The blonde hit his head against the wall behind him. Again. Again. He immediately leaned forward and rubbed his head, that last blow really hurt. Havok sighed it away and put his head on his desk.
His thoughts raced, but they were all of the same person. He longed to touch his love… to smile and laugh together, but now was different. They were in a fight and that ruined Jean Havok. Jean was done with it; he rose from his seat behind his desk.
"That does it," Havok said. "I'm going to apologize."
The blonde marched from the room and into the hallway, his feet taking him as he went. 'No turning back now…' he thought, approaching a desk in no time.
"Fuery?" he whispered apprehensively. No answer was given and he realized why. The desk was empty and Fuery was nowhere to be seen. He was going to try again, but louder, until he heard something. Someone nearby was crying, and not just anyone… but Kain. He could tell.
Havok immediately searched for the black haired man. "Fuery?" he now repeated.
The crying stopped, Kain's way of showing he didn't want to be found… but Jean opened the door to the break room either way.
"Fuery, I'm sorry," he blurted out before the other man could say anything.
Havok's blue eyes stared at the teary eyed man who looked back at him. "Why?" Kain asked.
"You were crying… I thought…"
"No Havok. I simply told Fuery here not to pet Black Hayate today. The dog is becoming too attached is all," Riza Hawkeye explained with a small smile.
Havok felt his face flush. He felt so stupid. "So… you're no longer mad at me?" he asked.
Kain gave him that pure smile and chuckled. "Nope, I can never stay made at you for more than a few minutes. I just can't!" he informed Jean.
Jean was so relieved he quickly ran to Fuery and hugged him. "I'll never make you mad again, no matter how short the time. I promise."