Blind Love (Roy Mustang x Reader)

3.2

Roy was peacefully slumbering with his feet on the desk when Fuery had suddenly barged into his office.

"Sir! An urgent message from the Fuhrer's office."

The Brigadier General's eyes shot opened and he immediately sat up straight.

"What is it?"

The Sergeant looked unusually nervous.

"There was an assassination attempt during the opening ceremony for the new school."

Roy's eyes widened in shock.

"Is the Fuhrer safe? How many casualties?"

"The Fuhrer is safe aside from a few scratches and although there hasn't been an exact count, it seems there are only a few injuries, sir."

A sigh of relief escaped Roy as he slumped back into his chair.

"Sir, the Fuhrer is fine bu- but the General..."

The color drained from his face as he suddenly recalled you telling him about the school opening. Originally, only the Fuhrer was supposed to be attend, but his team of publicists thought it better to have someone more involved in the Ishval War for better press.

The Flame Alchemist stood up immediately and barely registered what Sergeant Fury was saying to him. As he was putting on his coat, the only words that he managed to pick up were bullet and surgery.

He opened the door with so much force that his entire squad was looking at him. As he was leaving, Hawkeye stopped him and he could feel his frustration rising.

"General Mustang, I strongly advise you to not leave the premises for your own safety."

His heart was beating against his chest; he needed to make sure you were fine.

"Man the station while I'm gone Lieutenant, that's an order."

Hawkeye nodded in defeat, she knew there was no use in trying to stop him.

Roy walked in fast strides towards his car and ignored all of the panicking soldiers passing by him.

When he finally got to his car, he fished around in his pockets for his keys and instead found a small velvet box in his right coat pocket. He clenched his teeth and forced his tears back as he remembered the engagement ring in his pocket. He was trying to find the appropriate time to pop the question, but now he was afraid that he would never get the opportunity to.

No, he couldn't think like that. He had to be strong, for you.

Finally, he found his keys and he drove like a madman all the way to the hospital. As soon as the car came to a stop, he immediately jumped out and ran inside.

The hospital was filled with injured soldiers and civilians. It was chaotic but he only had one thought in his mind: you.

He looked around for a hospital staff member but there was none in sight so instead he turned to the soldier on duty.

"Where's General (l/n)?!" he practically yelled.

The soldier seemed startled, but he immediately pointed him towards the right direction.

Roy ran up the stairs and when he got to the top floor, he was immediately met with a few of the Fuhrer's personal soldiers.

"General Mustang, over here!"

That voice, it belonged to your adjutant, Walther.

When he approached the group of your men, he could see the fatigue and worry etched in their faces.

"How's the general, Colonel Walther?"

As he was about to answer he heard a voice behind him.

"She's currently in surgery. The doctor says she lost a lot of blood," the Fuhrer said as he sat down on one of the waiting room benches.

Roy's mind started jumping to conclusions, the worst ones coming first. What if you didn't make it and he never even got a chance to propose? What if he never got to hear your voice again? Beside him Walther also started to panic. He was riddled with guilt as he tried to imagine living with himself if you had died under his protection.

While all of them were lost in their thoughts, the Fuhrer snapped them out of their thoughts and interrupted the somber silence.

He motioned for Roy to take a seat next to him while giving him a reassuring smile.

"She'll be okay, Roy boy. The general is one of the strongest soldiers I've seen."

Roy nodded weakly while setting himself down next to the old man.

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The next few moments were happening too quickly for Roy to comprehend.

When you came out of surgery you were stable and the doctor said that you would be making a smooth recovery. The doctor reassured Roy and as soon as Roy felt any sense of relief, everything started to go downhill.

Your body started convulsing and Roy tried to hold you down as he called out for help. The first person to respond was the soldier stationed in the hallway. Upon hearing the Roy's voice, he quickly went to retrieve the doctor in charge.

When the doctor arrived, he pulled up his sleeves and called out for a nurse while pushing Roy out of the way.

"She's going into cardiac arrest!"

The convulsing stopped and you went still.

The doctor called out for epinephrine and started to administer CPR while the nurses injected you with the chemicals.

Upon hearing the commotion, your subordinates started to enter the room. When they saw your still body, each of them looked at each and felt a knot appearing in their throats; they had never seen their commanding officer look so vulnerable. You always had a cold exterior, but they knew that you always had the best intentions and that you worked harder than any other officer.

In the midst of the soldiers, Roy stood anxiously waiting for you to respond but there was nothing. Eventually the doctor stopped all his ministrations and his shoulders dropped in defeat.

Roy immediately got to your side and pulled you into his chest and sobbed into your hair.

"Please (y/n), don't leave me."