Roy walked out of the bathroom dripping wet and steam pouring of his very muscular chest and toned arms. He walked down the hall and to his room and grabbed the door handle when he heard a light whimper. Roy walked across the hall to the guest room that Ed was using. Opening the door to the room, he saw the small frame of Ed wrapped around his pillow and sobbing heavily into it. Roy tried to turn around and not listen, and he walked into his room and locked the door. Dressing himself he placed himself in bed and turned out the lights. But trying to go to sleep was the wrong thing to do. Every time that Roy closed his eyes, he saw that small fragile form lying in bed and sobbing into his pillow. It also didn't help that he could still hear him and it didn't show signs of stopping anytime soon.
Roy, being very annoyed and very tired now, walked out to the hall and was about to burst threw the door when he heard Ed call out for his mother. Roy knew from Al himself that he only does that when he is truly upset. The last time that happen was when Hughes passed on. With that thought a twang of pain, bitterness, and rage went threw him but was gone again when he heard Ed call out for Al. He normally did that and Al comforted him. But Al was no longer there and that made the sobbing worse. Roy couldn't take it. Opening the door he walked over to the bed with all intentions of waking the sleeping boy, but when he got to his bedside something stopped him. Instead of waking him, Roy ran his hand threw Ed's hair that was left out of his usual braid.
'What the hell am I doing?!' Roy thought to himself. Roy slowly caressed the soft tender skin of Ed's cheek. Very slowly Ed started to calm and lean into Roy hand. Roy thought, though he couldn't be sure, he heard Ed purr a little purr. A small smile found its way to Roy normally scowled face, warming it and the years of bitterness melted away in just those few seconds. 'Fullmetal, how is it that you do this to me?' Roy sat on the edge of the bed and continued to runs his hand threw Ed's hair. Roy stroked Ed's tears away with his thumb and Ed shifted so that his head was rested in Roy's lap. Looking around Roy made sure that his night maid was nowhere to be found and pull the small boy into his arms and Ed curled up in Roy's strong embrace. Gripping Roy's nightshirt, Ed drifted back into a deep slumber.
Roy looked down at the sleeping frame and kissed his forehead. "I……… lo……… you," the sleeping body in Roy's arms stated. He blushed. Roy never had anyone, let alone a boy, say that they loved him. Then again, Roy couldn't be sure that it was really him that Ed loved or if it was even love and not loathe. Either way Roy couldn't help himself, he bent down and pulled Ed into the most passionate kiss that he could muster.
Laying Ed back into his bed, Roy walked out of the room and back to his. "Did that just happen?" Roy placed his fingers on his lips and stroked them, making himself smile once again at the thought of how soft and how well Ed's lips felt against his own. But Roy was a little uneasy. He thought that he felt Ed kiss him back. "Was he awake? Or was he responding in a dream? This needs further investigating." With that Roy turned out his light and fell off to sleep.