The Challenge- "Ed makes a tearful confession while drunk. Not funny. Angsty." oh, and i added in some fluff. and some hoho papa, since we all know i have that bizzare obsession with papa!hohenheim. -fireun
"Drink."
"I've had enuff, sanks."
"Water, Edward. You need to drink some water."
"Na thirs'y." Ed whined, and Hohenheim winced. The young man was well and truly soused if he was whining. Ed looked up at his father, gold eyes wide and watery. "Ol' man, you aren't goin, are ya?"
Hohenheim settled on the bed beside his son, slightly unsure as to how to proceed. It was a bit outside his experience, this vulnerability on Ed's part. "I'm not going anywhere. Now, will you please drink some of this water?" He offered the small glass once more.
"You wen' away…" Ed's lower lip quivered, the universal prequel to a fit of bawling. "you wen' awa' an lef' us…"
Hohenheim acted on instinct, reaching out to haul Ed into an embrace, only to be slapped at clumsily. Ed glared at him from behind a growing flood of tears. "You bas'ard."
Hohenheim sighed, and set the glass of water on the night stand. He was looking away from his son at that point, which is most likely why when Ed threw himself at his father in an uncoordinated attempt at a desperate embrace Hohenheim was caught completely by surprise.
Ed pressed his face against his father's chest, for once not repulsed by the cloying scent that hovered around the man. He sobbed, not flinching or drawing away when the man tentatively wrapped an arm around in a comforting embrace. Hohenheim rested his chin against his sons head, sighing softly. He was so wrapped up in the feel of his son huddling against him for reassurance, something so alien, that he almost missed the words Ed muttered against his chest.
"…love you."
Hohenheim exhaled a long shaky breath in reaction, but made no other indication that he had heard.
glad people are liking these! i am working on all the challenges i have been getting through reviews. will post as i get them done! keep challenging! -fireun