Roy/Ed 45 Themes
Sleeping Face
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Roy watched, as the young man's chest rose and fell slowly. His mouth was slightly parted, and his golden hair was brushed to one side. Roy loved watching Ed sleep. It was something he would do ever night, until sleep claimed him as her own. Some nights Roy would set for hours just watching. Watching and on occasion brushing away a stray strand of hair from Ed's eyes.
When Ed was asleep, he looked younger. He looked innocent, as if nothing else in the world mattered. He looked at peace. When he was asleep, Roy didn't have to look into his eyes. It was in his eyes, that Roy could see the pain and struggle. The struggle to go on each day. A struggle to face the morning rays, and a struggle to bury his pain.
There is only one thing, other then sleep, that could lure Ed into a peaceful state. It was a small room, that Roy himself fashioned for Ed. Though it was small, the walls reached high, and shelves had been built into three walls of the room. It was here, that Roy could find Ed engrossed in a thick volume. These were times, that Roy would tell Ed that he had his sleeping face on. Ed would simple shrug, and mutter something, usually "weird bastard.", then would turn his attention back to the book.
These were also times, that Roy would watch for hours. Glad that the young man could find peace.
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