Seeing The Dark Of You, Chapter Six
Title: Seeing The Dark Of You, Chapter Six
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter, but NC-17 overall
Type: Yaoi, A/U
Pairings: Roy/Ed, one-sided Elricest
Warnings: Implied Elricest
Summary: With Ed's 18th birthday quickly approaching, his infatuation with Roy starts taking over more and more of his life. What will Ed do when that blessed day finally arrives?
A/N: OTL Forgive me for the late update, guys! 11 hour work days are killing me. T_T But fear not! I'll be dropping down to 30 hours a week in about a month! \o/
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The next morning went by in a blur. I woke up to find the bed empty beside me and Roy already gone. He'd placed a note beside my clothes, heaped on a chair in the corner. Though Roy had left me alone without even saying goodbye or talking about the night before, seeing his phone number scrawled in his neat lettering had cheered me up instantly, banishing all of my negative thoughts right away.
He wants to do it again... I thought, feeling my heart pound pleasantly in my chest.
With a smile, I dressed myself and headed home.
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The grin that had been all but stuck on my face during my walk home faded instantly when I saw my brother's expression. Al was sat on the couch, dark circles under his eyes, his hair mussed, and worry etched into every line of his face.
“H-Hey, Al...” I said quietly, a sheepish look creeping over my features.
All I got in reply was a slight grunt as Al sunk back against the couch. He crossed his arms over his chest, pursing his lips and clearly thinking of how to tell me just how mad he was. He didn't need to say a thing... I could tell from the sharp light in his eyes that he was already holding back from tearing into me. It might not look like it to other people, but Al could get a temper when he was pushed too far. And, obviously, what I'd done had been much too far for him to handle.
“You could have called, Ed,” he finally said, his voice clearly strained as he tried not to let it crack or shake at all. Though he wasn't having the same luck controlling his body. I could see him trembling slightly and it actually made me pull into myself a little. I'd never seen Al like this before... Never seen him... angry like this. It made me wince, just hearing him speak.
“Sorry, Al... I-I didn't think of that,” I said, scratching at the back of my head and looking around nervously. I'd been all to distracted with Roy to even think of calling Al to tell him I wouldn't be home that night.
Al sighed and shook his head. I could tell he was trying to loosen up, to relax, but he failed terribly. All he ended up doing was gritting his teeth and huffing quietly at me.
“I-Is there anything I can do to make up for it?” I offered, hopeful that there was something--though I had no idea what it could be--that I could do to cheer Al up.
But instead of having a positive effect on Al, I saw pain flash in his eyes, lingering for a few moments before he could force it away. I twitched and wanted to step away, unsure of what I'd done to hurt him...
All I offered to do was try to make him happy...
Al looked as if he wanted to say something, his mouth half-open and his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Just when I thought I'd heard a whisper of a word cross his lips, he shook his head and stood up.
“I'm going to go get some sleep...” he said as he headed towards his bedroom.
“Alright, Al...” I said quietly, almost sighing the words.
Al cast a quick glance at me before heading into his room and closing the door. As the door clicked shut, I flinched at the sound. I could swear it echoed through the quiet apartment. I couldn't even hear any noises from Al's room, meaning he must have just crawled into his bed right away and fallen asleep.
With a disappointed sigh--disappointed in myself--I slumped onto the couch, lying back and covering my face with my hands, wondering just why Al was so bothered with me coming home late...
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It was late in the evening when I finally gave in and went to Al's door, knocking on it softly. He'd been asleep for nearly the whole day and I was starting to get worried.
“Al?” I called out through the door when he didn't respond to my knock.
Again, I got no reply. I eased his door open and peeked in. I couldn't help the small smile that crept over my face when I saw Al fast asleep, his chest rising and falling peacefully as he almost clung to his pillow. He just looked so cute like that.
There's the little brother I know and love... I thought to myself, glad to see Al relaxed and at ease, if only in his dreams. He just looked so... happy.
I was about to move away and pull the door shut when Al rolled over, muttering quietly in his sleep. Pausing, I quirked a brow, curious as to what he was saying. Maybe it would help me figure out why he was so upset with me...
Quietly, I stepped towards the bed, sitting down gently, trying not to shake the bed too much and wake up Al. I watched Al's face, seeing him furrow his brow for a moment before relaxing once more, a small smile settling on his lips soon after.
Al's lips moved slightly, an unintelligible mumble passing over his lips. I leaned in closer, trying to hear him better. The next words I heard made my heart stop for a moment, shocked at what my brother had just said. My eyes were wide and my hands stumbled for something to grasp, seeking to ground myself somehow.
“Al... ?” I breathed out shakily.