The Right Thing | By : fireun Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4065 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The meeting proved to be just as tedious as Roy had assumed it would, allowing time for his stomach to cease its cranky burbling and grumbling. Hell he had almost recovered the last few fragments of his smug, self assured smile when he walked out of the office and directly into Ed.
“Ah. Edward…”
“Sir.” The honorific was so terribly out of place on Ed’s lips, which was probably Ed’s intention. He met Roy’s eyes aggressively, allowing Roy to take in not only their glaring vehemence, but the obvious bruising and reddening most likely due to lack of sleep.
Or at least that is what the little demon in the back of Roy’s mind was hoping.
“Fullmetal.” Roy countered, letting just enough disdain to seep into his words, just a hint of a sneer.
That got a reaction, though in hindsight, Roy probably should have avoided antagonizing the already irate alchemist. Ed fair bristled, his face contorting into a study of hatred as he glared up at Roy. “Was there anything you needed, sir?”
Roy thought for a moment about saying no, about letting Ed stalk off in a huff…and as attractive as watching that would be, what with the very non-regulation tight pants Ed was fond of wearing, but it wouldn’t help solve anything in the long run. He had managed to start this little spat of theirs, and he might as well make some sort of attempt at smoothing it over.
“Would you like to get some lunch?”
Ed twitched, obviously not expecting a polite invitation in response to his baiting. “What does that have to do with anything?”
“It’s lunch time. I thought you might be hungry. My treat, of course.”
Ed glared at him, obviously suspicious, most likely more so of the beaming smile on Roy’s face than the words themselves.
“No.” he finally replied.
“No?” Roy raised an eyebrow.
“No. I don’t want to get lunch. I’m not hungry.” A rather pathetic sort of gurgle sputtered ominously from Ed’s midsection.
Roy’s own stomach attempted a sort of sympathetic burble, but was foiled by the fact Roy had ingested enough of Maes’ old hangover cure to solve a regiment of stomach aches earlier that morning.
“Not feeling well?” Roy murmured solicitously.
“Shut up.” Ed growled.
“I might have something…”
“No.”
“Are you sure? I…”
“I said no.” Ed snarled. “I can fucking take care of myself. When will you get that through your damn head?”
And back to the very root of their problem.
Roy didn’t try to justify his words, didn’t try to defend himself, as it would only set Ed off more. After some impressive glaring Ed turned on heel and stalked off. Roy sagged as soon as Ed’s eyes turned away, watched as the blond left, a helpless sort of look on his face. “But I…” it was irrational, it was more than a little demeaning…but damn did he want to chase off everything in the world that had hurt, would hurt, Edward Elric. He wasn’t the romantic heroic type, sure as hell wasn’t used to wanting to be someone’s damn white knight…Was it such a terrible thing, to want to take of ones lover, to make sure they were protected? He hadn’t meant to come off as intruding, as overprotective…It was a dangerous assignment, and he had never meant for Ed to find out it had been reassigned to someone else…
It was all Ed’s fault. If he wasn’t so irresitably…so addictively….addictive…
And so infuriatingly touchy…
Roy’s stomach gurgled thoughtfully, wondering if maybe it could get something to eat. Roy wondered if he would be missed at the office if he took the afternoon off, as he was sorely tempted to see if the answer to his problem might actually be in the bottom of a bottle of brandy…
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