Light.
By axbatwilo.
Warning : elricest
Lights were blinding, painful, something to be hated in those first moments of awakening. But Alphonse could press his face in a warm chest; smell the scent of clean linen and Edward himself. He could feel his fingers gripping tight on the shirt; he could feel the contrast of fresh air against his skin and warm blankets covering his legs. He could.
The light was dimmed and warm, he realized, when moments had passed. Ed's face was half hidden by shadows but the tear that slid on his cheek glistened and caught Al's sharpened attention. A single tear for a quest achieved; a single tear initiating a new life.
Light shone brightly out of Edward's eyes, a previously unseen kind of fire, when Al enhanced a kiss; the first. Sweet as can be, nothing else needed to be said, for love and devotion had been proved over and over again.