As long as it's midnight somewhere, I haven't failed. XD
Playing With Fire [Roy/Hughes - FMA]
Warnings: Fluff
Roy Mustang hated the fact that his best friend had been more bubby this week than any other week he'd known him. Maes Hughes was showing up with a grin everywhere, leaving little cryptic notes on his desk, photos of him and telling everyone around him that the Flame Alchemist had a secret.
He pulled his jacket tighter around him as the dreaded snow began to fall again, his new boots crunching in the ice as he dragged himself back to his apartment. He saw movement in his window the moment he was close enough to pay attention, his gloves on in a moment as he pushed the door inward and stepped into the dark.
He was kissed and shoved against the wall before he could take a breath, his fingers scrabbling at the wall behind him for purchace before he finally managed to punch his molester across the jaw. The cry was familiar, bare moments before the lights in his apartment sprang into life.
"Surprise!" The crowd rang out, bouncing from nowhere, Roy's dark eyes taking a moment to adjust to the brightness before taking in Maes barely conscious on the ground and his almost-family joyus around him. The banner surprised him though, followed by the tug on his arm as his best friend pulled himself up using the Alchemist as leverage.
"Happy anniversary," Maes whispered, nipping at his ear lobe discreetly before pulling away and grinning to the rest of them. Now that Roy was here, the real party could begin.