Apple Pie, Chair, Milk

Havoc yawned tiredly. Another lazy afternoon. Without any office work, he soon realized he didn't have a single thing to do - especially when Edward was busy trying to get all the gum some random kid had gotten into his hair out. He slowly got up off the couch, and headed off down the hallway making his way for the bathroom.

"…Ed?"

"Yeah? What?" he called back from his place at the sink. He'd just run hot water over it again, and was pulling the now melty pink goo from the golden strands of his hair.

"Mind if I come in?"

"Nah, go ahead," was the reply.

With this, he slipped into the bathroom, glancing at the blonde momentarily. He was gazing at the mirror, trying to calculate how much more he still had to get out and how long it would probably take.

The older man walked over, and slipped his arm over his shoulder, taking Ed's hair in his hand. He smirked down at the slightly startled Alchemist, and chuckled. "Here, let me help you there, Ed."

Full Metal shifted slightly, but dropped his hands, nodding. He should be used to Havoc's odd little surprises like that. Should be used to how gentle he always tried to be, and his most-of-the-time playful upbeat attitude. But he wasn't.

"Hn, Ed, after we're done in here ... What do you say we finish off that apple pie?"

"...Mh? Oh, sure," he muttered. Jean was able to make fairly good pies... He offered him a smile and nodded a bit. Though the smile soon faltered and faded off. Sure, he made great desserts, as well as almost anything else, but that's what bugged him. His thoughts were, if Havoc cooked so well, either he was just very fortunate about it, or he had cooked for past girlfriends. He assumed the latter...

He felt the other's hand slip away from his hair, and he glanced back, taken from his thoughts. "...Oh. You already got it all out?"

The man smiled. "It wasn't too hard," he told him. Before giving Ed any time to retort, he dropped his arm from his shoulder, sliding it around his waist. Picking him up, he slipped his other arm under his legs, quickly able to shift Ed's position, ending up holding him in his arms bridal style. "So, how about that pie, hm?"

His golden eyes widened slightly. That had been done several times over the half-year relationship, but every single time it caught him off-guard. "S-Sure," he said quietly, turning his head to gaze down, finding the distance to the floor. He looked back at Havoc, but only for a moment.

Hardly noticing the side glance from the little alchemist, he started out of the bathroom, flicking the light. He was tempted to whip out a cigarette, but he knew too well he'd find it gone in a matter of seconds, easily replaced with that odd Japanese candy - pocky - or some licorice. So, he just brought Ed off towards the kitchen, assuming that he would have a few seconds to slip outside if he came up with an excuse...

He was about to set Ed on the floor and say he was going to go check the mail or something, but for one of the first times in the seven months together, Ed was holding onto his shirt, not really looking too happy about the simple thought of being put down.

"...What about the pie?" he asked, his eyes seeming to be studying him, for something...

"Eh, right. Did you want to get the plates? I'll get the pie ... and anything else."

Full Metal shrugged, and released the fabric of Havoc's black T-shirt, and allowed himself to be put down, then slipped off to the cupboards. Havoc moved over to the fridge, pulling out the pan that the food was in. He glanced over at Ed, and had to try his hardest not to burst out in a fit of laughter. The boy was reaching desperately for the plates. He, though, still wasn't as tall as Havoc and couldn't quite reach the top shelf... He slowly slunk over behind him.

"Need some help?"

"No!" he cried defensively, picking himself up on his tip-toes, placing one hand on the counter to boost himself up to try and grasp the dishes.

He finally reached up and gave them a nudge into Ed's hands, earning a full-hearted glare. He simply shrugged it off and turned away, taking the pan over to the table. He flopped down into a chair, leaning back, and waited as the younger boy slowly walked over, placing a plate down.

He opened his mouth to ask, but before he did, he found the Elric plopped in his lap. The last of the pie was placed on the plate, and Ed took a quick bite. he scooped another bit onto the fork, then turned, holding it before the other's mouth.

He blinked, but didn't protest. Instead, he just took it.

After a few minutes of this, Havoc had gotten a glass of milk, but had to set it away from Ed, and the blonde was now turned around in the other's lap, straddling him slightly, and was trying to get him to eat more.

At this point, the pie wasn't really the only thing on Jean's mind... He shook his head a bit, trying to set his mind on track, get his thoughts on something else, but...

He pushed the fork away, and pulled Ed forward, and engaged in a quick kiss that had completely surprised the other.

Ed stared at him, his whole body tensing slightly. The fork slowly slipped from his grasp, his eyes closing as he finally got into the kiss, but it was at that point that Havoc broke away. Ed gave a small pout, and leaned forward to try and steal another, but he'd grabbed the glass of milk and leaned back in his chair, taking a sip.

Ed quickly leaned back, pointing at him. "...H-How can you drink that disgusting ... stuff that was secreted from a cow's ... utter?!"

He slowly rose an eyebrow, staring at him over the cup. He looked quite amused. He dropped the cup from his mouth, and reached over the other's shoulders, and placed it on the table again. "What, you don't like milk, Ed?"

"No! That stuff is just disgusting! What the hell is your problem, you know I-"

He was cut off by another kiss. He could taste the fact that Havoc had just drank that milk. ...And in all honesty, he decided ... maybe milk wasn't all that bad...

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Havoc: -Grins- Got milk?

Edward: -Whacks Havoc- Shut up.

Hello, everyone. This is the first of a series of about fifty fan fictions I'm going to write, based on pairings and three words. :3

Yush, as the title says, my words were "apple pie, chair, milk". Hehe, I couldn't resist that last bit.

Review, please and thank youuu! (Oh no, attack of the rhymes…)