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Thinking of Him
As she lied there in her bed, cold and alone, Riza Hawkeye stared up at the ceiling. She couldn't stop thinking about him. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't quit thinking about Roy Mustang.
Turning over so she lied on her right side she wondered where he was, what he was doing and hoping most of all that he was thinking of her as often as she did him. She wanted so much for him to hold her in his strong arms and never let her go.
He was her only protection from her fears. His touch made her melt, gentle and caring his smile was; whispers of little words in her ears. Oh how she longed for him, how her mind wanted to deny she loved him but for her, heart triumphed over mind.
Staring up at her whitewashed ceiling she hoped he was thinking of her…
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A/N: sorry this one is so short… like yes? no? please review!