A/N: Posting early in anticipation of the week of SLE doom...and also as a heads-up that I'll have at least two stories up by the end of the week, maybe more - none of them FMA (sorry!), but still (shameless plug) you should check them out anyway. Warning for this drabble: vaguely mentions sex of the kind that occurs between two men. Also, a fairly large amount of assumption on my part of Roy's backstory. May not be accurate, but it is at least accurate in spirit. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: You know, according the Taoist stuff we've been reading, nothing really exists anyway, so what's the point of arguing over copyright ownership? Yours, mine, Arakawa's, all the same. Yeah...well, it was worth a shot, ne?
History
There are things Ed cannot do, things he'd only think about a second but that matter terribly to Roy. He cannot wake Roy up by touching him because he thinks he's on the front; the burns on Ed's hands remind him of this. He cannot top Roy because he has flashbacks of being a prisoner-of-war; nightmares leave them sleepless for days. He cannot expect Roy to whisper sweet nothings because his training eliminated that; if he gets affection, it's in sarcasm and covert gestures.
There are things Ed cannot do, because Roy is broken, and can't be put back together.
A/N: reviews are appreciated