title: comfort
fandom: fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood (roy/riza)
warnings: none
summary: d is for domesticity.
Riza quietly toes off her shoes: it's been a long night. In the bedroom, Roy is emphatically asleep, limbs everywhere. She slides under the covers, nudging him with her hip; he grumbles, but remains in place. She nudges more insistently.
Roy half opens one eye. "What."
"Scoot."
"I'm warming it for you," he mumbles, rolling over to one side. After Riza has settled, he rolls back against her, hand on her stomach.
"You are very sweet," Riza says, reclaiming one of the three pillows. "But you are a terrible liar."
"Such slander," he replies, and is, an instant later, asleep.