I split this thingy into two chapters so I could improve on the second half. Enjoy yourself some cocktease;)
Roy clung to his trench coat as he reached the entrance of Ed's condo. After ringing the bell, he waited for the blonde munchkin to open the door. Instead, that annoying brunette appeared, shirtless and surprised.
"Can I help you," inquired the inhabitant of Ed's condo.
"Yeah. Can you get Ed for me?"
In an instant, a smirk appeared over Aleixandre's face.
I swear to fucking god, if he gives that damn face again, I'll-
Suddenly, Roy heard scrambling and hurried footsteps. Standing wrapped in a thin blanket was Ed, red and shivering.
"H-h-hey."
"Ed, are you okay," asked Roy, gently caressing Ed's forehead.
"Jesus, you're burning up! You should stay home today and rest."
Ed nodded and pulled the blanket closer around his shoulders. Roy frowned.
Taking care to remove his shoes, Roy nudged the feverish blonde to the room the boy came from. Before Roy could touch the doorknob, Ed deflected Roy's outstretched hand and spun around to face him. An eyebrow shot up.
"Uhhh..My room's messy."
"You once wore the same shirt for an entire month. There's no way your room could look or smell any worse."
Before the blonde could respond, Roy pushed through and opened the door.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Your room isn't-"
Roy blinked.
Staring back at him was….
Hey, kids! We've just about hit the climax of this poorly conceived story! 8D Bring out the champagne!