@wandcrn
Gold hair. Gold eyes. He hadn’t imagined it- he hadn’t. It had been there, amidst the crowd for just a second- gold hair gold eyes.
EDWARD ELRIC. He was here. He’d passed through the gate again- Envy knew it. He knew it the same way he knew the stupidity of his half brother, and even though he had absolutely no knowledge as to how or when or why the fucking idiot would have stepped through the gate once more, he knew that if there was a fucking way there was a fucking will, and fucking Edward Elric was the sort of fucking moron who couldn’t fUCKING leave something alone once he’d set his stupid fucking alchemist mind to it-!!
He’d have laughed, had he not been busy forcing his way through the crowded main street towards the gold hair gold eyes. Edward Elric was here?? He was TRAPPED?? HAH! There was no alchemy on this side of the gate- no shapeshifting, no philosophers stones.
( his body was on a timer; his lifeblood was limited. he was nothing more than a powerless human )
( but so was EDWARD )
His shoulder connected with that of another gentleman, but the creature ( the human ) paid the contact nor the person any mind, focusing instead on pushing forwards- just that little bit more- to step around the owner of the blond hair and into their immediate path- to turn his face towards theirs and- and-
( it’s not him )
It wasn’t. It could have almost been- the features were similar- familiar- but not the same. That wasn’t the fucking pipsqueak’s face- not his stupid punchable nose, nor his dumb mouth, nor his eyes ( those godDAMN asshole’s eyes! ) . It wasn’t him. It wasn’t him.
( he could have laughed again. he was never going to win, was he. )








