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Cactus
"This storm is killing me," Ed muttered, taking a seat on the couch in the Colonel's office.
"Welcome to the club. Spread the joy," Roy replied mirthlessly. He was leaning back in his chair, watching the heavy rain through the windows with a bored look on his face.
The blonde was still mumbling about the weather, trying to find a position he deemed comfortable.
"Al's moving to Risembool. He's marrying Winry," he suddenly said, pretending to be extremely interested in his fingernails.
Roy turned around to look at the blonde. "Oh?"
"I'm not following."
The raven-haired man raised a curious eyebrow.
"Why not?"
"Well", he took a deep breath. "Someone has take care of your cactus."
"My cactus?" Roy repeated, completely bewildered.
"Yes, your cactus! It might need water... sometime."
The Colonel smirked as the blonde finished his sentence. His cactus, sure. He got up from his chair and went to the blonde on the couch. The rain was still falling outside, wet drops drumming against the glass of the windows, but Roy didn't notice anymore.
Kissing Ed lightly, he said, "You can move in with me and my cactus whenever you want. As for the water," he smirked evilly, "I might need some liquid too."
Roy snickered at Ed's blush, before kissing him again.