Prompt 228, Plead, "Convincing Arguments"
Title: Convincing Arguments
Author: Goldfishlover73
Word Count: 466
Rating: PG
Characters: Havoc, Hawkeye, Havocai
Summary: It's time to make your choice. Do you want 'this' to be something more?
Author's Notes: This might seem a little confusing/ambiguous at first.
His elbows rested on his knees, his thumb and forefinger holding his face. “I don’t understand what the big deal is.” Havoc ran a hand through his hair; his heart was beating fast in chest. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. “It’s not…it’s not like anyone has to know.” A sad smile spread over his face as he dared to look up at Hawkeye.
She was sitting cross legged in a chair adjacent to her sofa (where he was sitting). Her hands were in her lap, her brow slightly creased.
“What about our jobs?” Dishonorable Discharge echoed loudly in the back of his head.
“You think we’d get caught?” It came out with a laugh of disbelief. “We work for Mustang, not getting caught doing something that could get us Dishonorably Discharged is what our job is.” He cringed at Mustang’s name. He knew Mustang had…something going on with Hawkeye. It wasn’t physical as she never batted an eye when the rumors of him and women started circulating the office. But she was always so good at covering her emotions.
Like right now. “Most people wouldn’t even realize what was going on.” Her eyes were soft.
“Working together would make it even easier.”
“I doubt it.”
Close proximity, not allowed to touch. It would drive Havoc insane. It already was.
“When people see us out, they will assume it has to do with some crazy plan Mustang has brewing.” Mustang’s name again. It left a dirty taste in his mouth.
“What about the General?” it was asked softly, timid.
She wasn’t looking at him anymore. He inwardly cursed.
“He doesn’t have to know.”
“He’ll know. He knows everything-”
“He doesn’t have to know this.”
“But this is-”
“As long as we’re careful…”
They were silent. Hawkeye uncrossed her legs, crossing them again.
“It’s just…I really like you. And-and I don’t want this to be just…” there was a pregnant pause. “What it is.”
What they were? Havoc didn’t have a clue what they were. A few one night stands…but one night stands were only one night but it’s been six times already…
“I want to give us a chance.”
Hawkeye looked back up to him. He frowned slightly. He buried his head in his fingers again. This is never going to work. He felt the couch sink slightly before he felt her warm, slender, slightly calloused fingers pry his hand away from his hand, lacing her fingers in his. He looked up at her bright eyes.
“Please?”
He swallowed thickly. He gripped her fingers tightly as he moved in to her. His body on fire as his heart slammed into his rib cage.
“Yeah.” He whispered before his eyes fluttered shut, his lips brushing hers.
He could feel her excitement, her happiness, in her kiss.
Author: Goldfishlover73
Word Count: 466
Rating: PG
Characters: Havoc, Hawkeye, Havocai
Summary: It's time to make your choice. Do you want 'this' to be something more?
Author's Notes: This might seem a little confusing/ambiguous at first.
His elbows rested on his knees, his thumb and forefinger holding his face. “I don’t understand what the big deal is.” Havoc ran a hand through his hair; his heart was beating fast in chest. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. “It’s not…it’s not like anyone has to know.” A sad smile spread over his face as he dared to look up at Hawkeye.
She was sitting cross legged in a chair adjacent to her sofa (where he was sitting). Her hands were in her lap, her brow slightly creased.
“What about our jobs?” Dishonorable Discharge echoed loudly in the back of his head.
“You think we’d get caught?” It came out with a laugh of disbelief. “We work for Mustang, not getting caught doing something that could get us Dishonorably Discharged is what our job is.” He cringed at Mustang’s name. He knew Mustang had…something going on with Hawkeye. It wasn’t physical as she never batted an eye when the rumors of him and women started circulating the office. But she was always so good at covering her emotions.
Like right now. “Most people wouldn’t even realize what was going on.” Her eyes were soft.
“Working together would make it even easier.”
“I doubt it.”
Close proximity, not allowed to touch. It would drive Havoc insane. It already was.
“When people see us out, they will assume it has to do with some crazy plan Mustang has brewing.” Mustang’s name again. It left a dirty taste in his mouth.
“What about the General?” it was asked softly, timid.
She wasn’t looking at him anymore. He inwardly cursed.
“He doesn’t have to know.”
“He’ll know. He knows everything-”
“He doesn’t have to know this.”
“But this is-”
“As long as we’re careful…”
They were silent. Hawkeye uncrossed her legs, crossing them again.
“It’s just…I really like you. And-and I don’t want this to be just…” there was a pregnant pause. “What it is.”
What they were? Havoc didn’t have a clue what they were. A few one night stands…but one night stands were only one night but it’s been six times already…
“I want to give us a chance.”
Hawkeye looked back up to him. He frowned slightly. He buried his head in his fingers again. This is never going to work. He felt the couch sink slightly before he felt her warm, slender, slightly calloused fingers pry his hand away from his hand, lacing her fingers in his. He looked up at her bright eyes.
“Please?”
He swallowed thickly. He gripped her fingers tightly as he moved in to her. His body on fire as his heart slammed into his rib cage.
“Yeah.” He whispered before his eyes fluttered shut, his lips brushing hers.
He could feel her excitement, her happiness, in her kiss.