this is hard on mobile but situation 25 and sentence 36 for ROY and/or ED
dfgdfg I haven’t written FMA in a million years so gomen I tried to throw in some extra things for you bc i gotchoo and THANKS FOR THE PROMPT!! <3
From this meme! [help me get my writing mojo back as I recover from being unable to type properly for the last 4 months \o\]
“Ithought we had all agreed we wouldn’t go anywhere we could be seen?” The voicecame from behind Roy, but he had heard the footsteps approaching before theowner even took in their breath to speak.
Ed’sgait had a very specific rhythm to it, and one he hated to admit he hadmemorized.
“Justneeded to say a few things, before.” There was no reason to finish thatsentence. They all knew what the before meant, what was to come after was theunknown.
ThePromised Day was upon them, after all.
“Andif that were the order, then why are you here, Fullmetal?”
Royforced himself to stay staring at the headstone before him as the boy, nolonger really a boy, but more of a man in the last six months than anything,walked up beside him. His elbow brushed Roy’s forearm, and any other day hewould make a joke about him trying to rub elbows and failing miserably.
“Justwanted to say my goodbyes,” Ed’s voice was quiet, and the strangeness of thetone of it finally pushed Roy to glance over to him. He hadn’t seen the youngeralchemist for months and months - his hair was pulled back into a high ponytailand something about it pulled his bangs back, showed more of his face, of hisdefined jawline, of his intense eyes.
“Hewould have said there was no need for goodbyes,” Roy spoke and then cleared histhroat, because really wasn’t that why he was also there, truly? Hughes wouldhave laughed at him, gripped his shoulder, and told him to shut up and theywould get a drink later to laugh about it all.
Royclenched his fists. Ed crossed his arms.
“Wouldyou have lied to him as well, like you’re trying to with me?”
Thistime, Roy turned his body to face him, and Ed did as well, so they were as eyeto eye as they could be. Ed had grown taller, but he still lifted his chin aswas his habit whenever they faced off like this.
“Idon’t lie to you.” Roy tried to ignore the way Ed’s eyes seemed they weretrying to bore straight through him.
“Yousoften shit for me all the time.”
Edbit his bottom lip, and then whipped his head back to the headstone. “He wouldbe mad we were here, compromising ourselves.”
Roymade a sound of agreement only because he was finding it harder to form words.Ed didn’t talk to him like this. Ed was anger and energy and destruction, notsoftly debating whether or not their dead friend would be scolding them.
Edknelt and placed a hand - his right one - over the name etched across thestone. “I never got to say goodbye the first time, you know. So I figured, thiswas as good a time as any to make up for it.”
“Weall wish we could have that moment.” Roy shoved his hands in his pockets. Hewould know, he repeated that night on the phone years ago almost every day, all thethings he could have said in those last moments.
Edturned up to look at him. The fire he knew so well was still there but muted,and it scared a part of Roy, deep down. “Do you really think our plan willwork?”
“Ithas to.” Roy knelt down beside him, placing his opposite hand on the stone. “Wehave no choice, really.”
Theyboth kept their eyes on the stone, but Roy kept stealing glances at Ed’s faceas he concentrated on his thoughts.
Ed’sfingers curled, the metal making a scratching sound as he did. “And if itdoesn’t, what then?”
“It’s okay. We’ll figure it out.” Roy used his free hand to clasp Ed on theshoulder, and he seemed to deflate under the touch, and leaned closer to Roy for the briefest of moments.
