Author's Note: I do not own FMA or its characters. This is slightly AU.
A Book Before Bed
Riza snuggled into the pillows and reached for the book on her nightstand. She could hear the wind howling outside, and more than anything, she wished her husband was home. Stormy nights weren't much fun inside alone. But that was one of the drawbacks of being married to the Fuhrur; there were nights they had to spend apart. A book and a cup of tea weren't much of a substitute for Roy, but they'd do for now.
She smiled as she opened the cover. She'd always been fond of Pride and Prejudice, but this copy was very dear to her heart. It was a first edition, but that wasn't why it meant so much to her. Roy had given it to her for Christmas two years ago, back when he'd been a newly promoted Brigadier General. The book itself had been thoughtful, but what had really touched her was the inscription inside the cover. She knew it by heart now, but that didn't stop her from reading it over again.
Riza,
You've always loved this book, so I thought it would be a good choice. Besides, the story of two people who fall in love despite the fact that everyone else thinks it's a crazy idea appeals to me. I got you the first edition because I remember how you used to come and sit in your father's study. You always claimed that there was something about the smell of old books. It's not really an adequate gift for all that you've done for me. I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate you. I really don't know what I'd do with out you; you're like oxygen for me. Hey, who knows? In another few hundred years there may be a famous novel that tells our story. Of course, it probably would be exaggerated, especially the bit about how tall Edward Elric was. And of course, it would depend on whether you wanted to be associated with an idiot like me for the rest of your life. You might not. I really don't know, but you're the only person I could ever see beside me. Anyway, I'm rambling so I'll stop now. Merry Christmas.
Roy Mustang
At the time, she'd taken it as a proposal. She'd learned later on that that wasn't exactly what he'd been trying to convey to her, but he'd been happy with the results. It hadn't helped his nerves at all when one of the co-workers had proposed to her earlier that evening. Major Lorne had not taken rejection well. However, things had started moving quickly at that point and within six months Roy had become Fuhrur. They'd been married shortly after that in a small, private ceremony with their friends in attendance.
With a soft sigh, she turned the page and began the book. Which was how Roy found her several hours later, propped up against the pillows with the book resting on her stomach as she sleep. He marked her page with a fond smile and settled her into a slightly more comfortable position for sleeping. There were advantages to having a wife who was seven months pregnant. One of them was no one really complained when he called an end to what was supposed to be an all night meeting, especially when several of the people at the meeting had previously worked with his wife.
After readying himself for bed, Roy turned off the bedside lamp and slipped under the covers, letting one arm rest across her gravid belly. The really had been a good choice for a Christmas present that year.
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