A flaming encounter

Roy x Ed
This is set in an alternate universe, where there is no alchemy. Roy is a rich entrepreneur of some description, and Edward his ever so loyal personal assistant. Rated M for later chapters but for now no smut. (Also for some reason I feel Edward should wear reading glasses, it just sounds sexy XD)

Chapter 1

"Are we done here?" Edward asked, his arms folded. It had been a long day of business meetings and he was tired.
"Almost, I just have to sign a few things and you can go." Roy doesn't look up from his papers. Edward sits on the sofa in the office, yawning.
"Fine, just hurry it up."

After another half an hour of scratching, Roy stretches out. Edward looked over, his eyes half open.
"Okay that about wraps it up."
"Awesome, I'm starved."
"Let's go." Edward jumps excitedly from the sofa. It was rare that he and Roy went out after work, but they did work in tandem day in day out. Today was one of the few days they'd arranged to go out. Roy's business was booming and they finally had a whole weekend free.

The conversation steers towards food: Edward's favourite subject. They laughed and argued playfully as they made their way to the restaurant. It was like they were two sides of the same coin. Roy was a narcissistic womaniser who could charm a snake out of a basket just by smiling, and Edward was a selfless, shy young man with very little romantic experience. A lot of people often wondered how the two of them maintained such a sweet relationship. And the answer was simple.

Edward had a huge crush on Roy.

During business hours he had to remain strictly professional, burying his feelings deep down. And by the time he went to bed he was too tired to dig them up again. So he just dreamed of a day where they might take their relationship past that of work. Though Edward wasn't sure Roy even liked men, never mind him. They enjoy their meal and a few drinks, . He throws him down on the sofa as usual, and yawns widely.
"Damn you're heavy." Roy snores softly on the sofa, his mouth open just a bit. Edward stares at his lips, wondering what it must be like to kiss them. He shakes the thoughts from his head and goes to sleep in the guest bedroom. It wasn't out of the ordinary, Roy often had to bring work home with him, and as a result Edward as well.

The next morning Roy woke up to quiet clinking in the kitchen. He sits up and sees a blonde in his kitchen.
"Did I get lucky or what." He chuckles. He shuffles sleepily towards them, and wraps his arms around their waist.
"Morning beautiful." Edward freezes. His face turned deep red as Roy's hands travel up his body, reaching his chest. That's when Roy notices something is up.
"Edward?"
"P-please get off me." Edward's hands were clenched so tightly that his nails began to dig into the palms of his hands.
Roy pulls back embarrassed, rubbing his face.
"I'm sorry, must still be drunk."
"Th-there's a fresh pot of coffee for you if you want it." Edward rushed out of the house before Roy could say anything else. He heads home and slams his front door. His face was still red, one of many things that still lingered. He stares up at the ceiling, his hands clasped over his chest.

"This is no good." He thought. Since he had so much free time, he spent it in his usual fashion. Relaxing.

He ran a hot bubble bath and stripped his clothes off. His body felt lighter with each item of clothing that was removed, and he sighs.
"That's better, I'm long overdue a bath." When the bath was full he slowly steps in, sinking beneath the water. As he stared at the tiles he thought back to the incident with Roy earlier. He didn't exactly hate it, but it was a major shock to the system. The way it made his body react felt so…good. His face turns crimson as he continues the situation in his mind, and dunks his head under the water to calm down.

"Go away." He thought.

Eventually Edward had calmed down to the point where he could think rationally again. All he wanted to do was read and have something to eat. No matter how much he tried he couldn't pull his thoughts away from Roy. He grumbles and buries his face in his hands.
"Why him? Of all people I…"

Suddenly his doorbell rings, and his heart pounds. He answers the door, and sees Roy standing there. Edward's face turns red as he steps back, keeping a safe distance.
"May I come in?"
"That depends. Are you going to molest me again?" Roy sighs and walks in.
"I came to apologise about that. I'm really sorry Edward." Edward clears his throat.
"W-well you should be. I don't look like that much of a girl…do I?" Roy smiles slightly and shakes his head.
"You look enough like a guy to me, except for the long hair. I think that's what confused me."

"And the copious amount of whiskey you drank last night."
"That too." A few seconds of silence pass, and Roy finally speaks up.
"How about we get out of here? We could…I don't know have brunch or something?" Edward's heart skipped a beat. Was he asking him out? He shook it off and looks at Roy.
"Fine. Where are we going?"

He gets changed and they head out to brunch. He expected Roy to go to some fancy five-star place, but instead they head to a quiet place just outside of town. There were fewer people there, but plenty of lovely girls. Edward knew as soon as Roy saw the skirt he'd be off like a cat with a laser pen. They sit down, and a waitress brings two menus.
"May I take your drink order while you decide on your food?" She chirped, eyeing Roy.
"Coffee, black." They chimed together. They both laugh, and the waitress places a number on their table.
"I'll be right back."

Roy's head follows her behind, and Edward rolls his eyes.
"Come on Ed, you telling me she's not your type?" Roy smirks, resting his chin on his hand. Edward blushes and sits back into the chair.
"I-I'm not really the dating type, too much work to do."
"You must have had at least one girlfriend?" Edward shakes his head. The waitress returns with the coffee and Edward focuses on the menu. They each order what they want and the girl wanders off again. Edward was starting to get annoyed with her, batting her eyes at Roy like that. She couldn't be any less subtle if she hit him in the head with a paddle that said 'I'm hot for you'.

Edward snickers at his own joke, and sips his drink. The conversation starts to flow a little more smoothly, and they take their time enjoying their meal. Edward checks his pocket watch: 2pm. His eyes linger on the clock face, and time seems to slow down.
"Everything okay Edward?" Roy asked, raising an eyebrow. Edward jumps and snaps the watch shut.
"Yeah I...I've got some work to catch up on. I'll see you later Mr Mustang."
"How many times have I told you, just call me Roy."
"See ya." Edward leaves some money for the bill and heads home. It was going to be a long day, and an even longer one come Monday morning.