More comedy! I still do not own Fullmetal Alchemist!
# 13 – Embers
"Is that another love letter, Sir?" Hawkeye asked, eyeing the Colonel suspiciously.
"Of course, Lieutenant," he replied, his gaze flickering to Havoc, who willed the heat away from his cheeks with all of his might.
"Might I enquire as to who it's from?" Hawkeye questioned, eyes scrutinizing Havoc momentarily, before returning to Roy.
"A secret admirer, apparently," Roy sighed, "It's hard being loved."
Mustang moved to put the note into his front pocket, and Hawkeye's sharp eyes caught site of what it said:
Dear Colonel Mustang,
Stop looking at me like that during office hours, you horny bastard.
Love, J.