Title: Misery's Company: Biting His Tongue (Part 3)
Fandom: FMA
Pairings: Maes/Gracia, Roy/Ed, mentions of past and possibly current Maes/Roy
Rating: Teen
Summary: Ed is trying hard to push his doubts aside... it isn't working.
Warnings: None that I can see
Ed was having a much overdue relaxing lunch with his lover. Their time together had been sparse and he was hoping the world didn't need saving this weekend because he'd planned on spending it naked under Roy.
The weather was warm so they were eating on Roy's patio. Ed was in the midst of telling him how Al was doing in his research when the doorbell rang. Roy excused himself to answer it and Ed proceeded to shove pasta in his face.
Time passed and Roy had yet to return. His plate now empty, Ed decided to get seconds and see who had Roy tied up for so long. He entered the kitchen and heard, "Are you up for a night at the Tavern? First round my treat."
"Sounds good to me, I don't have any plans."
Ed flinched, and set his plate on the counter.
Appetite gone, he moved to the doorway that led to the living room. Silently he watched the two chatter on about playing darts and how Maes always sucked at it but played anyway because Roy liked the game so much. It was news to Edward, he had no idea Roy liked darts.
He had been leaning on the door-frame for quite some time before either man noticed him.
"Hey there Ed. I didn't realize you were here."
Ed had to bite his tongue to keep himself from answering that with, "I'm sure he never thought of mentioning it either."
"It's not a problem, Maes. I was just leaving anyway."
Roy gave him an odd look but he didn't protest, he didn't say he'd see him later, he didn't invite him along to the Tavern either.
Ed couldn't leave fast enough. He knew there were something's a person couldn't run from but he was going to try like hell anyway.