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Ch. 7

Roy's P.O.V.

Today was one month since the day. I can't help but watch her at work, so of course I was yelled at every time she caught me slacking off. Just like before, just like normal. This woman was going to be my wife… all the years of stealing glances at each other, the secret infatuation with one another, it's all over. We can finally be together.

We did have to talk to the Senior Staff. Explaining that we could differentiate between personal and workplace relationship took a little persuading, but Bradley, at the end of all the debating, offered to personally marry the two of us. You don't say 'no' to the Fuhrer.
So here we are. Engaged for a month and we already have a minister – of sorts.

"Colonel Mustang, stop staring." Riza's delightfully stern voice cut through my daydreaming. A stack of papers was deposited on the desk beside my hand. "There need your signature before days end," another stack was set down beside the first, "and these need to be reviewed by five. You've got a lot of work to do, so you can't afford to just sit there being indolent."
"Indo—"
"Lazy, sir. There's too much work to be lazy."
"So I see." I muttered.


Riza's P.O.V.

He's always unhappy when he actually has to do any kind of work. Its adorable, really.

"Tell you what," I glanced around to make sure we were alone before I slid my hand over his, "if you get all this done, I'll give you something you've been waiting for."
"Now that's supposed to be for our wedding night!" he declared, smirking. He took my hand, giving it a soft kiss.
"You're awful." I couldn't help but smile back at him. "But that is for our wedding night. Sorry, honey."
He sighed dramatically. "So what's my motivation to want to get any of this done, hmm?"

I just kept smiling. "Get the work done."

I gave his hand a small squeeze before letting it go, heading back to my own desk. The next thing I knew, he was diligently working. I don't think I've ever seen him so energetic about paperwork.


Roy's P.O.V.

One more signature and…
"Done!" I threw the pen down, leaning back in my chair. Putting my face in hands, I groaned in frustration as my back kinked up. After successfully getting it to crack, I let out a sigh of relief. Who knew sitting on your ass for nine hours could be so tiring. I got up to stretch my legs, walking around the room.

"You missed one."
"No I didn't." I answered back, giving Riza a deadpan look. She smiled at me, flashing straight, white teeth. "I want my present now."
"Oh all right. I supposed you've earned it."

I grinned a little as she walked towards me. Those amber eyes were alive as she stole a glance up at me. She put her hands flat against my chest, our bodies inches apart. I looked down at her, wondering what all she had in mind. I put my hands on her hips as she leaned forward, standing up on her toes to meet the height difference. Her lips brushed over mine, a feather-light touch that send chills running down my spine. Her eyes closed, as did my own, when she pressed her lips more firmly against mine. We kiss. Our first kiss. Her lips were pure bliss beneath mine. I felt her arms slide around my neck, her body molding itself against mine, closing the gap between us. I heard her make a small, satisfied noise while I held her close. Slowly she pulled away, her sumptuous lips parted some. I gave her a small smile.

"That was worth all the paperwork." I mused aloud, awarded with a giggle and an extended hug.