The Wait

She was walking around his office, too tired and too worried to really sit and wait patiently. They were there for the longest time, an entire day to decide the future of their country. She would look every five minutes towards the clock in her superior's desk, but all she would see was a myriad of numbers that in her worried stance was unable of reading.

She could feel his warm still seeping from his dirty jacket that he changed from, right before the meeting. She could smell his cologne around his chair. She could see his hidden stack of chocolates inside his upper drawer that she secretly ate in more than one occasion. But what she really wanted to see was his face, and that, for those agonizing hours was the only thing that couldn't appear in front of her.

Havoc tried to make her drink a coffee and Fuery asked if she wanted something to eat, but all she did was glare at them and both men and the rest of her team quickly left her alone, between her dark thoughts.

It was almost midnight when she heard the commotion behind the door, now alone in the dark office. The steps made by three people echoed in the hallway and when the door to their department opened, Riza jumped to her feet and looked at the newcomers with a fearful glint in her eyes.

The first two people that appeared were blonde, not the hair color she was expecting to see. They were both big and fierce, even if one of them was a female. And they were arguing, calling each other name after name, without worrying who might be witnessing their lovely sibling bonding.

And them, she heard it, his cough, that was trying to hide a humorless laugh and she knew that he lost. If he had won, he would enter strutting around, with his inflammable ego bigger than ever.

"Sir…" she said, approaching the raven-haired man that entered in last.

"Oh, you're still here…" he said, like it was a surprise, like for him her presence was just an ordinary thing, like he didn't want to hug her against his body and beg for her forgiveness at failing her again.

"Oh, you still have company, so maybe we should go…" Alex Armstrong said, noticing the blonde lieutenant for the first time. He smiled at her kindly and hugging her softly, in a way that was rather out of character for him, he stepped back and exited the office, without any more words.

"Give him a lot of whiskey and some pills to a hangover…" Olivier Armstrong suggested to Riza, before following her brother's steps and closing the door with a loud bang.

"Sir…" she repeated, when he didn't step forward to meet her. He didn't look at her and he didn't make any gesture showing that he had heard her words. "Sir…" she called, more loudly, having the same result.

"Roy!" she said, in a begging tone and he finally looked at her.

"They chose to keep Grumman…" he said, his disappointed face telling her all he couldn't with his words. "They thought I was too young to take such responsibilities… and rather… reckless…" he confessed, eyeing her while she walked forward to meet him.

"You are reckless and idiotic 99% of the time, after all…" she agreed, squeezing his hand.

He looked at her, surprised.

"Aren't you disappointed? This way we…" he started but he didn't have to finish that sentence; her face said that she understood much better than he thought.

"I promised you that I would follow you into Hell, I promised that I would watch your back for any amount of time, no questions asked; I told you that I would see you at the top and I will, you just have to wait a little more…" she said, and brought his hand against her face so he could feel her warm cheek.

"But I don't want you watching my back, I don't want you walking three steps behind me… I want you by my side, with my hand around yours, with my arm embracing your shoulder and bringing your body against mine!" he replied, the fury rising inside him once again.

Riza sighed, and grabbing his arm put it around her shoulders, while holding his hand at the same time. She pressed her body against his side and felt his warm embrace her.

"See? You will have me here for as long as you want…" she said, looking at him through her eyelashes.

He bit his lip to suppress a smile and shaking his head, he kissed her temple.

"I want to be with you like this for the rest of my life and not only when we are alone…" he moaned, like a small child and Riza couldn't suppress the small and sad laugh that left her lips.

"We will be… someday we will…" she sighed and with a shiver felt his lips approaching her mouth, making a promise in his own way that that day would come, when all they would have to worry was his schedule as a Fuhrer and not their schedule as a couple.

Sad Roy is so cute, I just to hug him and tell him that everything is going to be okay... What about you? What is your opinion?