Chapter 10
The morning after the nightmare Ed awoke alone, Usually Roy would return soon after he woke up with a plate of warm food saying that he knew how bad hospital food was. And he wasn't disappointed today. Roy returned with two plates of what looked like burnt toast on a tray with a drink of orange juice and placed it in front of Edward.
Ed looked down at the toast then up at Roy as he sat down in a chair near by with his own, Edward knew Roy was a bad cook but, burning toast?! He was the flame Alchemist; he should excel in heating things up. Ed turned his attention back to the toast and poked lightly at the blackened thing making sure it wasn't alive. When he looked back at Roy seeing him already eating his. No fair! The bastards used to his own cooking he thought in a huff.
He had eaten better stuff than that when he was a prisoner in that place, so he decided to skip the toast (if you could even call it that) and just drink the orange juice.
When Roy had finished his he got up and walked over to Ed to take his plate. Seeing that he hadn't eaten anything he stopped and looked at Ed.
"What?" Ed said softly but glaring at Roy.
Roy looked down at the toast and back at Ed, eyebrow raised.
Ed met Roy's eyes with his own haunted ones and said, "I'm not eating that!" pushing the plate away "You've cremated it! And I'm not hungry anyway" he continued truthfully.
Roy chuckled and took the toast away and placed it in the corner, for the nurse to take away and returned to the chair.
Edward shifted in his bed, wincing as the harsh sheets touched his unbound wounds. The bandages had been taken off two days before; the doctors had said that he was making a fast recovery and he'd have the wrist and leg braise off in no time.
Roy looked at Ed for a minute then asked, "Are you all right?" for what seemed like the hundredth time since Ed woke up.
"When can I get out of here Roy?" He replied looking at Roy.
Roy's heart fluttered when Ed used his name, even if it was in such a soft-sad way and he flushed slightly, luckily Ed had looked away to window. He did that often now, some times he could be in mid sentence and he would slowly stop at look out the window or stare off at some unseen foe.
Roy sighed, got up and walked over to Edwards's bed and sat on the corner, making the stiff mattress dip under his weight and Ed turned his attention back to him.
"The doctors said soon but they still want you to reconsider staying for-" he was cut of by Ed's softy demanding voice.
"I don't need therapy! I am fine!"
"Okay, it's the doctors not me" Roy said.
"Sorry" Ed replied looking down to his lap where his hands were clasped but fidgeting.
Roy had lost count of how many times Edward had apologized to him since he woke up. "It's okay" A forced smile on his face.
The blonde Alchemist then did something very unexpected, He leaned forward and rested his cheek on Roy's shoulder, head turned to look out the window still and sighed. Roy stiffened then relaxed and did what he thought was right and slow lifted his right hand and placed it lightly on Ed's back.
Edward fort a shudder that wanted to run though his body at being touched, but he had set his mind at this task and would see it to the end. Then when Roy put his hand on his back, he suddenly felt safe, warm and loved. Edward then snuggled closer like the night before, and raised his hands fisting them in Roy's shirt.
Roy smiled slightly and put both arms round Edward's small frame lightly, glad at being able to comfort Ed, and not the scared one at night, finally.
Ed closed his eye's enjoying the feeling of another's warmth, and some unknown feeling in his heart.
They stayed like that for most of the day, unspoken truths told.
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Sorry about the long wait for this chapter, REALLY low on inspiration this week. And im sleepy I just got back from a night out e.e He he he the toast bit was inspired by me burning my toast cause my STUPID brother turned it up to high ¬¬. I'll get him back one day…)…need inspiration so to help me ALL YOUR IDEAS WELCOME!! Really I could use the help…