Roy/Ed 45 Themes
Telephone
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"Ring," Ed urged. "Come on ring!"
Edward Elric was currently curled up in a chair by the telephone, urging it to ring. He was waiting for a phone call from Roy Mustang. Roy was supposed to call Ed and let him know whether or not to meet him at the restaurant like planned.
"Please," Ed pleaded. "Ring!"
Ed curled further into his chair, and pulled a blanket around himself. It wasn't cold, but Ed wanted the blanket for comfort. What if something bad had happened? What if something was wrong with Roy? These thoughts floated through Ed's mind, until he became hazy. With the blanket wrapped tightly around himself, Ed soon drifted into a fitful sleep.
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"Answer," Roy mumbled. "Come on answer! Damn it!"
Roy was trying to call his boyfriend, but no one was answering. Ed was supposed to be waiting for his call, so why wasn't he answering. Roy sat the phone back in its cradle, and lend back in his chair. He was going to tell Ed, that they couldn't go to the restaurant, that he had to work late. Screw work. Roy had to check on Ed. What if something bad had happened? What if something was wrong with Ed? Roy grabbed his coat, and dashed out the door. Not giving a single glance to the call of his name.
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"Ed," Roy called out as he entered Ed's apartment. "Ed, you here?"
That was when Roy saw Ed. He was curled in a chair, a blanket wrapped tightly around him. Roy could see sweat beading on his forehead.
"Ed," Roy said softer. Roy kneeled in front of Ed, and placed a hand against his forehead. Ed was burning up. "Ed," Roy said louder, giving his shoulder a shake. "Time to wake up."
Ed mumbled something before his eyes started to flutter open. "That's it," Roy coached. "Time to wake up."
"Roy," A very groggy, and feverish Ed questioned.
"Yeah, it's me. Come on now." Roy gently lifted Ed into his arms, and carried him towards the bedroom. "Let's get you someplace more comfortable, and cooled down some."
"Why didn't you call?" Ed's voice sounded small, and childlike. The sound broke Roy's heart.
"I tried calling, but you didn't answer. I called for almost an hour." Roy said softly.
"The phone never rang," Ed answered.
"Let's not worry about that right now," Roy said, as he laid Ed on the bed.
Roy helped Ed change into a tee shirt and boxers, then placed a cool wash cloth on his forehead to help with the fever. "Better," Roy asked.
"Yeah," Ed mumbled, his eyes slowly drifting shut.
"Sleep well," Roy spoke, kissing Ed's cheek before getting up.
Roy left the bedroom door slightly ajar, as he went to Ed's telephone. Roy was going to check to see why it wasn't working. Roy picked up the phone, and held it to his ears. The sound of the dial tone was heard. The phone was working.
Then a thought crossed his mind.
Ed's telephone was working. So why had he been unable to get through? If he had gotten through, then Ed would have been here all by himself, and sick. The thought of his lover being alone, and sick caused his stomach to turn. If he hadn't of checked on Ed, something worse could have happened.
Roy was suddenly jolted from his thoughts, as the telephone gave out a shrill ring.
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