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.₊̣̇. 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘷𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘹 .₊̣̇.
Colonel Mustang's office at Central Command seemed stuffy the next morning, the atmosphere wrought with a specific tenseness that emitted from Miles di Angelo. There was none of the usual rowdiness that usually happened between Roy Mustang and his subordinates (Kain Fuery, Riza Hawkeye, Vato Falman, Jean Havoc, Heymans Breda, and Black Hayate. Miles was apart of the team and of a lower ranking, but his boyfriend didn't like to refer to him as a subordinate).
Everyone (seemingly except Roy) could feel the energy radiating from the second State Alchemist, causing them to tread lightly on unknowing grounds. Even Maes Hughes had poked his head in earlier, eager to bother his best friend, but had quickly stepped out with a nervous chuckle.
Luckily the room wasn't too quiet, with the bustling out in the hall and the Colonel's loudmouth who wouldn't put his phone down.
Jean Havoc was the first– and only– person to approach Miles, putting out his cigarette and standing up with a slight groan. As he approaches the brown haired man, he noticed his intense stare at his beloved who spoke confidently into the wired telephone.
No one knew what Miles was thinking. No one knew of the plan he was trying his hardest to concoct.
Havoc leaned against di Angelo's desk and crossed his arms, grinning slyly as the other man looked his way.
"What's wrong, Miles? Lover's quarrel?"
The aforementioned threw his head down at the playful question, moaning as if his world was falling apart. Breda chuckled subconsciously at the dramatics.
"Noooo, ugh!I just want him to propose!"
Jean froze at the revelation, eyes widening and air becoming caught in his throat. His gaze snapped to his superior, who could be seen making kissy faces in Miles' direction before returning to his call. Miles' glare hardened, and Jean's shoulders relaxed when he realized that Mustang had not heard his boyfriend's cries of anguish.
"Well, uh," the blonde chuckled nervously, "good luck with that. I– I'm going to go back to my paperwork."
Miles ignored his friend, his mind already back to brainstorming.
ෆ˟̑*̑˚̑*̑˟̑ෆ i was gonna try to finish this book b4 school started next week but,,,, Lmao
anyways chapters are gonna be short. theres literally not much else to write besides the very basic plot???
