[ log: ed + al ]
[ AU!Continuation from this post.
He can feel the way Al tenses beneath him and he doesn't like it. He doesn't want Al to withdraw or even feel uncomfortable. He wants Al to be warm and alive and molded against him like he should be. And though it feels slightly wrong to initiate anything (because how much of it is out of concern for Al and not his own selfish wants?), he pulls away just enough to discard his already open shirt. It's dropped to the floor, like his pants had been earlier, and then he's resting his hands on either side of Al's head, making sure their legs are entangled enough to prevent Al from moving too far.
In this position, he looks down on his brother, bangs creating a curtain around them and making his eyes darken in already scant light. But even in the low light, it's still enough to tell how full of emotion his eyes are. As if looking at Al can somehow convey how he feels or the words he wishes he could say but can't because he's never been good with words like Al is. ]
Al...