#v; finally

[automailicarus]

Setting the crockpot to the right temperature after having plugged it in, the mechanic separated the portions of food he'd need, grabbing himself a large cutting board and knife to set aside as he made work with washing the vegetables and potatoes. "How's Alphonse doing?"

ed kicks his legs a bit as he watches wes work, eyes following his movements. he glances up upon being asked about al, shrugging slightly in response, “he’s.. y’know.. he’s al.” he smiles softly, thinking after his baby brother, “he’s been hard at work studying alkahestry with mei. he’s making good progress though... at least a think. that’s what mei tells me anyway.”

[automailicarus]

The hug catches him off guard, body frozen for a moment before arms wrap around the other and face is buried against Edward's neck. Oh, had he missed him. So damn much it hurt. But who was he to ask the other to stay when his heart pulled him in so many different directions that settling down like Wes had wasn't exactly an option for the Elric. And over the years, Wesley had come to understand that; but that didn't mean he necessarily liked it. "Yea.. you too," he finally replied.

It’s been so long, way too long, but being back like this, being back in wes’s arms is like being home, more so than even being back in risembol. it was always hard for ed to be away, especially for so long sometimes, but he always came back, it was always what kept him going. he gives wes one last squeeze, nodding as he pulls back, just enough to look at the mechanic’s face, “well i don’t know about you, but i’ve been on the road for a while and i’m starved!”

[automailicarus]

☂: Kiss in the Rain

It's pouring. An utter torrential downpour and Ed is miserable. Completely one hundred percent miserable. There's nothing in the world that can dampen an already sour mood like way too much rain. Plus if he stays in it two long, his automail starts to act up. The only thing that makes it better is that he's meeting Wes, who's due any minute.

When the gearhead finally shows up, carrying a bright red umbrella, no less, Ed thinks he could just kiss him. Then he remembers that, hey, he can. So he does just that, pulling at the front of the mechanic's shirt with both hands until their lips meet and Ed doesn't even care that Wes's grip on the umbrella slips, leaving the two of them drenched again.