Baby, it's Cold Outside
"Why don't you stay for a bit?" Roy asked. He was looking out the window and could see nothing but white snow against the black sky. "It's snowing really hard now."
"I think that's all the more reason I should go now, sir, before this gets worse." Riza replied as she turned to get her coat. Just earlier, there had been a Christmas dinner with their friends and colleagues. And while it was certainly a wonderful dinner, they couldn't stay as long as they wanted; the brewing storm prompted the other guests to leave earlier.
"But Hawkeye, it's really cold outside," Roy remarked, walking over to his Lieutenant. "Look at how thick the snow is. It can't get any worse than that! How about a hot drink instead, while you wait for it to pass?"
"If I wait, it will just get worse," Riza said, ignoring Roy who was already getting her some hot chocolate. She wrapped her scarf around her neck and slipped into her boots. "Sorry, sir, but I might get stuck in the storm if I don't leave now. This evening was wonderful though. I'll see you at work soon. Merry Christmas." A chilly, winter breeze greeted her as she opened the door.
"You could get stuck in the storm if you do leave now," the Colonel said as he handed her a steaming cup of chocolate and closed the door to stop the cold from getting in. "See how freezing it is out there?" he chuckled, offering to take her coat.
Riza sighed and took off her coat, contrary to saying, "I really can't stay, sir," as she took a sip of chocolate. Roy led her back inside to sit down on the couch. "What if your neighbours—"
"I'm just being a concerned superior, Lieutenant," he said as he sat down beside her. "If I let you go out there, you might freeze to death! Or get pneumonia," the alchemist suggested in worried tones, "and die. Either way, the guilt of letting you go out there will haunt me forever."
"That's a bit of a stretch now, isn't it?" Riza chuckled. There really was no arguing with Roy once he decides on something. She took another sip from her cup of chocolate as she glanced sideways at him. After a short silence, she smiled and remarked, "But you're right, it really is cold outside now."
Their gazes met, fingertips touched, smiles were exchanged. Placing a warm hand over her cold one, the Flame Alchemist said, "Merry Christmas, Lieutenant."
"Merry Christmas, sir," she replied just as happily.
End. Probably one of my shorter fics. :) I found it rather difficult to put details here, lol. My first attempt was too wordy, and was very far from the point. XDDD Now this one is short and straight to it, I suppose. XD asdfghjkl; yeah. :))
Anyway.
Happy holidays!
P.S. If this has been done before, I am very very very sorry :O