A/N: Well, this is probably my last even semi-regular post for the next 2-3 weeks, as I'm leaving for school on Sat, and then there's moving in, and NSO, and starting classes, and yeah. The next few weeks will be hectic. I will do my best, but no promises, so enjoy this. This is probably one of my favorite drabbles, hands down, even if pronouns are troublesome. I like hiding-his-issues!Ed, I really do.
Disclaimer: I did own FMA, but I realized I couldn't fit it in my dorm room, so I sold it on eBay. Silly me.
Ugly
Roy knows Ed thinks he is ugly. He knows he hates his body, has seen him avoid looking into mirrors, seen the disgusted, self-loathing sneer when he can't. He knows Ed sees himself as twisted, broken, looks at the scars knotting his flesh, the clash when skin ends and metal starts and sees his mistakes carved hideously into his body. He knows Ed doesn't understand how he could love his imperfections for the person they have made him into.
He also knows that someday there will be a moment when he calls Ed beautiful, and Ed won't doubt his words.
A/N: Reviews equal love, and a better chance of me dragging myself out of the horror that is Orientation to post something in a timely fashion. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go back to writing cross-dressing prostitute!Draco angst.