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scriveynerTitle: In the Grass
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 323
Summary: "When do we have to go back?"
It was so weird to be out in daylight. The last time he could remember doing so and not being on the clock the air had been crisp and the sun was reflected off the knee-deep piles of snow along the boulevard. Edward wasn’t sure if that was before or after the new year - all he knew for certain was that it had been months since he had more than one day off in a row, and now he was lying in the sun-warmed grass and staring up at a cloudless blue sky.
If he didn’t know any better, he would have wagered that he was dead.
Rian poked his bare arm. “Don’t go back to sleep,” he said, and Edward lifted his head slightly. Rian was sitting back further, under the shade of the tree and still sitting on the blanket. He had a book open in his lap, but he was watching Edward closely.
“I’m not sleepy,” Edward said, but it was a lie. He had meant for them to go out and do things, it was a gorgeous day. Their quiet picnic lunch had turned longer - Rian had brought along his research because he knew Edward, and knew exactly how long Edward had been running close to empty. Regardless, Edward tilted his head back in the grass, feeling the sun on his throat and face.
Edward didn’t know how long he had been drowsily lying in the sun, but it felt so calm and peaceful. The traffic from the motorway was far enough away that it was a quiet murmur, and really the only intrusive noise was when Rian shuffled papers or picked up a book. “When do we have to go back?” he asked.
“Not for a while yet,” Rian replied, and Edward smiled.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 323
Summary: "When do we have to go back?"
It was so weird to be out in daylight. The last time he could remember doing so and not being on the clock the air had been crisp and the sun was reflected off the knee-deep piles of snow along the boulevard. Edward wasn’t sure if that was before or after the new year - all he knew for certain was that it had been months since he had more than one day off in a row, and now he was lying in the sun-warmed grass and staring up at a cloudless blue sky.
If he didn’t know any better, he would have wagered that he was dead.
Rian poked his bare arm. “Don’t go back to sleep,” he said, and Edward lifted his head slightly. Rian was sitting back further, under the shade of the tree and still sitting on the blanket. He had a book open in his lap, but he was watching Edward closely.
“I’m not sleepy,” Edward said, but it was a lie. He had meant for them to go out and do things, it was a gorgeous day. Their quiet picnic lunch had turned longer - Rian had brought along his research because he knew Edward, and knew exactly how long Edward had been running close to empty. Regardless, Edward tilted his head back in the grass, feeling the sun on his throat and face.
Edward didn’t know how long he had been drowsily lying in the sun, but it felt so calm and peaceful. The traffic from the motorway was far enough away that it was a quiet murmur, and really the only intrusive noise was when Rian shuffled papers or picked up a book. “When do we have to go back?” he asked.
“Not for a while yet,” Rian replied, and Edward smiled.
