author's note: I decided to bring this back. Formally used to be known as "Bureizu" under a different account. If you haven't already read this, then expect crack and Royai shenanigans. This shall be updated weekly.

Title: Good Morning
Genres: Romance/Humour
Rating: T
Couple: Royai

Good Morning
Chapter 1.

She wasn't drunk last night. Well, for the record, neither was he–– which was quite promising to be honest. The heel of her foot rested against his knee, and she wondered if he was awake yet. She felt awkward to turn around and see if his eyes were open or not, so remained still for a few minutes.

They hadn't slept together before. This was a whole new experience for them. Actually, it was a whole new experience for Riza in general. Never had she slept with a guy before–– at least, not to her knowledge. She had to admit over the years she felt like she had been "missing out", but work was demanded her attention all the time, and sex was hardly a priority.

... she figured it was for Roy Mustang though.

'Always put sex before work, Hawkeye. It's not only healthier, it's... nicer too,' he would say to her whenever she would criticise him when he entered into HQ doors late. The reason for his slight absence was, of course, because he had to sort out the woman he had "fun" with the previous evening.

She would scoff at him. "Always put sex before work". It honestly irritated her so much she was afraid she might hurt him.

Last night she had learnt that "the heat of the moment" idea was not true. It was a bit of a disappointment but during the whole "experience" she hadn't been thinking anyway. She was more concerned about which part goes where and what she should do next.

He was experienced though. Very experienced. She wondered if that was a good thing or not.

Their ordeal last night had happened because they were finally able to snatch some time together, and their feelings for each other were bubbling anyway, and she couldn't deny the fact she was incredibly hormonal at that hour. But, to her, it wasn't just "sex". What had happened last night was so much more deeper than that.

That was why he hadn't left. He stayed.

Her sigh accidently caused her heel to glide up his leg, and he made a small noise. She knew then that he was awake. He was certainly awake when he mumbled her name. When Riza rolled around to face him, he gave her a warm smile. The morning sun glistened over his gorgeous white skin and black hair, and she had to admit she had never felt so happy to see him than she did now.

His left arm rose a little, and he curled his hand into a ball. She frowned a little, and made the same action, before they both fisted one another.

'Good work last night, buddy.'

She scoffed, and slapped him.

'Good morning to you too,' he grinned, and she couldn't hold back the smirk crawling up her own face.