A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short... I just felt like the way I ended it sounded right.

"So, here's my room."
"Damn! You got a queen-sized bed?"
"Yeah. Plenty of room!"
Greed sat on the bed. "Memory foam, too?! Damn, kid!"
Ling laughed.
Greed looked at Ling's pillow, on top of which sat a teddy bear. He looked at Ling and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, uh... that's my sister's..." he lied (Lan Fan is his sister in this lol). It was actually his. He was terrified of the dark. And storms. And it was supposed to storm tonight. He grabbed the teddy bear and hesitantly set it on the floor next to the wall.
"Cool. Well, it's gettin' late. I'm gonna get some sleep." Greed said.
"Ok. M-me too." Ling turned off the light and laid down. He pulled the covers up to his neck. He was so stiff and unmoving because of the darkness that Greed started to get worried.
"You okay, man?"
"Y-yeah. I'm fine."
Then, a clap of thunder shook the house. Ling threw himself at Greed, and clung onto him.
"Wha... what're ya doin'?"
Ling gasped, realizing that he wasn't clinging to his bear, but instead, to Greed. He quickly let go and scooted away. "S-sorry."
"Are you scared'a thunderstorms?"
Ling nodded, really embarrassed.
"Oh. Is that why you had that teddy bear?"
Ling nodded again.
"Ah. A'right. We can cuddle if you want. I'll bet I'll be more comforting than that bear." Greed said.
"R-really?"
Thunder. Again. Ling scooted up against Greed and Greed put his arms around him.
"You got a really feminine figure man. Aw shit, that probably sounded like an insult. I swear it was actually a compliment." Greed said.
"Oh... well thanks..."
"Ya know, I don't think I've ever seen ya with your hair down."
"Yeah, I only wear it down when I go to bed, so nobody ever really sees it down. I used to wear it down a lot... but since I'm... gay... people always made fun of me and said I looked like a girl, but I like it long, so I just started wearing it up," Ling said.
"That sucks. It's nice like this," Greed said, running his hand through Ling's hair.
Oh my God, he's stroking my hair.
"Well, g'night, Ling," Greed said, putting his chin on top of Ling's head, and closing his eyes.
"Good night," Ling snuggled closer to Greed, and actually managed to fall asleep, even despite the storm.

When Ling woke up, Greed was still holding him, although his grip had loosened slightly in his sleep. Ling smiled and squirmed out of Greed's arms to go make breakfast for the two of them.