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Invidia: XVII
Title: Invidia: XVII
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed, one-sided Al/Ed
Author:![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=3)
lynx212
Words: 255
Rating: T
Genre: Angst/Darkfic
Summary: Al sits with his precious captive and his mind wanders...
Random Quote: “Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one.” ~George Orwell
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You don't fear the dark dear brother, you don't fear being tied down... you fear being tied down within the confines of the darkness.
I know this, because it is a gift The Gate bestowed upon us both.
I’ve been standing here breathing in the scent of you and caressing your perfect face for hours as I’ve waited for you to regain consciousness. When you finally wake with a groan I can hear your heart thudding as you look around even though you know you can see nothing. As your senses come back further I hear you shift and the realization that both of your automail limbs are gone must be washing over your limited awareness because the sense of panic that surrounds you dear Brother skyrockets.
I take a step closer to you and you call my name saying how this wasn't funny any more and for me to quit kidding around.
Even as you say that I hear the fear in your voice and I know despite your words you know just how serious I am. How this is not some twisted joke and how in truth this is only the beginning.
When I tell you this, your breathing picks up as you plead for me to untie you so we can talk this out. I don’t answer you, instead I walk away as you scream my name in a pleading and desperate manner that would surely have broken my heart if it wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed, one-sided Al/Ed
Author:
lynx212 Words: 255
Rating: T
Genre: Angst/Darkfic
Summary: Al sits with his precious captive and his mind wanders...
Random Quote: “Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one.” ~George Orwell
Previous
You don't fear the dark dear brother, you don't fear being tied down... you fear being tied down within the confines of the darkness.
I know this, because it is a gift The Gate bestowed upon us both.
I’ve been standing here breathing in the scent of you and caressing your perfect face for hours as I’ve waited for you to regain consciousness. When you finally wake with a groan I can hear your heart thudding as you look around even though you know you can see nothing. As your senses come back further I hear you shift and the realization that both of your automail limbs are gone must be washing over your limited awareness because the sense of panic that surrounds you dear Brother skyrockets.
I take a step closer to you and you call my name saying how this wasn't funny any more and for me to quit kidding around.
Even as you say that I hear the fear in your voice and I know despite your words you know just how serious I am. How this is not some twisted joke and how in truth this is only the beginning.
When I tell you this, your breathing picks up as you plead for me to untie you so we can talk this out. I don’t answer you, instead I walk away as you scream my name in a pleading and desperate manner that would surely have broken my heart if it wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear.
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