FMA: After: Glow

[branchandroot]

Fic post from my archive.

Glow

Ed gets home after a rather rough trip. Fluffy Drama, I-2.

Ed's fingers were too cold and stiff to fumble around with his keys, so he knocked instead. When Roy opened the door, Ed glared at him.

"I hate being cold, I hate giving reports to stupid Generals, and I hate sleeping on train seats," he declared, stepping in out of the biting chill.

Comments

[krichira.livejournal.com]

Agh... *melts into useless kri puddle*
That was cute! And still believable... ^_^ Achey-Ed is a grumbly brat, ne? Oh, and now you've got me clamoring for a massage... This has got to be one of the best massage fics I've ever read! I was almost going 'ah' along with Ed a few times... ^_^
And yeah, no foot rub is ever long enough... *grins*

[branchandroot]

*is flattered* It took a while to figure out how to describe the good-ow feeling of a massage; glad it worked!