Yup. I finally decided to write you all another one. Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Very mild Elricest.
(Help me, Brother)
Al stared downwards. This was weird. Was he sick? He'd woken up from a dream (though he couldn't remember it now) and… it was different now. Well, Ed would know for sure what was wrong… right? Scooting over to his brother's side of the bed, Al poked Ed's shoulder. "Brother… Brother!" He whispered urgently.
The older Elric groaned and rolled over to face Al, "What?" He growled, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"Do you know what's wrong with me?"
And Ed looked genuinely confused, "Huh? What are you talking about, Al?"
"This," Al lifted the covers of the bed and pointed down. His pants had been pushed down around his thighs for better view.
The older brother stared at it, "…Did you touch it?" Ed knew what was going on. But it was embarrassing.
Al pouted angrily. That didn't answer his question, "No. What's wrong with it, Brother?"
"Well… uhm," The twelve year old shifted uncomfortably and squinted, "nothing. If it isn't gone by morning, I'll help you with it. Go back to sleep, Al."
And with that, Ed reached down, pulled the pants back up and kissed his brother before snuggling against him for the night.
Al wrapped his arms around Ed's shoulders and wriggled until he was comfortable. His thought was that he wanted his brother's help. That way, if it ever happened again, he could do it himself. And the boy drifted off to sleep.
(Help me, Brother)
o.oWell… that was a little different than the others. And painfully short. Hope you all enjoyed it.
