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Close Enough (FMA, HavocxRoy, PG-13, yaoi/fluff)

Title: Close Enough
Author: zinthos
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Type: Yaoi, fluff
Pairing: HavocxRoy
Rating: PG-13 (sexual implications)
Challenge: Past challenges--dialogue challenge. Wrote this in 34 minutes.
Disclaimer: Again, I don't own 'em. That's Arakawa's domain.

“So how many drinks have you had, sir?”

“One.”

“Only one?”

“I don’t drink as quickly as you do.”

“But you would if you could.”

“Why the sudden interest, Second Lieutenant?”

“…er.”

“…”

“What?”

“I’m waiting for an answer.”

“Yessir. I figured that, sir.”

“Stop that.”

“What, sir?”

“The sir.”

“This sir, sir?”

“…”

“Just a joke. Honest.”

“Good. Why are you so interested?”

“…who said I was interested?”

“You did.”

“I did?”

“Before we came in here. You said you were interested in going drinking with me. A stress-reliever, you said.”

“Oh. I did.”

“But that still doesn’t answer my question.”

“Um.”

“Well?”

“Um…why don’t you get yourself another drink first?”

“I told you. I can’t drink that fast.”

“I can wait.”

“I’d rather you not.”

“Fine. I…well…you steal a lot of my girlfriends.”

“I wouldn’t call it stealing, Second Lieutenant.”

“…”

“I usually get to them first anyway.”

“Then it’s pre-emptive stealing.”

“...”

“It is!”

“Don’t make me strangle you, Second Lieutenant. Please continue.”

“Right. Well, you pre-emptively steal a lot of my girlfriends. And by a lot I mean all.”

“Fine, fine. What’s your point?”

“Er. Are you sure you don’t want another drink?”

“If you absolutely insist…”

“I do.”

“… …”

“And you say you can’t drink a lot.”

“…”

“That feels better, right?”

“Vaguely.”

“Great. Anyway. I thought I’d get revenge.”

“Revenge.”

“Yeah.”

“…and how many drinks have you had?”

“… ….uhh…carry the one…three?”

“Mmm. I thought so.”

“That’s not funny.”

“I wasn’t joking.”

“…”

“Anyway. Continue.”

“Hold on. … … …. There. Four’s a better number than three anyway.”

“Hnn.”

“Right, revenge. All the girls chase after you, right?”

“Rightfully so.”

“Yeeeessir. But they chase after you. All th’time.”

“We’ve established that.”

“An’ they all like y’an’ stuff. So I gots an idea.”

“…I think it’s my turn to get another drink.”

“Y’aven’t even ‘eard it yet!”

“I know. Thank god for small miracles.”

“That ain’t nice.”

“… … ….mmm. Continue on. You had an idea?”

“Yeah. An idea. If’n they’re all lookin’ f’you, then th’next best thing t’do is t’get you. An’ then go affer dem.”

“Really now.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And you thought this up all by yourself?”

“Well…Breda kinna helped. Onna li’l bit. Hey, bartender? Kinna get ‘nother beer?”

“I think you’ve had enough.”

“Nono, one more.”

“I think you’ve had enough.”

“Jus’ one m--hey! Gimme that back!”

“I need it more than you do.”

“Why?”

“Because I was about to agree to help you.”

“Huh?”

“Your revenge, Second Lieutenant. Taking me and then the women. But now that I’m feeling a bit woozy, I don’t think I will.”

“Y’won’t? Not atall?”

“No. Feel free to make them jealous, but I have no intention of letting you run back to them.”

“…huh?”

“Nevermind. Bend down a little.”

“A’ight.”

“Now move a little closer.”

“Waitaminute. Whatcha doin’?”

“Taking advantage of a drunken subordinate in the name of ‘revenge.’”

“Oh. Sounds good.”

“A little closer, please.”

“Like th--mmph!”

“Mmph.”

“…mmmm…mm…”

“…good?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Then again.”

“MMMmmm.”

“…were you trying to say something, Second Lieutenant?”

“Nosssir.”

“I told you, don’t--“

“Mmm.”

“…”

“…sir?”

“That’s my neck.”

“Oh. Mmm?”

“Ears.”

“Mmm-mm.”

“Chin.”

“Mm!”

“Mmm.”

“… …mm. Y’hands’re warm.”

“And your face is hot. Bright red. Embarrassed, are we?”

“Mmph.”

“I hope you were aiming for that.”

“Yeeeeeah.”

“Good. But not here.”

“Why not?”

“Because there are other people here.”

“Oh. Yeah. Huh. That’s weird.”

“Car?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re not driving.”

“We’re goin’ s’mmere?”

“I suppose not.”

“Right.”

“Watch your feet. Don’t--“

“Ow!”

“--trip on your way out.”

“Eheh.”

“Nevermind. Just stay there.”

“…wi’people watchin’?”

“You’re up against the car. Just open the door.”

“Yesssssir.”

“What did I say about that?”

“…”

“Good. There’s too many buttons on this shirt.”

“Ohhh, yeah. Looks like…uhh…carry the one…”

“Second lieutenant?”

“Yesssssir?”

“Arithmetic is not a turn-on.”

“Yesssssir.”

“So try something else.”

“…mmph?”

“…”

“I missed?”

“No. You’re close enough.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“… ….”

End
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