AN: surprise bitch bet you thought you'd seen the last of me!

i got three new prompts and uhhh i've applied them all to this au bc i love it and needed an excuse to come back to happy modern day au royai

so sue me

waddiwasiwitch came through with this prompt! (written at the top of the chapter) thank you for that and hope you enjoy!

"Have you seen my hoodie?" "Nooo." "You're wearing it, aren't you?"

when you're next to me, can tell i'm not afraid to be

"Riza, why is there so much stuff in here?" Roy asked, looking around his living room. All of sudden, there were piles of boxes cluttering up the space that used to be his own. Apparently, now his girlfriend had taken over and moved half of her belongings into his apartment while he'd been at work.

He'd been joking this morning when he said she would be better just moving in with him completely rather than returning home to her apartment to sleep only to let herself in either through the night or around six in the morning anyway to wait for him to wake up. Most of the time, it was by climbing into his bed. Waking up holding Riza when he had gone to sleep in an empty bed was always a nice surprise. And while it was incredibly adorable, it wasn't practical in the slightest and they both knew it.

Not that Roy never wanted the move to happen, he just didn't expect to come home after work on a Friday night to see all her stuff sitting there. It had been a long day at the office, and he had been looking forward to just relaxing on his couch, Riza lying against him, as they watched a movie.

That didn't look like it was going to happen.

He dumped his briefcase by the door, hitting the floor with an exhausted thud as he loosened his tie around his neck. He shrugged out of his suit jacket when Riza appeared in the room, looking slightly sheepish.

"Sorry, I'd hoped to have it all out of the way before you came home."

"It's fine," he replied, but he cringed internally at how it sounded. Exhausted, like it really wasn't fine, but he was only saying that to placate her.

Riza looked slightly disappointed and she nodded. "Sorry. Just ignore me, I won't be long."

"No," he interjected. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound so disappointed. It's been a very long day," he elaborated, closing the distance between them. He grasped her hands with a smile, pulling her body gently towards her for a kiss. "I was joking this morning when I suggested it," he chuckled. "However, it would be a massive improvement to my current living situation."

Riza looked up at him uncertainly, gauging the truth in his words through the expression on his face, the look in his eyes. He loved it when she studied him like this, completely sussing him out, and there was no one on this earth who could do it better.

"Seriously. Now that it's here I…" he trailed off, blushing slightly, unused to speaking about such serious things with someone else. He had never had a relationship like this. Most ran the course of a few months before the two drifted apart, each losing interest in the other. There had been one-night stands, but both those types of relationships combined were not nearly as satisfying as what he now shared with Riza. "I'm excited."

The most commitment he'd ever shown was to a goldfish he'd owned three years ago and that was only because Hughes had stated Roy was so afraid of committing himself to another person, he couldn't even keep a pet.

It was three years later, and that goldfish was still alive, thank you very much, Hughes, but the thought of commitment had still scared the hell out of him.

Now though, with Riza in front of him, her belongings littered around his apartment, he didn't feel scared at all.

He felt excited.

Roy was eager for this next step because it involved her. They'd only been together for about six months, but he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. When he thought of the future he could picture the house in the suburbs, the white picket fence, the children and dogs running riot in the front garden while they either ran around with them or sat on the front porch, simply observing and thinking about how lucky they had become in life.

Plus, it only made sense Riza would move in. After Dickhead Dan left his mark on her apartment, she still didn't feel comfortable in there. She returned to her apartment each night – purely because she was to stubborn to admit defeat (something Roy admired her for because if he was in that situation, he would be outta there) – but Roy could see it affecting her. She was still afraid, that's why she crept into his bedroom in the middle of the night half the time, too afraid to sleep in her own room, alone, just in case someone was still watching.

Of course, Roy readily accepted her company. After spending so much time with her already he ached when they were apart. It was dramatic, but it was true. He missed her so much when she went on holiday with Catalina a month ago to Aerugo. The day after she arrived home they didn't venture far from his bedroom.

"Maybe we could take a trip there someday?" she had asked, hopeful. Roy had wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her body against his as he kissed the top of her head.

"Your wish is my command, my lady."

They were going there in forty-six days, twelve hours, and fourteen minutes. Not that he had a countdown app on his phone or anything.

"Are you really?" Riza asked, biting her lip as she looked around the room. Roy drew her even closer, giving her forehead a quick kiss.

"Of course, I am. Do you think I would lie?" he chuckled, teasing her.

"No, but I know not everyone would appreciate someone moving into their apartment without asking –"

"You basically live here already," he interrupted. "It makes sense." He gave her another peck, this time on the cheek. "Ever since you stole my first hoodie, I knew you would be moving in sometime soon." A smile broke across her face. "Sorry I haven't brought it up more. I know how uncomfortable your apartment makes you now, and I realise I probably should have mentioned it sooner."

A hand was placed on his cheek and he leaned into her touch. "You've been busy, I get it. I kind of dropped in at an inconvenient time."

He turned his head and kissed her palm. "You are never an inconvenience to me… Well, only when you steal my favourite hoodie," he grinned.

Riza shoved him playfully and they laughed together.

"Come on, let's get started with all this stuff," Roy announced.

"No, it's fine, you get washed up, I'll –"

"I'm not leaving you to unpack all by yourself. The more hands, the less time it will take," he reasoned with a cheery grin, picking up a box and beginning to look through the contents. Excitement bubbled in his stomach because Riza was moving in with him.

He was ecstatic.

A couple of hours later they finally moved the majority of Riza's things. There was one box left but it was nearing eight o'clock and they were too exhausted to do anymore.

"Future problem?" Roy had asked tiredly, jerking his head towards the box.

"Future problem," Riza agreed, pushing herself up from the floor. She extended a hand to him, hauling Roy to his feet.

"I'll get wash up. Do you want to order a takeaway? I really can't be bothered cooking tonight."

"I'm glad we're on the same page," she smiled, kissing him.

He paused at before his bedroom door, turning to his right to begin rifling through the neatly folded pile of laundry.

Speaking of stealing his clothes…

"Have you seen my hoodie?" Roy asked, pretending to look through the clothes for it. "The black one with the raid logo in the middle?" It was his favourite lounge hoodie from his favourite console game he played with Havoc and Hughes. And, he knew exactly where it was without having to ask. Riza was wearing it right now

He was only an inch or two taller than her, but he always knew when she was wearing his. This one was slightly larger than his usual size – it was big even on him – so the cuffs were bunched around her wrists. She always favoured the slightly larger clothing, especially his. Roy loved watching her curl her legs underneath her body and burrow down inside the fabric, just her eyes peeking over the neckline. It made his heart swell with love to see her so comfortable with him that she wore his clothes.

"Nooo..."

Roy smirked but hid it when he turned around to face Riza. "You're wearing it, aren't you?" This time he couldn't hide the smirk.

"So, what if I am?" she challenged haughtily, but there was amusement on her face, her eyes dancing with the challenge.

"Well," he considered, taking slow steps towards her, mindful of her boxes. "I'll just have to take back what's mine," he threatened, a wolfish smile on his face.

Riza fluttered her eyelashes. "Come and get it then, Roy," she purred.

He pounced on her as Riza laughed.