you never thought you’d see Colonel Mustang so depressed, but after the passing of Maes Hughes, you were sorely reminded he had feelings too. He barely left his office, always trying to put on a smile in front of others. You could tell he wanted to cry, and it was tearing you apart. He shouldn’t have to hide his feelings like he is now

you were in his office looking through files and reports. At least that’s what you told yourself and the others when they invited you to eat lunch with them

what was the real reason? Well you were going to try and make him cry- not in a mean way though. You want him to release his feelings and the tension

he glances up from his paperwork, peering at you with narrowed eyes

“Shouldn’t you be at lunch?”

he asks with a stern look on his face. He hadn’t been sleeping. The bags under his eyes said enough, but his voice was raspy and lower than usual