Bad Days

By: Song

Summary: On bad days, it was all Ed could do to roll out of bed and pretend to be okay.

A/U: Written on one of said bad days.


Few people know that Edward Elric suffers chronic pain. It's just not something he mentions- it isn't like anything can be done about it. Pain is just part of his reality. Some of it he even knew wasn't real- but that didn't make it any easier. On the days (like today)- where his wrist and hand were aching something awful it was painfully obvious.

Especially seeing as the wrist, hand and arm that they were attached to no longer existed.

The idea of the great Fullmetal Alchemist being in constant, physical pain was... wrong. He was supposed to be untouchable. Unreachable.

He was supposed to be something more than human.

He suspects that some of the people at the office know. Mustang, to name one. On bad days (like today), the short comments were kept at a minimum. And though he'd never say it out loud- he was grateful.

Because on those days (like today), it was all he could do to get out of bed and pretend to be okay.


Fin