What am I doing here...?

A little ficcy I wrote sorta of as an answer to auragirl's "Glass Houses".

Rating: G
Pairing: none (well, if you squint very hard, maybe HavocxEd)
Word count: (a little less than)656

( Cigarette )

Just some Roy x Ed smut for your delight only. XD

 

( Tables Turning )

 

 

Another drabble for the fma_100 contest

Characters: Ed, Roy
Rating: G
Spoilers: none
Theme: Illness
Title: Sick Dog

Alphonse came that morning and announced, that his brother is very ill. When he was done with work, Roy took his coat and before he noticed, he was knocking on the Elrics’ door.
Edward was lying on the bed with a wet cloth on his forehead. His breathing was heavy and his cheeks were flushed from fever.
Roy sat down on the edge of the bed and shook his head smiling.
“Being the dog of the military doesn’t mean you have to be as sick as a dog, Fullmetal.”
The boy grinned. “I don’t do things by halves, y’ know.”