This may be the beginning of a Roy/Ed drabbledom of fluff. Rating may go up. Got the inspiration while making a snack, and it demanded to be written. Probably the fastest story I've ever written. I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Distant
There are some days when the corners of Roy's mouth sag, and he gets a far away look in his eyes. His body droops, and he's no fun. Those are the days when Edward will cuddle in his lover's lap, and let his superior officer stroke his hair, which under any other circumstances he hates. These are the days that Edward knows Roy is in Ishbal.
What Edward doesn't know, is that sometimes Roy's mind isn't nearly so distant. In truth, he is focused on the back of the blond alchemist in his lap, and pondering what he would do if he lost him. Eventually the older man will just hug the boy, and Edward will know everything is alright again.
What Roy doesn't know, is that when that hug comes, Edward doesn't want it to end, because when it does, he's afraid of losing Roy. And then, he gets off of Roy's lap, and they continue on with their days. And that makes Edward feel distant.