#32- Shirt
Roy grinned widely as he watched Riza walk groggily into the kitchen of his apartment, her hair down and few peices sticking out in every which direction. It was a weekend though, so it wasn't like she was in much of a rush to get ready. He propped his feet up on a chair as he leaned back and sipped his coffee. "Aren't we looking oh so sexy this morning." he said in a teasing manner. She looked over at him a hint of a smile crossing her face before she turned and began working on tea. She never seemed to like coffee.
"I left Hayate all alone last night. I'm gonna need to get back to feed him." she said and yawned. "I need clothes." Roy let out a snort and grinned widely.
"I think you solved that problem just fine." he teased. Riza looked slightly confused and rolled her eyes as she absently tugged at the shirt she was wearing. In fact, it was one of the collared shirts he would usually wear under his military jacket.
"Its clean and comfortable. What can I say." she muttred. Roy just grinned and didn't say anything else. He didn't mind sharing his clothes with her if she needed it. After all, what's a shirt between lovers... The following week, Roy found himself rushing groggily around his apartment, late for work and grabbed a random shirt he had lying around. As he quickly put it on and began buttoning it, a familur scent caught his attention and he lifted it up to his nose before a grin played across his lips.
"Hmmm... I think this may just be my favorite shirt."
Author's Note: I know it was short and kinda corny I guess, but I was bored.