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scriveynerTitle: and exhale
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, Supernatural
AU: Mashup/Chasing the Sun
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Winry, Al
Rating: T
Length: 344
Summary: "I don't like being settled for."
“Have you heard from Roy?” Al asked, chasing a sausage link around his plate with a fork, while Winry cleaned up after Ed’s explosion of breakfast genius. They could hear the showers running anywhere in the batcave, the pipes were ancient and creaky and they had some time to discuss before Ed was out of there.
Winry hesitated, and then dumped more dishes in the sink. “No,” she said, and put her hands on the edge of the old fixture. “He and I were never as close as Ed was."
"That’s an understatement,” Al said, finally spearing the link. “It’s just - Ed gets really evasive whenever I bring him up, and the time we tried to see him, Roy was really bad off."
"It’s probably better for him that we’re out of his life,” Winry said.
“No doubt.” Al chewed thoughtfully. “But, Ed."
Without even having to explain, his words spoke volumes. Winry turned the water on, and Al wondered if that would mess with the water pressure in the showers. "That idiot is in love with Mustang,” Winry said, and there was hurt in her voice. “He loved Mustang far more than he ever loved me."
"He still loves you,” Al murmured.
“I don’t like being settled for,” Winry said. “It was simpler when it was the three of us - strange, I know, but then I didn’t feel like the consolation prize.” She lapsed into silence, the plates and flatware clinking together as she ran the water over them.
Al stared down at his plate - the exhaustion pulled at his eyes and thrummed, deep in his veins but he could ignore it. “I need to talk to Roy,” Al said finally. “If he’s done with us, that’s fine, but I need to hear it from him."
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, Supernatural
AU: Mashup/Chasing the Sun
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Winry, Al
Rating: T
Length: 344
Summary: "I don't like being settled for."
“Have you heard from Roy?” Al asked, chasing a sausage link around his plate with a fork, while Winry cleaned up after Ed’s explosion of breakfast genius. They could hear the showers running anywhere in the batcave, the pipes were ancient and creaky and they had some time to discuss before Ed was out of there.
Winry hesitated, and then dumped more dishes in the sink. “No,” she said, and put her hands on the edge of the old fixture. “He and I were never as close as Ed was."
"That’s an understatement,” Al said, finally spearing the link. “It’s just - Ed gets really evasive whenever I bring him up, and the time we tried to see him, Roy was really bad off."
"It’s probably better for him that we’re out of his life,” Winry said.
“No doubt.” Al chewed thoughtfully. “But, Ed."
Without even having to explain, his words spoke volumes. Winry turned the water on, and Al wondered if that would mess with the water pressure in the showers. "That idiot is in love with Mustang,” Winry said, and there was hurt in her voice. “He loved Mustang far more than he ever loved me."
"He still loves you,” Al murmured.
“I don’t like being settled for,” Winry said. “It was simpler when it was the three of us - strange, I know, but then I didn’t feel like the consolation prize.” She lapsed into silence, the plates and flatware clinking together as she ran the water over them.
Al stared down at his plate - the exhaustion pulled at his eyes and thrummed, deep in his veins but he could ignore it. “I need to talk to Roy,” Al said finally. “If he’s done with us, that’s fine, but I need to hear it from him."
