waiting for stamped invitations
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Char./Pairing: Noah/Edward
Rating: PG
Warnings: none.
Summary: Typical dance and watch.
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Maybe this borderlines obsession or at least some level of odd. Edward knows he's probably going to be paying for this later, but he's enjoying himself. Her hair lengthens noticeably through time and it looks better and better as she winds herself around. There is no music but that's never stopped her. The dress she wears is loose and worn down, like a thin blanket around her form.
Seeing her dance has always been charming, despite the few first times he had been been stressed. Before seeing his brother again, she used to prance around the guest room, where she didn't believe no one was watching. Of course, he always was.
Edward closes his eyes, smiling in spite. He knows loving her isn't the right thing. There's so much he still has to do. However, Edward likes breaking all kinds of rules when he knows he can get away with it.
Someone steps in front of him, revealing his little hiding spot against the building wall. His heart stops when he recognizes her. She smiles and holds out an open palm.
"You could join me," Noah whispers smoothly and with an embarrassed smile, he takes her hand.
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Love these two. Not sure why there's so much hate for Noah, but whatever.
Enjoy.