Disclaimer - i own no part of fma or any of it characters. just messing with them.
alright then. a separate bit of the drabble world just for Havoc. since the other ones are getting unwieldy and i dont think anyone will notice if Havoc wanders off and does his own...-fireun
First things first- make sure pack of cigs is secure in pocket...check. Verify that there are enough matches…check. Step two, straighten uniform to meet obsessive standards. Excellent. Attempt to brush back rakishly attractive, rebellious hair…good as can be expected. Glance in mirror…Well, hullo there, Jean. Aren't you looking fantastic today?
"If you are looking for the car keys I moved them."
Twitch. What a way to break the moment…
"Where the hell are they now?"
"On a separate hook next to the coats at the door."
Moving stuff already…that was never a good sign…
"I made you some lunch."
"What are we, married?!"
Cain Fury poked his cheery face out into the hall. "I am just trying to be helpful! You always lose your car keys and you never eat a good lunch."
"I am not a puppy!"
Fury walked out into the hall, stopped next to an irritated Havoc, pecked a kiss on the taller mans cheek and smiled. "You look nice today."
Damn it was all but impossible to stay upset with him…
"Now go to work. I am sure Mustang is getting impatient." Fury turned back towards the kitchen.
"Don't you have work as well?"
"Yes, but I will be a few minutes late. Just want to get dinner started."
"Housewife."
"JEAN!"