Shower Time (Mustang x Havoc) For 12_Fics #4- Hot Water
Title: Shower Time
Author: SeaweedOtter
Set & Theme: #1, #4- Hot Water
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Jean Havoc x Roy Mustang
Rating: PG
Genres: Romance, Humor
Warnings: Yaoi, but nothing explicit
Word Count: 615
Disclaimer: No spoilers. FMA surely isn't mine.
Summary: He who waked up first, gets the hot water first.
Jean wanted nothing more than to be the first one to wake up in the mornings, so he would have the first crack at the shower. But unfortunately, that directly collided with the his need for as much sleep as humanly possible- so by the time he was blinking the sleepiness out of his eyes and rolling off the side of the bed, the other side of the bed was already empty and cold, devoid of his lover, and he could hear the shower running in the bathroom.
"Damnit. No hot water again." He grumbled, stumbling out of bed and walking, bleary eyed towards the already steam-filled bathroom, where he took care of his normal morning routine. He was careful, even in his sleepy haze, to remember to not flush the toilet. The one time that he did it, the normally hot shower turned even hotter. Roy barely avoided getting first degree burns on some very sensitive areas, and Jean narrowly avoided being roasted with a snap of the alchemist's fingers.
"Morning, love." Roy called happily from the shower, chipper as usual that he got all the hot water he wanted because he was a light sleeper and had once again woken up first.
"Mrhrm." was the grumbled response that he got as Jean splashed cold water on his face in an attempt to wake up. Once he was coherent enough that he was pretty sure he wasn't going to cut himself, he started to shave- which was the only time that he got the satisfaction of taking some of the hot water away from his early rising lover- albeit a very small amount.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Don't forget that I have to work late tonight, so don't worry about making dinner for both of us. I will scrounge up something when I get back home, later."
"Aww." Jean whined, while he splashed water on his cheeks in an attempt to wash the last of the shaving cream off of his face. "You have to work late again? That is the third time this week! I miss you."
"I know. I miss you too when I am out late, but it shouldn't be too bad tonight. It's just a little party for one of the Brigadier General's birthdays. I just need to make an appearance, then I am sure that I can duck out soon after."
"Well, okay." Jean replied, still disappointed. "Hey, can I have the shower sometime this year?" He was already starting to strip out of his sleeping clothes- a long, loose black t-shirt and an old, well worn pair of gray sweatpants, ready to hop in the moment it became available.
"You can come in with me.." Roy almost purred. Jean actually took a step towards the shower before remembering how little room was in there. As much as he absolutely loved to be as close as he could to Roy, time was starting to become a factor, and cleanliness was unfortunately paramount at the moment, heading to work.
Finally, the water stopped, and Roy stepped out- dripping wet and deadly handsome. Even as long as they had been lovers, Jean found that he never got tired of seeing the alchemist naked.
"You'll have plenty of time to stare later." Roy cooed in his ear, as he walked past the man- kissing his cheek, then wrapping a towel low around his hips. "Better get going soon, handsome."
Jean shook his head, clearing the thoughts that had already started to embarrassingly rush blood towards certain parts of his anatomy. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Okay." He replied. "I'm sure that there isn't much how water left, so I doubt I will be to terribly long."
Author: SeaweedOtter
Set & Theme: #1, #4- Hot Water
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Jean Havoc x Roy Mustang
Rating: PG
Genres: Romance, Humor
Warnings: Yaoi, but nothing explicit
Word Count: 615
Disclaimer: No spoilers. FMA surely isn't mine.
Summary: He who waked up first, gets the hot water first.
Jean wanted nothing more than to be the first one to wake up in the mornings, so he would have the first crack at the shower. But unfortunately, that directly collided with the his need for as much sleep as humanly possible- so by the time he was blinking the sleepiness out of his eyes and rolling off the side of the bed, the other side of the bed was already empty and cold, devoid of his lover, and he could hear the shower running in the bathroom.
"Damnit. No hot water again." He grumbled, stumbling out of bed and walking, bleary eyed towards the already steam-filled bathroom, where he took care of his normal morning routine. He was careful, even in his sleepy haze, to remember to not flush the toilet. The one time that he did it, the normally hot shower turned even hotter. Roy barely avoided getting first degree burns on some very sensitive areas, and Jean narrowly avoided being roasted with a snap of the alchemist's fingers.
"Morning, love." Roy called happily from the shower, chipper as usual that he got all the hot water he wanted because he was a light sleeper and had once again woken up first.
"Mrhrm." was the grumbled response that he got as Jean splashed cold water on his face in an attempt to wake up. Once he was coherent enough that he was pretty sure he wasn't going to cut himself, he started to shave- which was the only time that he got the satisfaction of taking some of the hot water away from his early rising lover- albeit a very small amount.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Don't forget that I have to work late tonight, so don't worry about making dinner for both of us. I will scrounge up something when I get back home, later."
"Aww." Jean whined, while he splashed water on his cheeks in an attempt to wash the last of the shaving cream off of his face. "You have to work late again? That is the third time this week! I miss you."
"I know. I miss you too when I am out late, but it shouldn't be too bad tonight. It's just a little party for one of the Brigadier General's birthdays. I just need to make an appearance, then I am sure that I can duck out soon after."
"Well, okay." Jean replied, still disappointed. "Hey, can I have the shower sometime this year?" He was already starting to strip out of his sleeping clothes- a long, loose black t-shirt and an old, well worn pair of gray sweatpants, ready to hop in the moment it became available.
"You can come in with me.." Roy almost purred. Jean actually took a step towards the shower before remembering how little room was in there. As much as he absolutely loved to be as close as he could to Roy, time was starting to become a factor, and cleanliness was unfortunately paramount at the moment, heading to work.
Finally, the water stopped, and Roy stepped out- dripping wet and deadly handsome. Even as long as they had been lovers, Jean found that he never got tired of seeing the alchemist naked.
"You'll have plenty of time to stare later." Roy cooed in his ear, as he walked past the man- kissing his cheek, then wrapping a towel low around his hips. "Better get going soon, handsome."
Jean shook his head, clearing the thoughts that had already started to embarrassingly rush blood towards certain parts of his anatomy. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Okay." He replied. "I'm sure that there isn't much how water left, so I doubt I will be to terribly long."