Fullmetal Alchemist - Spell [RoyEd]

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Title: spell
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 314
Summary: “There’s no such thing as magic,” Edward said, brow turned down in a frown as he stared at Roy over the table.

“There’s no such thing as magic,” Edward said, brow turned down in a frown as he stared at Roy over the table. It was as if Roy had just pronounced he was actually a fish, and his entire existence was some kind of ridiculous, cosmic joke - that was the expression on Edward’s face. “Alchemists don’t believe in magic."

He said it like it was an absolute truth of the world, that there was no doubt in Edward Elric’s mind that magic simply did not exist. The intricacies of alchemy were easily explained away by chemical reactions and latent energy harnessed by the complicated arrays that alchemists wove, there was an explanation, and a place, for everything.

But yet - Edward was sitting at his dining room table, voluntarily. He came here of his own volition, lay sleeping and vulnerable beside Roy in his own bed, now he was wearing one of Roy’s shirts that hung too long on him and could be a nightdress on a woman but on Edward it simply looked right … he was HERE, wasn’t he?

With the fork dangling out of his mouth, Edward squinted at Roy as if trying to unravel all of the mysteries of Mustang’s mind at far too early on a Wednesday morning. "You’re so weird,” he pronounced finally, and resumed shoveling breakfast into his mouth. “Magic,” he snorted again, around a mouth full of scrambled eggs.

Roy smiled, smitten despite himself, chin in hand - hopeless, inexorably, irrevocably in love with the younger blond man sitting perched at his breakfast table, scoffing the food set before him like a starving baby bird.

And really, wasn’t there just the littlest bit of magic in that?