Title:Milk
Words:100
Pairing: One sided RoyxEd
Warnings: Ed's mouth, Sexual themes
Summary: Ed wondered how he could be such an idiot. - 'There's no use crying over spilt milk,'
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Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or the characters, only the writing is mine.
Fullmetal Alchemist © Hiromu Arakawa
As soon as Ed entered the circle of light cast by the streetlamp, Roy noticed the darkening bruise on his strong jaw.
He smirked. "Well aren't we the matching pair," he gestured to his own eye that was no longer a violent purple but rather resembled a discolored pear.
"Fuck off! It's your fault Al-"
"Ed!" Roy interjected holding up his hands. "I didn't ask you here to argue."
"Then what the hell do you want?"
Roy stepped closer and Ed's stomach did several twisting somersaults as the man he loved whispered, "Just you."