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24. Bed
Ed runs across the room and pounces, narrowly beating Darius there. She falls back into the softness, smiling as her fingers spread across silky sheets. There is a matching thump next to her, and strong arms push her slightly over to one side, skimming across the side of her breasts.
"Hey!" she yelps, turning over and meeting Greed's smirk with an angry glare of her own. He looks at her unapologetically and laughs in her face, waggling his fingers at her.
"Oh, come on, Kitten. There are four- no, five of us. There's not enough room for one bed each." He stretches, flopping himself down and bouncing slightly on the soft mattress. "And we can fit the three of us on here." Darius and Heinkel glare at them both, and Ling laughs inside Greed's hear.
"And what, illustrious leader, are we going to do for beds?" asks Heinkel, sarcasm biting, gesturing between himself and Darius. Darius himself doesn't say anything, looking between Greed and Ed with laughter in his eyes, thinking he understands what Greed is trying to do. Greed just shrugs.
"Whatever the hell you want. There are rooms other than this-"
"-This is the only clean room with four walls and a roof, plus furnishings-"
"-So go use one of them." Greed continues as though Heinkel hasn't spoken.
Heinkel curses inside his head, about why his instincts recognise Greed as Alpha, as Pack Leader. It's not fair. Darius shakes his head lightly at his friend, before dragging them out to find the second-best room. He's just hoping that it'll have a roof and blankets that are not wet or torn. Greed, Ling and Ed really lucked out.
Once they're gone, Ed turns to Greed. "And we're sharing… why exactly? We never share." It's an unwritten rule, just like how no-one mentions the past (before the accident), or how Heinkel only wears his glasses to make him look smart but no one calls him on it, or how Darius always gets to read books they acquire first, or how Ling only comes out around meal times, and so on. It's the same with this. Ed always gets a room or tent of her own. Male chivalry at its best, but Ed isn't complaining (any more, at least).
"It's winter," Greed smiles, and wraps and arm around her, "And you'll get all cold all by yourself." Ed turns and glares at him. "And Ling will get cold too, so it's only fair you warm each other this way." His smile suddenly becomes a smirk. "I could try and convince you that friction will keep you warm too?"
Ed snorts, a slight blush on her cheeks, and she lightly hits him with her automail. "Idiot. Just… don't be a bother, and it's your own fault if I hit you in my sleep."
"Deal" Greed says, and kisses her forehead. Ed leans back into his arms and they both settle down to sleep, Ling inside Greed's head echoing his contentment.
A.N.: I think this is my favourite chapter, not even kidding. (yay hints of christmas fic)
Anyway, bad news: I've been really sick this week, so last week's drabble and this weeks drabble haven't been written yet, and the last part of the one-shot isn't done yet either. I'm sorry. D:
But on the bright side- Christmas hols are coming up so I should be able to catch up with what I've been writing and maybe even get ahead (that'll be the day, eh?)
Thank you for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed
-Tom
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