Alfonse Icon + Short Drabble
Here is a small Alfonse icon I made and thought I would share. Credit and post if you take it, please. ^^ Also, a small Alfonse x Ed, G rated drabble!
He slowly closed his eyes, fingers tightening around the sheaf of papers that he held. They were important, but to his headache that meant very little. A bout of coughing had stirred the ache and this one was a real bulldog, with tons of power in its drooling jaws. Honestly, he would have preferred to curl up on the threadbare matress in the other room and sunk into a world of dreams, but there was money to worry about.
Money did not get put into one's pocket if one did not do any work.
"Bitte hör auf zu schmerzen... nur für eine Weile..." Came the pained whisper to an empty room. Begging his head to stop hurting, out loud, to no one.
"Hier, konnte dieses helfen." Came a surprising, soft reply from behind him, offering help in his time of need. Alfonse started and jerked in his chair, eyeing over a vision of gold and brown before a shine of red told him that the fast movement was very, very bad and his headache throbbed. Edward sighed and came up to the other and turned Alfonse deftly around in his chair, and began to carefully rub tense shoulders.
The bulldog slowly began to back off into its dog house, and Alfonse closed his eyes to enjoy his roommate's mismatched touch.
He slowly closed his eyes, fingers tightening around the sheaf of papers that he held. They were important, but to his headache that meant very little. A bout of coughing had stirred the ache and this one was a real bulldog, with tons of power in its drooling jaws. Honestly, he would have preferred to curl up on the threadbare matress in the other room and sunk into a world of dreams, but there was money to worry about.
Money did not get put into one's pocket if one did not do any work.
"Bitte hör auf zu schmerzen... nur für eine Weile..." Came the pained whisper to an empty room. Begging his head to stop hurting, out loud, to no one.
"Hier, konnte dieses helfen." Came a surprising, soft reply from behind him, offering help in his time of need. Alfonse started and jerked in his chair, eyeing over a vision of gold and brown before a shine of red told him that the fast movement was very, very bad and his headache throbbed. Edward sighed and came up to the other and turned Alfonse deftly around in his chair, and began to carefully rub tense shoulders.
The bulldog slowly began to back off into its dog house, and Alfonse closed his eyes to enjoy his roommate's mismatched touch.