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scriveynerTitle: seductive danger
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 444
Summary:
Roy was sitting up in bed by the time Edward came home. He had not had a bed - that was an emergency purchase, Edward was used to sleeping on the couch - and he couldn’t help but think of it as “Roy’s bed.” He hadn’t really been using the bedroom anyway.
The vampire was watching Edward putter about the apartment with sharp eyes. The domicile was little more than a couch, a television stand, a television, and a table shoved in the corner (with no chairs, even) - it was clear that it served mostly as a roof over his head and a recharging station more than an actual home. Edward shoved the soft cooler into the fridge without emptying it, grabbing one of large, squishy containers and delivering it to the bedroom hurriedly.
"Don’t know what you’re gonna do when this pipeline dries up," Edward announced as Roy tore the bag of blood open with his teeth. “‘Cause someone’s bound to notice, sooner or later."
"Then I’ll move on," Roy said. "I can’t be the only vampire who does this, I’m sure there’s an underground, somewhere."
"I wouldn’t be too certain." Edward lingered in the doorway of the bedroom, leaning in against the door frame. "You’re the first one I’ve met who can string together a coherent sentence."
Roy frowned at him, and Edward shrugged. He was a little unsettled by the way Roy looked at him - he had not really heard of vampires preying on other breeds - but there was no use taking chances. Kicking himself for not picking up some holy water from Winry’s shop, Edward turned to retreat toward the living room.
"Ed."
Edward stopped at his name, glancing over his shoulder. Roy had the blood bag in both hands, staring down at it thoughtfully. “Thank you,” he said, not raising his head.
He was struck then, by how vulnerable this vampire was - in a starvation state, just now starting to get his strength back, at the mercy of what could be a hated enemy - and Edward swallowed, nodding his head even though Roy was not looking up to see it.
"Don’t mention it," he murmured, and retreated to the safety of his couch.
He clearly had a lot to think about.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 444
Summary:
Roy was sitting up in bed by the time Edward came home. He had not had a bed - that was an emergency purchase, Edward was used to sleeping on the couch - and he couldn’t help but think of it as “Roy’s bed.” He hadn’t really been using the bedroom anyway.
The vampire was watching Edward putter about the apartment with sharp eyes. The domicile was little more than a couch, a television stand, a television, and a table shoved in the corner (with no chairs, even) - it was clear that it served mostly as a roof over his head and a recharging station more than an actual home. Edward shoved the soft cooler into the fridge without emptying it, grabbing one of large, squishy containers and delivering it to the bedroom hurriedly.
"Don’t know what you’re gonna do when this pipeline dries up," Edward announced as Roy tore the bag of blood open with his teeth. “‘Cause someone’s bound to notice, sooner or later."
"Then I’ll move on," Roy said. "I can’t be the only vampire who does this, I’m sure there’s an underground, somewhere."
"I wouldn’t be too certain." Edward lingered in the doorway of the bedroom, leaning in against the door frame. "You’re the first one I’ve met who can string together a coherent sentence."
Roy frowned at him, and Edward shrugged. He was a little unsettled by the way Roy looked at him - he had not really heard of vampires preying on other breeds - but there was no use taking chances. Kicking himself for not picking up some holy water from Winry’s shop, Edward turned to retreat toward the living room.
"Ed."
Edward stopped at his name, glancing over his shoulder. Roy had the blood bag in both hands, staring down at it thoughtfully. “Thank you,” he said, not raising his head.
He was struck then, by how vulnerable this vampire was - in a starvation state, just now starting to get his strength back, at the mercy of what could be a hated enemy - and Edward swallowed, nodding his head even though Roy was not looking up to see it.
"Don’t mention it," he murmured, and retreated to the safety of his couch.
He clearly had a lot to think about.
