Drabble the Thirty-first, something i never thought i would write - Maes/Roy shonen ai. i have this deep love of the Hughes family...and of the Roy/Ed pair...but methinks this came out rather nice. request from Animegoil.
"You are drunk." Roy declared in a rather imperious tone, resting his chin atop clasped hands in an attempt to look more intelligent and less exhausted. The object of his contemplation sat across from him, forehead creased by a sort of half frown.
"I'm no' drunk." Maes muttered, pleased his words did not slur and therefore falsify his statement- they just sort of….drawled. His glasses sat beside him, folded carefully, leaving his worldview a comfortable, warm sort of hazy. Even the sharp features of the man across from him were gentled; some of the edge taken off of care lines and determined ferocity.
"Are too. You can't even talk straight."
Maes could tell from Roy's tone that the other man was scowling, drunk enough himself to be overbearing. Well, to be fair the man always acted overbearing. In public. Only when he was drunk, as well as tired, would Roy take that tone with Maes when they were in the privacy of either of their homes. It was a pain when Roy decided to act that way, and when Roy opened his mouth to chastise Maes again, Maes took matters into his own hands. He leaned forward and planted a kiss firmly on the younger mans mouth, tasting bitter whiskey and a slight hint of sweet amaretto.
"I don' know how you mix drinks like tha'." Maes huffed, sitting back.
"You are drunk." Roy whispered, uncertain. "And your glasses are off."
"I'll a'mit soon as you do." Maes replied.
Hands stretched across the table, the larger one far more sure of its goal, the smaller shy, tentative as to what it was doing without the familiarity of gloves. They met in the middle, brushed gently, caressing before entwining and settling quietly.
"Anyway, I don' need glasses to see you."
Nymphia - thank you!
Animegoil- here ya go dear. Maes/Roy shonen ai!
Rukusho - i am so glad you are liking them!