Havoc irritably pushed up his glasses. The stupid things kept sliding down his nose, and that made reading the paper a headache. He sort-of liked the glasses (they actually had gotten him a few dates), but Fury had said they made him look too much like Hughes. That he didn't particularly mind, he just got tired and headachy when he had to squint and adjust his eyesight for reading fine print.

Hell, he had to squint to see any kind of up-close print. He could nail any target dead-center long-distance, but he had to fucking wear glasses to read the newspaper!

He growled, taking the things off and gripping them in his teeth. He slowly rubbed at his temples, willing the headache to go away. The harder he willed, the more fiercely his head hurt.

Damn, damn, and blast. He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his messy mop. He needed to get that cut...

Squinting, he picked up the paper, trying to scan the obituaries. Shit. He slid his glasses back onto his nose, pushing them up to his eyes. His hands groped around for a lighter and some cigarettes.

"Havoc, I need –" The authoritative voice of Roy Mustang choked off with a most undignified gurgle.

The glasses slid down. Again. He looked over the frames at the rather frozen Colonel, blue eyes shading ever so slightly to green in annoyance. "Can I help you?"

Mustang's mouth worked silently for a moment before he recovered magnificently. "Lieutenant, I need you to type up a report for me. Sergeant Major Fury is out today and I need you to take up his workload, at least for today."

Havoc glared over his glasses. "You're kidding, right?"

"Not in the slightest," Mustang said smoothly. "The others are already taking up most of the slack in the Administrative Department, and you're the only one left."

Havoc snorted, lighting his cigarette. "Throw the other one." He folded the paper neatly, tossing onto the pile. "You're saying the entire Department's out?" His chair tilted back, and he lazily pushed his glasses up a bit.

Mustang blinked rapidly. "Most of them, yes."

"Got something in your eye?" Havoc said lightly, reaching over to tap the ashes off the tip of his cigarette. "You really should take more care –"

"When did you get glasses?" Ed yelped, peering around the Frozen Lump That Was Roy.

"I've had them for years," he said mildly. "Can't see worth a damn, excuse me Colonel, until I'm a yard or two out. Then..."

"Wow. Can I see?"

"Jesus, Ed, you're going to transmute them into a snail or something and then I'll be blind!"

Ed pushed past the still-immobile Colonel, holding out his hand. "Gimmie."

That snapped Mustang into motion. "Fullmetal, don't you have something else to do besides harass my subordinate?"

The small teen snapped a glare over to the Colonel. "Look, you..."

Havoc sighed. He reached out for the newspaper, guessing that he'd be able to at least finish the Op/Ed page before the two alchemists ran out of steam. He pushed his glasses up again.

Mustang finally kicked Ed bodily from the office a half-hour later, muttering something vindictive about 'fuzzy-topped dandelions.' Havoc hid a laugh in the rustling of his newspaper.

"And you."

That froze him solid. "Yes, sir?"

Mustang stalked over. "You should not be encouraging him."

"Well, I wasn't the one that was standing there, baiting him for a half-hour in my office."

Mustang hissed in annoyance.

Havoc just ignored him. Until Mustang was right smack dab in front of him and his gloved hands were reaching out to touch –

The glasses slid of his nose and most of the near world turned very, very fuzzy. He nearly went crosseyed trying to focus on a featureless swath of color –

Oh, my.

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Thanks to C4PyroGirl for this one. I'm trying to work on a sequel for 'Ache', Torii, but that's being written for my CW class, so it's going to be up slightly later than you (or I) want it to be. Arach, I promise that I'll get your suggestion written (or one of them, at any rate). A fic like that has to at least semi-planned, so it may take a while.

Thanks all of you guys for hanging in there with me. Life's been a bitch recently, and I'm trying to keep the fics going and my sanity somewhat stable.

Um... there's gonna be a special treat with the next drabble I post, so keep your eyes peeled for it!