaled deeply into my hair before he settles down for sleep against me.
Though I couldn’t ignore the soft kiss on my neck before I would drift to sleep.
III
He smiles at me now, hands gripping the sheets. His once vibrant eyes trail back down to his dead legs.
“I can get through this, ya know.” He whispers once Colonel Mustang has starts snoring. His voice startles me the same way it did that first night, in the office. “Will you be here?” He sounds so small, as he glances up to me with a small, sad smile.
I freeze, no longer able to ignore it. I stare wide-eyed at him, and he laughs. Leaning back eyes closing. “My bad, I got attached.”
I stood there, unable to tear my eyes off his face. As he opens his eyes, and all the life has been sucked out of them, like his legs, I realize that there is more to repair than just his legs…
I hope you all like ^_^