Jean rolled over. He could smell the food from the bed, without having to move from his warm post. He was still a bit surprised. They had been together for seven months. His longest relationship by far. And the best as well. No wonder it didn't work out with women idiot! His brain shrieked at him. The best had been when they had been together for a month and they had told the colonel and 1st lieutenant. He had smoked so much that day, the damned nerves! When he had told Roy the world had stopped. Mustang had smiled and wished them luck and love, while Hawkeye hugged them and told them to be happy. They had moved in during the third month. Kain had come near to regretting it when he found out that Jean raised grasshoppers. He rolled out of bed and removed a small object from one of his old running shoes. No one went near those. He rushed noisily down the stairs. Today was the day. Kain however was staring sadly at a ruined something that might have been a pancake.
"You ok?"
"Yeah, but I wanted it to be better"
"Kain...I don't care if the food isn't perfect, you are"
"You deserve someone who can cook"
"You are my favorite chef, you know"
"How do you always make me smile?"
"Look, babe, I, we, aww damn, I will just say it! I love you, burned food and all, with fears of bugs, and heck the way you are the cutest in an apron. What I'm saying is that I want to spend every Saturday by your side, and every day that ends in Y for that matter, so will you Kain Fuery, take a bug breeding, chain smoking idiot like me as your husband?"
"I love your grasshoppers, your natural scent is smoke anyway, and you could be the dumbest guy on earth and my heart would still be yours. What IM saying is that I will marry you"
They were happy forever and ever more. What else do you need?