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scriveyner) wrote2013-04-17 10:46 am
scriveyner) wrote2013-04-17 10:46 am
Fullmetal Alchemist (Nightbreed) - Cold Feet [RoyEd]
Title: Cold Feet
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 349
Summary: “Get up,” Roy mumbled. “Someone’s at the door.”
The knock came at the door in that twilight transition between day and night, when the last of the sun’s rays painted the tops of buildings with burnished gold. Roy Mustang groaned, his arm thrown over his eyes as the blackout curtains in the bedroom had been shifted somewhat, and even the thought of opening his eyes to daylight had started a pressure headache in his temples.
He rolled over instead, and kicked Edward Elric in the back of the leg. “Get up,” Roy mumbled. “Someone’s at the door.”
Edward was usually a heavy sleeper, when he did choose to sleep. There was something about his physiology that meant he did not have to sleep nearly as often as Roy did - daylight was not anathema to werewolves as it was to vampires, after all. However, when he was out, he was OUT. “Ed!”
Edward pulled the comforter up over his head. “‘s cold,” he muttered into his pillow. “Your feet are like blocks of ice it’s fucking April, Mustang-“
The knocking came again, harder this time. “Are you going to go see what that is about?” Roy hissed. “Or am I going to go have an early breakfast?”
Sleep-tousled blond hair made an appearance, as muzzy amber eyes emerged from under the blanket. “You wouldn’t.”
"I’m hungry."
"You are not, you wouldn’t go eat innocent people, I know you better than that." It had worked though, because now Edward was clearly awake, and sitting up slowly in bed. Roy could not keep the smile off his face as the blankets slid down Edward’s half-naked form. He reached over, putting one hand on Edward’s bare belly, intending to pull the werewolf closer to him. Instead, Edward recoiled as if he had been burned.
"Gah! Your hands are like ice too!"
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 349
Summary: “Get up,” Roy mumbled. “Someone’s at the door.”
The knock came at the door in that twilight transition between day and night, when the last of the sun’s rays painted the tops of buildings with burnished gold. Roy Mustang groaned, his arm thrown over his eyes as the blackout curtains in the bedroom had been shifted somewhat, and even the thought of opening his eyes to daylight had started a pressure headache in his temples.
He rolled over instead, and kicked Edward Elric in the back of the leg. “Get up,” Roy mumbled. “Someone’s at the door.”
Edward was usually a heavy sleeper, when he did choose to sleep. There was something about his physiology that meant he did not have to sleep nearly as often as Roy did - daylight was not anathema to werewolves as it was to vampires, after all. However, when he was out, he was OUT. “Ed!”
Edward pulled the comforter up over his head. “‘s cold,” he muttered into his pillow. “Your feet are like blocks of ice it’s fucking April, Mustang-“
The knocking came again, harder this time. “Are you going to go see what that is about?” Roy hissed. “Or am I going to go have an early breakfast?”
Sleep-tousled blond hair made an appearance, as muzzy amber eyes emerged from under the blanket. “You wouldn’t.”
"I’m hungry."
"You are not, you wouldn’t go eat innocent people, I know you better than that." It had worked though, because now Edward was clearly awake, and sitting up slowly in bed. Roy could not keep the smile off his face as the blankets slid down Edward’s half-naked form. He reached over, putting one hand on Edward’s bare belly, intending to pull the werewolf closer to him. Instead, Edward recoiled as if he had been burned.
"Gah! Your hands are like ice too!"