Author's Note: Yay! Another Maes x Roy ficcy for you all! I hope you enjoy it, it'sshorter than my first Maes x Roy fan fiction, but, what can you do? (Write more, of course. But I'm not gonna do that … I ended it where I wanted to …)
Disclaimer: Does it LOOK like I own FMA? (No, it doesn't.)
Won't You Share This Night With Me?
There Roy Mustang was, just sitting quietly, minding his own business in his own home. When, of course, everything wasscrewed up.
A loud screeching noise and then a crash broke the silence of the rainy night.
Mustang let out a sigh. "What the hell happened now?"
He opened the door, only to be greeted by his friend, Hughes, about to knock.
"Evening, Lieutenant (1)."
Maes grinned at him, saluting. "Hey, Roy, look I …"
"You're bleeding," Roy pointed out calmly.
"Am I, now?" Maes touched his forehead, pulling his fingers away again. "I guess so."
"What happened?" Roy asked smoothly, leaning over Maes' shoulder to look at the mangled car.
"Well, it would appear I had a bit of an accident." Maes gave him another cheesy grin.
"Yes … I take it you want to come in…?" Roy blinked at the empty doorway. ".. Huh …?"
He turned around, and there was Maes lounging on his couch.
He grabbed a towel from the hall closet and threw it at Maes. "You're getting blood all over the place."
"Thanks … I think …" Hughes dabbed at his forehead and dried off his wet hair.
"Where were you going so late at night?" Mustang asked and sat down next to him on the couch.
"I was heading home from work. Overtime, you know, beating down on us Second Lieutenants, as usual (2)." Maes leaned against Roy, the towel left on the floor. "And now I'm so tired," Maes sighed.
Roy nudged Maes off of him and said, "Then I guess you can stay here tonight, since you're such an idiot you crashed a military car."
"Really? I can sleep over?"
"On the couch," Mustang clarified andstood up.
"Oh, Roy, you're so mean to me." Maes sighed and flopped over the now empty seat, easily dosing off.
"Idiot," Mustang muttered again, removing Maes' glasses and setting them down on the table before heading off to his own bed.
……….. creak ……….. creak ……….. creak ………..
'What the …'
Roy opened his eyes when he felt a heavy body drape across him.
"Your living room is so cold, Roy, you should really get it fixed."
"Maes," Roy growled, "get the hell off of me."
"Awe, c'mon, Roy." Hughes played with Mustang's dark hair, while running his fingers down the side of his cheek. "My baby face."
Roy jerked his face out of Maes' hands. "I told you not to call me that."
Hughes frowned and got off of him. "Oh … Well, then …I … I'll go then, shall I?"
Mustang sighed and pulled Maes back down. "Don't do that …"
"Do what?"
Roy looked at him. "I hate it when you look all depressed. It's not you. I'm supposed to be the sad, silent one."
Hughes smiled and kissed Roy softly on the lips.
Roy grinned back, pulling Maes into a deep kiss, their lips on fire while their tongues remained deliciously cool.
"This is going to be a fun night," Maes mumbled, a truly horny look on his face.
Let me wake in your arms.
Yay! n.n Did you all like it? I hope so. Please take some time to give me a nice review, yeah? n.n
(1) "Lieutenant" – This is before they became Colonels and such. So there's no Gracia! (smile)No cheating. Yay!
(2) "Second Lieutenant" – Umm …I think this is the lowest rank. If not, I'm sorry, but don't yell at me over it. T,T That won't get me to fix it.
