Story: I'm Tired
Summary: Roy Mustang was tired; tired of having nightmares, tired of seeing the blood of those he'd killed on his hands, tired of feeling unworthy of his position. Tired of everything.
Roy Mustang was tired; tired of having nightmares, tired of seeing the blood of those he'd killed on his hands, tired of feeling unworthy of his position. Tired of everything.
No matter what he did, there was never a time when he wasn't tortured by memories of the faces of the many people he'd killed, whether it be the two doctors that had only been doing what they thought was right in helping those that were injured, or even children who had done nothing to deserve it their fate.
And Roy knew he deserved every bit of guilt he felt. But that acceptance didn't ease his burden at all. Not that it was meant to, of course.
"Sir?" The voice of his lieutenant snapped him out of his thoughts that day. Her eyes met his, seeming to see through him. She remained stoic, but she undoubtedly had noticed that he hadn't been aware of her presence.
He was slightly startled at first, but regained his composure.
"Oh, Hawkeye. What is it?" He asked.
"I have the papers you requested." She told him, retaining all level of professionalism.
"I see. Just set them on the desk. I'll get to them shortly." Roy then said, with a sigh.
"Sir, if you don't mind me asking, are you feeling alright?"
Roy averted his gaze at Riza's question. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't sleep that well last night. But it's nothing to worry about. I'm just tired."
It wasn't a lie.
"I see. Can I get you anything?" Whether Riza had believed him or not, Roy didn't know, but he didn't want to be in Riza's presence at the moment when he was sure he didn't look that well, and his act wasn't convincing in the slightest.
"No, it's fine."
"Sir, with all due respect, I-"
"I said I'm fine, Hawkeye. You should leave." Roy told her, looking anywhere but her. He couldn't face her when she was so worried about him. He didn't deserve it.
She couldn't even bring herself to speak after that point. She bit back everything she wanted to say, bowing and leaving without a word.
To be continued. This story will likely contain self-harm and trigger warning content. This will be more based around the characterization of the 2003 Roy, so this will probably get pretty heavy.