#Why are the elric brothers always suffering can someone give them a break please

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I was gonna be silly about fma, having watched brotherhood a few years ago I think, but damn. did not expect it to be this heavy :(

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If you're still taking prompts could you write a royai oneshot where Roy has been really sick and ends up so dehydrated that he passes out in front of his entire team, including the elric brothers and Maes Hughes and Riza seems especially worried and Hughes is suspicious so she finally reveals to him at the hospital that she and Roy have been secretly seeing each other for over a year and when they visit Roy, hughes sees them together and knew that riza would make the perfect wife for roy?

of course!! always!! thank you :D

(also sorry for the over a year part in terms of how long they’ve been seeing each other, i just hc they’ve been “together” since roy finished at the academy bc that time apart made them realise just how much they love each other UWU)

hope you enjoy it!

“Sir, Ireally think-”

“I’m fine,Lieutenant.”

He heard Hawkeyeexhale forcefully through her nose, clearly unhappy at his dismissal of herquiet concern. Roy knew he should listen, she always knew better than him, but theywere close to finishing this tour and he didn’t want to delay their time in theheat any longer. His headache was pounding in his skull so badly it wouldn’t lethim focus on anything else. A quick glance through squinted eyes told himHawkeye was just as uncomfortable as he was in this freak heat wave, however theirtour guide seemed less than concerned.

General Grummanhad been explaining the goings on in the East for the last half hour as theytoured with the team around Eastern HQ. Unfortunately, their military clotheswere heavy in the oppressive and unforgiving East City heat. It was the heightof summer and in order to appear composed and in control - a façade he put upalmost every day - Roy had opted to leave his black jacket on. It was no wonderHawkeye had noticed his swearing, because it was pouring off him. Stupidly, inorder to save face, he kept said jacket on.

Couple that with theflu like symptoms he had discovered earlier that morning, today was an accidentwaiting to happen.

Idiot, was the thought that came to him as he feltthe world greying.

“Sir?”Hawkeye called, concerned. Roy swayed on his feet, feet stalling, then one shootingout to the side to catch his balance. He felt Hawkeye’s hands - because whoelse would it be, really - on his shoulders, directing him towards something hedid not know. His vision was still greying, almost gone. He felt even moreuncomfortably hot, his skin burning underneath his clothes.

He saw Edwardturn around, heard the clang of Alphonse’s armour as he too stopped walking. Well, at least the kid will get a kick outof this, Roy thought as he felt bile burn in the back of his throat. Hehadn’t eaten anything that morning thanks to his elusive appetite and the flu,so that sweet burn was all acid. Great.

Roy supposed thismade him and Edward even now. The kid had griped all the way to the East aboutcoming here for this tour, even after Roy explained that it was an operation togather intel about high military command, just like Madame Christmas didthrough her bar. However, that didn’t satisfy Edward. They were heading eastanyway, Roy had grumbled to Hawkeye as he tried to will his headache away whileboarding the train that morning. When would the kid give him a break?

Well, not afterthis embarrassment.

“Mustang?”Grumman asked, regarding his condition.

Roy swayed, bodygoing limp as he heard Hawkeye order someone to get him some water.

* * *

“Sir, that-”

“Spare methe lecture, please, Hawkeye,” Roy groaned in response, leaning backagainst the pillows of the hospital bed he was occupying. Not only had hepassed out from heat exhaustion and dehydration, but he’d done it in front of aGeneral and the rest of his team.

“- wascompletely idiotic,” Hawkeye continued to admonish, disregarding hisrequest. Not that he would have been able to stop her anyway. “I knewthere was something wrong and you just hadto play the bigger man, didn’t you?”

“Lieutenant-” he warned.

“Heat strokeis not a joke, as I’m sure you remember.” Her eyes pinned his, trappinghim in them. He did remember. She’d suffered from it when they were kids afterescaping into the forest during the summer on one of Roy’s days off fromstudying. He had panicked but luckily a local hunter who had been out searchingfor meat had come across them and gotten help. Roy still remembered it as oneof the most terrifying experiences of his childhood. “Which is why I wasable to recognise the signs and tried to warn you –”

“Sorry, Ishould have listened,” he replied in exasperation, still embarrassed aboutpassing out in front of everyone. Shame creeped into his chest every time hethought about it. “I remember how bad it was,” Roy added, voice quieter,hands fisting the sheet by his sides. “I’m sorry.”

He shifted in hisbed, expression showing his discomfort and Hawkeye reached behind his back tomove a pillow, so he was more comfortable. He shot her a grateful smile, towhich her expression softened slightly, and Hawkeye returned his smile.

“Knock,knock!” Roy heard Hughes announces jovially from the doorway. He groanedagain, head hitting the pillow. Roy also didn’t miss how Hawkeye almost jumpedaway from his side, putting space between the two of them.

* * *

As Hughes watchedHawkeye fluff up the pillows behind Mustang without being asked, he grinned tohimself, his suspicions were confirmed. They were made to be together, no doubtabout it.

“So,”Hughes began, barely able to contain his amusement as he sauntered into theroom. Spinning one of the chairs at Mustang’s bedside around backwards, he satin it, forearms resting atop the back of the chair. “What’s all thisabout?” he grinned.

The pair blinkedat him in confusion.

“Allwhat?” Mustang asked.

Now, Hughesdidn’t get far in the investigations department based on his good looks.Despite the glasses, his sharp eyes picked up on the stiffening of theLieutenant’s shoulders, the way her fingers twitched slightly by her sides,looking like she was trying her hardest not to ball them into fists. Mustanglooked genuinely confused, but that dumbass had never been good at picking upon a certain range of emotions radiating from his Lieutenant.

For someone who envisioneda better future for this country, he was certainly blind when it came to RizaHawkeye, Hughes mused.

“Youtwo.” Finally, Roy picked up on what he was getting at and he toostiffened. They wore matching expressions, that “oh shit we might bebusted here but I’m trying not to let it show” look. It was adorable.

“I don’tknow what you’re talking -” Roy began casually, expertly recovering fromhis slip up. Hawkeye, however, remained guarded and looked ready to flee at amoment’s notice.

“I juststood and watched the Lieutenant fluff up the pillow behind you without beingasked to,” Hughes pointed out. “And I bet you both didn’t even thinkabout it.” Bingo. “That’s notbehaviour a CO and a subordinate share, is it? So, how long?”

The room wassilent for a moment or two. Finally, they shared a look and a silentcommunication passed between the two. Surprisingly, it was Hawkeye whoanswered.

“After Roygraduated from the academy.”

Hughes raised aneyebrow. That was interesting. Hechuckled. “Well you certainly have everyone fooled, me included.”

“Hughes,”Mustang began to beg. “You can’t -”

“Tellanyone, I know. I’m not stupid. You two, maybe,” he winked. “But notme. I couldn’t do that to a friend.” As fun as it would be to watchMustang began, Hughes didn’t want to invoke Hawkeye’s wrath. “It will beout little secret,” Hughes winked, rising from his chair.

“Aren’t you goingto ask me how I’m doing?” Mustang asked, mildly affronted.

“Nah, I hadsomething way more important to ask,”Hughes replied while opening the door, turning to shoot them both a knowinglook. “Plus, I’ve got my own two eyes, I can see how well you’re doing.” Mustangfrowned. Hughes left the room laughing at his expression. “Get yourself a wife,Roy,” he called back over his shoulder with a wave, hearing Roy grumble loudly.“Preferably the woman right under your nose, you blind bastard” he added softlyto himself.

“Hey, is theColonel okay?” Alphonse asked as the Elric brothers hastily made their way upthe corridor towards Mustang’s room. The worry was clear in Alphonse’s voiceand even Edward looked concerned.

“He’ll be fine,”Hughes reassured them. “He has the best people looking after him,” he grinned.