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Title: May 12th
Pairing/Characters: Roy/Wrath
Rating: PG, PG-13 at a push for kissing
Warning: fluff?? Does that need a warning?
Words: 680
Summary: Roy does something nice and Wrath doesn’t know why.
A.N: For my Hikari, it’s a few days late but then I didn’t anticipate being ill and not having any motivation to do anything but feel like hell. I hope you like it, and I hope you understand what I’m trying to do.




Wrath awoke to sunlight streaming through the window and the smell of freshly made coffee invading his senses. He did love that smell, it was almost enough to wake him up without having to taste it. Almost.

He lifted himself up on his elbows and peered blearily around the room. His eyes fell on the man pushing his way through the door carrying a mug of coffee in one hand and a plate in the other. Wrath noticed that the plate held toast smothered in his favourite flavour of jam. He was intrigued to know why he warranted such wonderful morning service.

“Roy, why are you here?”

“I do live here you know.” Wrath rolled his eyes at Roy’s attempt to be cute and tried again.

“I mean, why are you here when you should be at work? Won’t Hawkeye be on your case if you don’t get your paperwork done on time?” Roy walked towards him smiling, lowering the coffee and toast onto the bedside table when he was close enough to do so.

“I decided to take the day off, and don’t worry, Hawkeye was fine with it.” Wrath looked a little sceptical about the last part of that sentence but figured that if Roy wanted to play with fire then it was his problem.

“Why?”

“I can’t just take random days off work to spend with the man I love? Since when?”

“Well, of course you can but…” Wrath faltered, he couldn’t answer that. Still, he was curious as to why.

“I just thought I’d stay with you today. After all, I deserve a day off; I’ve been really busy lately.” Roy sat on the edge of the bed and leant over Wrath kissing him gently before pulling back to look into Wrath’s eyes. Wrath pushed himself up so that he was now sitting leaning against the headboard, suspicion filling his mind mixing in with the love he was feeling for this kind gesture.

“I don’t know what you’re up to Roy Mustang but I like it.” Wrath smiled, the suspicion more or less leaving his features. He leant forward and kissed Roy just as gently as he had been kissed only moments before.

Once Wrath had pulled back he wasted no time reaching over to grab a slice of toast from the plate. He took a large bite and moaned, it tasted like heaven, you couldn’t get better than strawberry jam. He dropped the bitten slice back on the plate and picked up the mug.

As he took the first life giving mouthful of coffee he noticed Roy smirking at him and he blushed ever so slightly. He’d probably sounded so very wrong when he’d moaned like that. He tried to put that thought and all others like it out of his mind. Wrath could feel the warmth of the liquid as it moved down his throat and he sighed happily, this was the good stuff, the one that had enough caffeine in to keep a man awake for three days straight. He did love this one.

“I don’t know why you did this Roy but feel free to do it more often” Wrath put the mug down and moved so that he was kneeling next to Roy, he put his arms around Roy’s neck and smiled softly at him receiving an equally soft smile in return. They moved forward as one, their lips touching gently before desire and need took over.

The kiss was just the start of a wonderful day and Wrath couldn’t think of a better way to spend a day than in the arms of the man he loved, in the bed they shared, in the home they had made for themselves.

~~

Downstairs, the calendar said May 12th, the number was circled in red over and over again as if to say that it should not be forgotten or else! It would be forgotten that year, and every year following it if Roy got his way. May 12th would be a happy day for now and forever, he’d see to that.


Date: 2012-05-15 03:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mineya-nyan.livejournal.com
Now this is fluff. You can write fluff, I can not for some reason reach this level of warm soft fuzzy without something exploding or breaking or something. How do you do it! O_o

And now I want more coffee. >.>;;;

Date: 2012-05-15 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] baroqueangel.livejournal.com
Usually I end up adding more angst to the fluff, I'm actually surprised that this one came out so fluffy. Trust me it does not come easily to me, I have to force it sometimes >.>

Coffee is good <333

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