It didn't happen very often. In fact Ed could count on one hand, how many times it had happened. Ed admired him for that. Roy's control over his emotions. It was certainly something Ed didn't possess, himself.

At Hughes funeral.

At his sister's funeral.

After the Ishbal war.

Three times. That wasn't many. Roy was always so in control. It was a rare occasion when he wasn't. Not that Ed minded much; Roy was good at leading.

Sometimes, Roy came close to the crying. He couldn't count all the times. There were too many times where break downs were close. where break downs were close. Where Roy was on a line. A very thin line.

Ed didn't mind though. It had felt a little strange hugging him at first, but, he got used to it. It had become routine, like everything else to do with Roy. He had got used to it.