Sorry for the wait. I have exams starting this week and I've been doing other school projects all month. Now I hope you enjoy some more Royai!
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"Sir, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't breathe down my neck like this. It's quite distracting." Riza spoke from her desk in Roy's office. Roy was currently leaning over her shoulder trying to see how she was doing with the plans for the reception in 4 days.
"I'm simply observing what you are doing. It's not like you haven't done the exact same thing since you started under my command." Roy mumbled the last part under his breath. Unfortunately for him, it didn't go unheard by Riza.
"Stop being so childish, just because I'm finishing the plans and you're left to deal with the work you're supposed to be doing. Speaking of which, aren't there still some forms regarding trades with Creta that you could be doing rather than focus on me picking place cards and whether the Armstrong's should all be at one table for the reception."
Riza smiled inwardly as Roy begrudgingly straightened up and stomped back over to his desk. He began to start on his paperwork, a deep scowl etching his features. A little while later, an unexpected guest burst through the door.
"I'm surprised you two are working. I would have thought you would be finishing up the plans for the big day." Grumman spoke as he strode into the room.
"I'm suspended from even seeing the plans for the wedding. Apparently, I've been impulsive in regards to the plans." Roy's scowl grew deeper.
"Don't forget you also scared away some florists and chefs because you freaked out over their selections."
Roy threw his arms up in the air in a huff, before pointing a finger at the other occupants in the room.
"Okay first off, the florists were completely screwing up the flower arrangements I asked for, secondly the chefs were going to offer Ginger Glazed Breast of Chicken instead of the Beef Bourguignon that I like. That was not what I was going to pay for, so I politely excused them from the premises."
"I wouldn't categorize it as being polite. More like forceful."
"Hey come on you two, don't fight. That's not supposed to happen until well past the honeymoon."
"He's just being a perfectionist. He'll get over it."
"I think there's a better word to describe him, dear," Grumman whispered into Riza's ear, eliciting a small chuckle from her and a frown from Roy since he couldn't hear the exchange.
"I don't know what you said, but I don't like it." Roy's frown deepened when Riza and her grandfather exchanged a glance laced with humour.
Just as Riza was about to try and console her fiancé, someone knocked on the door.
"Sorry to interrupt, but Captain, the photographer is here to see you regarding the locations for the wedding shots after the ceremony," Fuery spoke from the door.
"Thank you Warrant Officer, I'll be out there in a moment," Riza responded with a small smile. Fuery bowed slightly before closing the door behind him.
"I better go deal with this. Keep working on your papers, sir." Riza made sure she maintained eye contact with Roy before leaving the room.
"I was hoping we could have a chess game but I see you have quite a bit of work to catch up on my boy. Give me a call when you have some free time."
And just like that, Roy was left alone in his office with his pile of paperwork. Roy huffed as he slouched in his chair. As he was about to reach for his pen, something caught his eye. He threw a cautionary glance at the door before picking up the item.
-/-/-
Riza was busy discussing the location of where she wanted the photos to be taken and the cost of his services when Havoc interrupted them.
"Hey, Hawkeye. You suspended the Boss from planning the wedding stuff right?"
"Yes." Why did she have a bad feeling of what Havoc was going to say.
"And you said that if he got involved he was banned to the couch."
"What are you getting at First Lieutenant?"
"I just walked past the door and I could have sworn I heard him discussing stuff that sounded an awful lot like wedding details."
Riza pursed her lips and took a deep breath before turning her attention to Fuery. Her voice extremely calm.
"Warrant Officer would you tap the Fuhrer's telephone line please."
"Sure thing Captain."
Fuery began to tap the Fuhrer's line through one of the phones in the outer office. Riza stood by his desk, her arms crossed and her eyes closed. Breda and Havoc gave each other worried looks before discreetly passing betting money to each other. The photographer stood slightly to the side, not sure exactly what he was supposed to be doing.
"All clear," Fuery whispered as he held up the phone to Hawkeye. She took the phone in her grasp and placed it up to her ear. She could hear Roy's quiet tone through the phone.
"...so after the ceremony, the reception will be held in Central City's Grand Hotel in the first ballroom."
"Yes your Fiancée established that, and the Carnations will be situated.."
"Carnations?! I specifically asked for Tulips for both the ceremony and the reception. Change that at once. And they better be red. Also, add lavender roses to the arrangements."
Riza didn't even bother to wait for whoever Roy was on the phone to respond as she slammed the phone down on the carrier and marched into his office.
"You IDIOT!" She shouted at him from across the office. Roy immediately slammed the phone down into its cradle, not even bothering to speak another word to the person on the other end. He had a bigger problem to deal with.
"Hey, Ri." Roy could hear his own voice shake as he spoke.
"Don't you 'Hey Ri' me. I specifically told you that you weren't allowed to partake in any wedding preparations! But did you listen to me? Of course not! You are so obsessed with every single detail that you have even gone behind my back! What do you have to say for yourself?!"
"Sorry Riza, I just want everything to be perfect on our special day."
Riza took a deep breath before exhaling and walking over to her desk, her hands clenched at her sides.
"I'm going out with Rebecca, I better not see you at home until all of your paperwork is done."
Roy just sat there as he watched Riza's tense back leave his office. Riza was so filled with rage that she didn't fully register the outer room's occupants as they scurried out of her path.
"First Lieutenant Havoc, make sure he finishes his work. I'll personally pay you overtime if need be. And make sure he stays away from the phone."
And with that, Riza marched out of the office. Leaving three nervous subordinates, a guilty Fuhrer, and a confused photographer in her wake.
"Hear that Mustang looks like I'm in charge now so.. HEY! Put that phone down!" Havoc shouted at Roy, who quickly threw the phone down, completely missing the cradle.
"This is going to be harder than I thought." Havoc mumbled to himself, "Hey Captain, he's doing it again!" Havoc shouted after Riza.
"Shut up Havoc!"
-/-/-
"He's that bad huh? Roy-boy gets that from his father for sure." Madame Christmas spoke across the bar to a stressed out Riza and an amused Rebecca.
"I just can't get over the fact that you're actually going through banning him to the couch! You have him wrapped around your little finger!" Rebecca spoke with a laugh.
"He went behind my back. I'm doing this for his own good."
"You know he is going to try to pull every charm he has in his arsenal tonight."
"Yes, I'm aware of that Rebecca."
"It's a good thing you've developed an invincibility of sorts to his charm then," Christmas spoke as she cleaned a glass with a towel.
"I just can't wait for this all to be over. That way we can go back to the way things were before." Riza spoke as she leaned forward slightly on the counter.
"I hate to break the news to you Riza, but your life hasn't exactly been normal." Riza just rolled her eyes at Rebecca's comment as she took a sip of water.
"You know he has developed a new little quirk."
Rebecca and Christmas raised an eyebrow at the random comment.
"He can get quirkier?" Rebecca asked astonished. "I thought the quirkiness stopped at the Miniskirt clause."
"When he is stressed he massages his palms, the right in particular. It's most likely due to the multiple scarring on that hand. I only saw him do it on occasion before, but now he does it almost constantly. Especially within the last month."
"Want me to have a talk with him? I could straighten him up a bit." Christmas spoke as she lit a cigarette and took a drag.
"I have no doubt about that, but I can handle him. Hopefully, he won't be too stubborn."
"Trust me Riza, once Roy knows how worried you are, I'm sure he'll snap out of it. If you haven't noticed, he will always put you first and it tears him apart if something is wrong with you. He'll back down."
"Thanks, Rebecca, I guess that's what I needed to hear."
"As I said before, he certainly is a lot like his father. I remember how stressed he was over every little detail and making it perfect for Roy's mother. I actually had to knock him out the night before the wedding so he would actually get a decent amount of sleep." Christmas took a long drag from her smoke before giving the women in front of her, her full attention. "I can do the same thing to Roy if you want."
"I'll take that into consideration," Riza spoke as the clock across the bar chimed.
"We better go, Rebecca, we still have quite a lot to do, thank you for the drinks, Madame," Riza spoke as she got up from her bar stool.
"Anytime but before you go, could you please come here for a moment Elizabeth."
Riza raised an eyebrow as she approached the Madame who had walked around the counter to stand in front of her. Christmas then took her hand and placed it on Riza's shoulder.
"Just remember that he is acting this way because he loves you. He's just making up for lost time." The corner of Christmas' lip quirked into the Mustang smirk as she squeezed her hand. Riza returned the smile before heading out the door after Rebecca.
-/-/-
Riza groaned when she heard the bedroom door creak open and buried her face into her pillow, she was tired from running around with Rebecca finishing errands for the wedding after talking with Madame Christmas and she didn't want to put up with this at 2:00 in the morning.
"Roy get back to the couch." Now that sounded familiar.
"Unfortunately I planned on it, just came to get your pillow," Roy spoke as he grabbed the corner of the pillow in which Riza's head resided on.
"My pillow? Why do you need my pillow?" Riza asked as she felt her upper body be raised slightly off the bed.
"Because if I can't share a bed with you, the least you could do is provide me with something that smells like you. I love the way you smell." Roy responded.
Riza finally opened her eyes and raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
"You know I usually sleep nuzzled in your hair and I can't do that now since I really messed up. At least take some pity on me and give me your pillow." Roy responded.
"I don't know, you didn't listen to me so you have to pay the price." Luckily the dark gloom of the room hid Roy's devious smirk. Before Riza knew it, her pillow was deftly swiped from under her head.
"ROY!" But before Riza could reprimand him, she felt her pillow get placed over the back of her head and a mass drape itself over her body. It was a Roy sandwich.
"This is way better than the couch." Riza could hear Roy's voice through the fabric as she felt him nuzzle into the pillow on her head, his arms wrapped around her waist.
"I'm going to give you to the count of three Roy," Riza spoke venomously.
When Roy didn't move and she felt his body relax she started to countdown.
"Three... two... one... Hayate!"
Before Roy knew it Hayate, who was previously fast asleep at the bottom of the bed, barrelled right into Roy's side, the force shoving Roy off of Riza and onto the floor. Unfortunately, with Roy's arms still wrapped around her, Riza fell down in tandem, landing directly on top of Roy and dazing them both.
"After all of that, do I still have to sleep on the couch?" Roy spoke after a couple minutes of silence. He waited for an answer but one never came.
"Riza?" Roy gently brushed her fringe away from her face, realizing that she had fallen asleep.
"She is so exhausted and it's all my fault." Roy carefully stood up and lifted Riza back onto the bed. He returned her pillow and covered her with blankets once again. He took a moment to study her features before bending to kiss her on the cheek, grabbing his own pillow and walking out of the room in search of his new arch enemy, the dreaded couch.
Roy is adorkable! Don't worry, Riza is giving tough love for a reason and it will alll workout. Hope you all enjoy! Let me know your thoughts!
Revised 2018