Saturday
Authors Note:
HURRAY FOR MOVIE THAT CAME OUT IN 1997 AND TV THAT SHOULDN'T BE THERE!
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Leave me alone and enjoy this. =]
Rolling from his side to his stomach, Ed slowly opened his eyes and looking over at the clock that sat on top of the night stand beside his bed. 1:30 P.M. Grabbing at the blankets, he pulled them and snuggled into the bed. There was no way he was getting up anytime soon. It wasn't like he had anything to do anyways. Roy was off getting chased by girls, more than likely.
He decided he'd just wait around the house until Roy showed up. If he did. Ed wasn't about to get his hopes up.
A loud growl erupted from his stomach suddenly, followed by a pain that caused Ed to groan. Apparently his stomach had different plans and didn't want him to sleep in any longer than he already had. With a sigh, the tired blond kicked at his blankets and slowly crawled out of his bed. Grabbing a pair of pants, he shuffled into them and proceeded to grab a black shirt to put on while making his way towards the kitchen.
After making a bowl of cereal, he shuffled his way into the small living room and sat down on the couch. Today officially sucked, due to the fact that he had absolutely nothing to do. He couldn't go bother Winry and Al this weekend, because he was sure they'd be doing something today. Everyone else was going to be all lovey dovey with their loved ones too. Where was his, though?
Off running away from females.
Picking up a book from the table, Edward flipped it open to where he had stopped reading it the day before. It was another book on alchemy. The subject, no matter how much he knew about it, never ceased to interest him. It was something he was sure he'd never get tired of anytime soon, that's for sure.
After an hour or so, Ed had decided to take a break from the book, setting it back down on the table. Grabbing the remote and clicking the on button, he flipped through the channels idly. There wasn't anything interesting on TV, as usual, but managed to find an old movie playing: Titanic. It was a cheesy movie, long too, but he enjoyed it. It seemed it had just begun too, which was good. It meant he had over three hours to do absolutely nothing but watch a good movie.
Deciding he needed to get the bowl out of the way, Ed got up and made his way into the kitchen, dumping the empty bowl into the sink. Then he grabbed a bottle of water and went back into his room to steal his blanket off his bed. Dragging it behind him, he then returned to the couch and made himself comfortable, snuggling up in it to watch the cute romance movie.
Hours later, the very end of the movie was coming up, as the people on the screen jumped from the ship and chaos was abundant. "Man, that really would have sucked to be on that ship.." Ed mumbled into the pillow that his head rested on, fingers clutching the blanket as he watched the dramatic scenes play out. A knock on the door surprised him, causing him to jump and almost scream in surprise. Kicking at his blankets, Ed got up off the couch and slowly made his way towards the door.
That bastard had finally decided to show up after all, and he couldn't run to the door to give him the satisfaction of knowing he had been missed. His pride wouldn't allow it, that and he was stubborn beyond all belief,
It was a shame that Mustang already knew he had been missed, due to several calls from Hawkeye during the week.
As the door finally swung open, a smug grin formed on Roy's lips, "What took you so long, Fullmetal? Couldn't reach the door handle?"
The door slammed shut right in his face, and the sound of footsteps inside told him that Ed had walked away and back into the depths of the house.
Chuckling to himself, Roy turned the door knob and let himself inside the house. After all, Ed hadn't told him to go away. Some might thing the door slamming in his face was a way of saying that, but Roy knew better than that. After shutting the front door, he made his way towards the living room, where he heard the TV blasting the sound of screaming people.
Was Ed watching a horror film, on Valentine's Day?
As he got closer, Roy noticed the blond was sitting in the middle of the couch. When he turned to look at Roy, his eyes were bloodshot and puffy, tears leaking down his cheeks. Oh god, was he crying because he had taken off for the week? Shit! "Are you..please don't tell me you're crying because of me, Ed."
There was a scoff, and the box of tissues in his lap was promptly thrown at Roy's face. "It's the movie, you bastard! You really think I'd cry over you?"
A groan escaped Roy as the box of tissues smacked him in the head, a hand lifting to clutch the wounded area. "I'm not sure what hurt more, your words or that box."
There was a small laugh, and a hand extended out towards Roy, "Can I have the box?"
With a roll of his eyes, Roy picked up the box of tissues and covered the last few steps to reach the couch. Dumping the box in Ed's lap, he then proceeded to sit down beside him and look to see what movie he was watching. "Titanic? Huh. I didn't take you as the sap to watch these kinds of movies, Ed."
"Shut up, damnit. It's not over yet!" The blonde snapped, as he wiped away his tears. Grabbing his pillow, he dropped it into the other mans lap and proceeded to lay back down, stretching across the couch and laying his head on the pillow. Roy didn't seem to mind, laying one arm across the blond to make himself comfortable.
"You know he dies, right?"
"Shut UP, Mustang! Or do you want automail for dinner!"
"Speaking of dinn-" His words got cut short as Ed's hand lifted and smacked blindly at Roy, catching him on the chest. There was a chuckle and then he finally decided to be quiet till the movie finished up.
A half hour or so later and the credits began to roll across the screen. It was Edward who first broke the silence between them with a grumbled, "You owe me for disappearing all week."
"I heard you took a lot of your anger out on everyone back at headquarters. That's not very nice of you, Edward. My subordinates better be in tact when I get in on Monday morning."
"They will be, I promise. Can't promise about your office though."
"What?!"
There was a stifled laugh, but Ed remained quiet, choosing not to elaborate on it. "Nothing."
"That's what I thought." Roy grumbled, gently prodding at Ed's ribcage with his fingers. "Have you eaten at all today?"
Ed scoffed, flipping over and peering up through his bangs at Roy. "What, are you trying to say I'm anorexic?"
"Oh god no. I heard about what happened with Breda this week, Fullmetal." Roy answered, smirking down at the blond. A hand lifted, brushing the blond bangs away from Ed's face gently as he continued speaking, "Besides, I was just assuming you got so emotionally caught up in the movie that you didn't leave the couch. Except to answer the door, of course."
There was a lack of answer from Ed, golden eyes slowly closing as he listened to the song playing from the TV set. The silence was broken as he began humming along with the tune, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Theres a nice dinner waiting for you at my house, Ed. Spaghetti and meatballs." Roy mumbled, trying to keep the blond from falling asleep right then and there. The lazy bastard probably would have too, if the magic words hadn't been spoken.
"Food? Then what are we doing here?"
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After arriving at the house, the pair made a straight beeline for the kitchen. Almost an hour after that, with some limited help from Ed, the dinner was fixed and ready for consumption. Roy had made sure to make extra, because he was absolutely positive that the bottomless pit that Ed called a stomach would need to be fed at least two or three servings before feeling somewhere near content.
After said third helping of spaghetti, and what Roy could have sworn was his fifth breadstick, the plate was stolen from Ed and dumped into the sink. "If you eat anymore you're going to get a stomach ache.."
"But it was good! I wasn't done eating!"
"I'm flattered, Edward, that you'd be willing to suffer through a stomach ache for my cooking." Roy chuckled, as he began putting things away so they wouldn't spoil. It didn't take long, since it had been a fairly simple meal. Just some spaghetti and meatballs, with some breadsticks. As soon as it was safely put away, Roy returned his attention back to where the blond had been waiting patiently at the table, only to find him not there.
"Ed?"
"Over here." Came his reply, from the living room where he was warming himself before the fireplace. It seemed he had already made up his mind where he wanted them to spend the rest of the night, as there were a few blankets and pillows playing around him. Grabbing Ed's gifts, Roy made his way over and joined the blond in front of the fire. The gifts were then dumped into Ed's lap.
Blinking, Ed glanced sideways at the older man, "For me?" After receiving a nod, Ed turned his attention back to the two gifts and began tearing at the wrapping paper of the smaller one square present. A second later the blonds eyes widened, a grin growing on his face as he examined the box of gourmet chocolates. He was sure they had to of cost a fortune, and they looked delicious! Ed wanted to dive into them right then and there. "Yuuumy!"
Chuckling softly, Roy waved his hand at the blond, ushering him to open the bigger wrapped gift.
Setting the box of chocolates aside, Ed turned to tear open the other awaiting gift. As he pulled the wrapping paper away and revealed a large photo album, he inhaled sharply. Then he exhaled, almost swooning over the bright red photo album, his fingers brushing over the cover of the album. Tilting his head, Ed looked over at Roy, who looked quite amused over the blond's initial reaction. "You made this?"
"Yeah. Go on, open it up."
Instead of opening it right away, the blond alchemist scooted up to the side of Roy and moved the large photo album so that it balanced on both their labs as they sat beside each other. One of Roy's arms quickly made itself at home around Ed's back, fingers resting on his hip.
Preoccupying himself with the album, Ed hardly noticed the arm as he flipped open the album. "So is this why you were gone all week? Where'd you get all these?" He asked, eyes scanning the pages upon pages of pictures of various things. There were pictures of just him, ranging from when he was young to obviously recent ones. Then there were group shots, pictures of Hawkeye and the gang. Most of which were silly snapshots, with bad angles and peoples faces cut out. A couple of them caused Edward to chuckle softly.
"You wouldn't believe how many pictures people had of all of us. I got some of them from Gracia, and then I took a trip out to visit Winry and Al to ge—"
Ed's head snapped back, eyes widened as he cut off Roy mid sentence, "You went and saw Winry and Al? Without me? What were you thinking? I thought you had a brain. Apparently I was wrong.."
"Trust me. Lesson learned. They attacked me with a bunch of questions, and it definitely didn't help that Izumi came by too. She had a couple good pictures, though.."
"You are a lucky, lucky man to survive walking into that house without me."
Chuckling, Roy reached over and pointed at a picture in the corner of the page that Ed had flipped to. "I have no idea how they got that picture..but Hawkeye had some of those.." He informed. The photo he was talking about was one of him and Ed, passed out on the couch together.
"They're sneaking sons of bitches, that's how. I swear they know everything. It really doesn't surprise me."
It was true enough.
After flipping through the album once, Ed closed it and began digging in his pocket for something. "I got you something too." Pulling out the now crumpled card, he handed it over to Roy with a smirk.
Taking the crumpled up card, he removed his other hand from around Ed so he could smooth out the paper to read it better. The seemed to be text written all over the paper, which at first confused the hell out of Mustang. As soon as he had opened it up completely, unfolding it and flipping it over he started laughing.
"Thought you'd like that." Ed mused, watching the other man laugh, the smirk never leaving his lips.
"This was something important, wasn't it?" Roy asked, chuckling as he glanced it over. The doodles all over the important document told him that Ed had definitely been bored while he was away. It also told him that there was going to be little to no paper work when he got back on Monday. That alone made the card ten times more special.
Flipping over the paper, he read the writing on the back of it:
Happy Valentine's Day.
Don't believe Havoc if he tells you on Monday that I forgot about it.
Edward
Roy couldn't help but start laughing once more, his head shaking in amusement. "Thanks, Ed." Leaning down, he captured the others lips with his own for a brief kiss. "That was cute, and it'll keep me not busy at work while Hawkeye reprints all the documents you took the liberty to practice your drawing on.."
"I haven't seen you all week and that's all I get? A tiny little kiss? Fine. I'll just eat my delicious chocolates." Pouting, Edward laid down next to him and began fiddling with the box of chocolates, trying to get the plastic wrap off of it. It was apparent that he was having issues when he began gnawing at the box, trying to tear at the plastic with his teeth.
Snorting, Roy laid down on his side beside Ed, propping his head up with a hand. After a few seconds of being amused by Ed versus the plastic wrap, he reached out and stole it from the blonds jaws. "Give it here, the last thing you need is to have to get more of your body replaced. Quite frankly, I don't want to date a kid whose teeth could rival a pirates. Gold and silver teeth are not attractive, so try and take care of those, would you?"
Lashing out, Edward smacked Roy upside the head with his hand, "I'm not a kid!"
"Owch. Seriously, Ed. Automail."
"Sorry.."
After successfully getting the plastic wrap off the box, Roy passed it back over to the eager blond. Roy could have sworn that he was bouncing with excitement over a simple box of chocolate. Sure, Ed claimed to not be a child, but his actions clearly screamed otherwise.
Picking out a chocolate, Edward proceeded to shove it into his mouth and hum happily as he chewed on it. Delicious chocolate! Gourmet chocolate was the best. "You should buy me some of this more often.." He hinted, glancing over and smiling at Roy, who was still quietly watching in amusement.
"Only if you share."
Ed laughed, digging through the chocolate to find one for Roy. As soon as he found one, he flipped over to his side, facing him. "Open!"
"I'm not three, Fullmetal. Give me the chocolate."
"Open your moth, god damnit, or the airplane will crash into your face and it will NOT be a pretty sight anymore."
Roy couldn't help but laugh, before finally complying and opening his mouth and letting the childish blond feed him.
"See, that wasn't too bad, now was it?"
Shaking his head as he chewed on the delicious treat, Roy reached out and slipped an arm around Ed, using it to pull him closer. Edward didn't resist, allowing his chocolates to be replaced with snuggling with his love. Nuzzling into the older mans chest, Ed allowed a content sigh to escape his lips, enjoying the lingering familiar smell of cologne that he had missed so terribly over the past week. "Thanks, Mustang."
Grinning, Roy shook his head and replied, "Haven't you slept enough this week?"
"No. You can never sleep enough. Now shut up."
Chuckling, he leaned around the grumpy blond, grabbing a blanket and pulling it over them, despite the fact that the fire still crackled in front of them. Lowering his lips to the ear of the other, Ed could almost hear Roy grinning as the words were whispered in his ear, "So you think you can sleep now that you have your comfort Roy here with you?"
The End.
Authors Note:
HAHAHAHA I AM DONE!
O___O! I AM SO HAPPY!