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Title: mirror
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 314
Summary: It was a strange thing, to have a family.
It was a strange thing, to have a family.
Roy sat on the couch behind him, legs crossed, the newspaper open - he was a day behind, always a day behind, reading the morning’s newspaper in the evening when he first rolled out of bed. Coffee did nothing for him, stimulants didn’t seem to affect vampires the same way as regular people, so he was bleary-eyed and tousle-headed. He had ran his hand through Rian’s hair as he passed, settled down with his paper, watched a minute as Rian jiggled the controller and then rolled his eyes, returning to the newspaper.
Ed was in the kitchen, sucking down raw eggs because he was gross and for some reason ate them raw. Roy yelled at him about that days ago, and Edward retorted to the diatribe by egging Roy. Literally. Rian had come home from a blood-bag run to the hospital to Ed sitting outside the apartment, picking eggshell shards out of his hair and still laughing.
There was so much love in the strange little apartment, and Rian didn’t know what to do with it. He’d never been a part of a family before - he had had friends when he lived on the streets, but it was certainly an every man for himself type of situation. Here … here Edward butted his head if he slept too late and demanded ear scritches, tail thumping eagerly. Roy would cook breakfast, even if he didn’t partake. Everyone looked after everyone else. It was everything he’d wanted and never knew how to look for.
And yet …
Rian couldn’t help be terrified that it would all come to a crashing, violent end. Nothing good in this world was meant to last, especially not for him.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 314
Summary: It was a strange thing, to have a family.
It was a strange thing, to have a family.
Roy sat on the couch behind him, legs crossed, the newspaper open - he was a day behind, always a day behind, reading the morning’s newspaper in the evening when he first rolled out of bed. Coffee did nothing for him, stimulants didn’t seem to affect vampires the same way as regular people, so he was bleary-eyed and tousle-headed. He had ran his hand through Rian’s hair as he passed, settled down with his paper, watched a minute as Rian jiggled the controller and then rolled his eyes, returning to the newspaper.
Ed was in the kitchen, sucking down raw eggs because he was gross and for some reason ate them raw. Roy yelled at him about that days ago, and Edward retorted to the diatribe by egging Roy. Literally. Rian had come home from a blood-bag run to the hospital to Ed sitting outside the apartment, picking eggshell shards out of his hair and still laughing.
There was so much love in the strange little apartment, and Rian didn’t know what to do with it. He’d never been a part of a family before - he had had friends when he lived on the streets, but it was certainly an every man for himself type of situation. Here … here Edward butted his head if he slept too late and demanded ear scritches, tail thumping eagerly. Roy would cook breakfast, even if he didn’t partake. Everyone looked after everyone else. It was everything he’d wanted and never knew how to look for.
And yet …
Rian couldn’t help be terrified that it would all come to a crashing, violent end. Nothing good in this world was meant to last, especially not for him.