A/N: Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving! I know I was /ever/ so glad to get back to my dorm and classes and SLE Papers of Doom on Plato and Aristotle. Oh well. At least I can give you some nice bittersweet Ed/Hei-kun, cause I haven't posted any of that in a while. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: It is as much mine as the copy of Poetics that I LOST, DAMNIT. In other words, not at all.
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Alphons has spent enough time watching Edward that he could write a book on the other's habits and twitches and small unconscious gestures. He knows that Ed rubs the back of his head when he's uncomfortable and trying to act nonchalant. His eyes flash dark when he challenges someone to a fight. His right hand moves before he offers his left to shake. He flinches when someone snaps their fingers.
Knowing Ed, though, is like recognizing his letters but not knowing how to read. He can memorize Ed's every gesture; not for a second will Ed allow him to understand.
A/N: reviews are appreciated and reviewers are adored.