#smokeyknight

[reigningsniper]

@smokeyknight: "you can't leave me here alone."

"I believe there's one for you, as well."

[flamesignitea]

"What if I just sit here and boop your nose 100 times."

"Then you'll get the chomp chomp."

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[flamesignitea]

"I've gotta keep moving, but I'll see you at the top."

--for @smokeyknight

[flamesignitea]

❝ bored? of you? impossible. ❞

"I'm glad you don't think so. I know we've been only really spending time together at home and stuff when we're not working, but I never feel like that's enough."

Sometimes Roy felt like that could be boring for Havoc, not only that but they had also both had been pretty busy at times. So, they've only had time to spend after hours when they were just about to head to bed, usually. Then Roy had an interesting idea, just to change up the game a little bit.

"Why don't we try to do something together? You know.. Just the two of us." Like a date, basically.

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[theirwatchdog]

another crumpled up piece of paper is thrown at the blondes' head. they had their fair share of paperwork , but that didn't mean that the taller male was actually gonna do it. a yawn escapes parted lips , louder & overly exaggerated to attempt to get the others attention. finally , he paper airplanes a scribbled note ( maybe that attempt will work. )

HUNGRY. the note reads , chicken scratch was emils handwriting , a clear sign he did not care. before jean could react , emil begrudgingly pulls himself up and walker , hovering over the other.

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[flamesignitea]

Pokes his cheek

Feels Havoc's finger poke at his cheek he looks over at him. "Where have you been?"

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[flamesignitea]

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Havoc's laughing until his sides hurt now. ♥

"I will literally bite you."

[nerditudes]

@smokeyknight is seeing ghosts

This had been an unexpected turn of events. Maes stood in the hall of Mustang's apartment, having expected his roommate home at this hour. He had been making dinner for the two of them, nothing too fancy but a nice meal and a stiff drink after work was the least he could do.

When Havoc had been the one to open the door-- it left him frozen mid greeting.

His expression eventually shifted as he averted his gaze. How was he to handle this situation? To tell his old friend what price Roy had paid. He was dead. Past tense. And here he was, alive as the day he'd died.

"I--I'm sorry we didn't tell you."