I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.
-Emily Dickinson
Kiss me?
I never wish for any thing more...
Edward didn't run into the office. He didn't stomp into the office. He didn't yell. He walked quietly into the office. He looked like he had several thoughts on his mind. Hawkeye even commented to Havoc that Ed looked like he was looking for way to ask a question. Havoc said "Maybe Ed's sick?" There were already rumors, and Ed had just walked in. Edward stared at Mustang's office. He frowned. He's bright amber eyes were dulled into thought. No one knew what he was thinking.
Would you love me?
Edward opened the door and walked in. He closed the door quietly. He stared at the person he longed for. The black hair, the narrowed, but cold emotion, which only some could see, the wide smirk, and the dark eyes that mystified Edward so. The wonderful, uniform-covered body of Roy Mustang. Roy didn't hear Edward enter. Though he did hear the door open and shut. He assumed it was Riza with more paper work. "Put it next to the others." Roy said, almost automatically. Edward smiled and shook his head, and then he put on his cocky smirk and walked up to the desk.
Will you hold me? Kiss me?
Roy noticed the difference in footsteps. Roy looked up to be met with golden amber eyes. "Fullmetal?" Roy said it questionably if not unmistakable. "No, Edward. Colonel." Edward said as he leaned in and captured the Colonel's lips with his own, shocking the man. But what surprised Ed was that Roy kissed back and pushed him against the desk.
Did I hear a Yes?
Nothing Before, Nothing behind
The steps of faith
Fall on the seeming void and find
The rock beneath.