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Entry tags:
- angst,
- ed/roy,
- fanfiction,
- fma,
- het,
- maes/gracia,
- misery's company,
- roy/ed,
- yaoi
FMA: Misery's Company - Parts 4 & 5
Title: Misery's Company Part 4: Melted Dreams
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lynx212
Pairing: Maes/Gracia, Roy/Ed, mentions of past and possibly current Maes/Roy
Words: 299
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Angst
Summary: Gracia is still trying to pretend but her resolve is melting away..
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not make any profit.
Previous 3 Installments HERE
They were at the park watching their darling Elysia run around in the grass. In moments like this Gracia could almost forget that all was not well. She could pretend that the dinners she ate alone and the nights she slept in a cold bed didn’t matter. Maes was taking pictures of their little angel and every once in a while he looked up at Gracia and gave her the smile she’d fallen in love with years ago.
A bell chimes in the distance and the little girl knows that means the ice cream truck is nearby. Small pleas for the sugary treat had her father sitting his camera down and promising to bring her back a cone. He disappears in the direction of the noise and the two women in his life patiently wait for his return.
Twenty minutes later Gracia’s patience was spent. Did her husband have to make the ice cream? What was taking so long?
Walking toward the shrubs her husband disappeared behind she didn’t have to go far. Before she could round the hedges a voice she knew all too well reached her ears. Despite her current situation even she had to admit the rich baritone that served as Roy Mustangs voice was as hard to mistake as it was unforgettable.
She listened as that voice asked her husband if he was busy tomorrow night and her fist curled in anger as he replied no. Peeking her head around the corner she saw her husband holding two melting cones of cherry ice cream and giving Roy an all too familiar smile. When she stepped into view, Maes flashed her a grin as Roy bid her a bright hello.
Maes extended one cone in her direction and it took everything she had to accept it.
Title: Misery's Company Part 5: Midnight
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author:lynx212
Pairing: Maes/Gracia, Roy/Ed, mentions of past and possibly current Maes/Roy
Words: 294
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Angst
Summary: Ed is tired of playing this game and seeks confirmation...
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not make any profit.
Earlier Ed had been clad in nothing but the Royal blue silk boxers Roy had gotten him on their one year anniversary. He had showered and left his hair down just the way Roy liked it. Sliced enough strawberries to fill a bowl sat it on the nightstand then draped himself over the bed.
Two hours later he was still watching the minuets tick by on the clock.
Tired of it, Ed dressed himself and tromped through the streets of Central with one destination in mind. The hour was wretched but Ed didn’t care. He was tired of this game and he was going to confirm his suspicion. He could guess where his lover was at… or more like who he was with, but he didn’t want to allow himself the luxury of denial any longer.
After he knocked on the door and it didn’t take long for it to creak open.
“Roy’s not here Ed.”
“I know, I just came to confirm that Hughes wasn’t either.”
She didn’t reply but the look in her sad green eyes said it all. With a mumbled sorry for disturbing you, Ed was about to walk away when she slipped out onto the porch behind him. Under the cover of darkness the two of them stood there silently looking up at the sliver of moon that hung in the night sky.
When he shook his head as his shoulders slumped Gracia said, “It’s ok Ed.”
“No it’s not Gracia and you know that as well as I do.”
When he heard sniffling behind him he wanted to kick himself. The situation wasn’t her fault any more than it was his.
He slipped his hand into hers and gave it a comforting squeeze.
Misery loved company after all.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author:
lynx212Pairing: Maes/Gracia, Roy/Ed, mentions of past and possibly current Maes/Roy
Words: 299
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Angst
Summary: Gracia is still trying to pretend but her resolve is melting away..
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not make any profit.
Previous 3 Installments HERE
They were at the park watching their darling Elysia run around in the grass. In moments like this Gracia could almost forget that all was not well. She could pretend that the dinners she ate alone and the nights she slept in a cold bed didn’t matter. Maes was taking pictures of their little angel and every once in a while he looked up at Gracia and gave her the smile she’d fallen in love with years ago.
A bell chimes in the distance and the little girl knows that means the ice cream truck is nearby. Small pleas for the sugary treat had her father sitting his camera down and promising to bring her back a cone. He disappears in the direction of the noise and the two women in his life patiently wait for his return.
Twenty minutes later Gracia’s patience was spent. Did her husband have to make the ice cream? What was taking so long?
Walking toward the shrubs her husband disappeared behind she didn’t have to go far. Before she could round the hedges a voice she knew all too well reached her ears. Despite her current situation even she had to admit the rich baritone that served as Roy Mustangs voice was as hard to mistake as it was unforgettable.
She listened as that voice asked her husband if he was busy tomorrow night and her fist curled in anger as he replied no. Peeking her head around the corner she saw her husband holding two melting cones of cherry ice cream and giving Roy an all too familiar smile. When she stepped into view, Maes flashed her a grin as Roy bid her a bright hello.
Maes extended one cone in her direction and it took everything she had to accept it.
Title: Misery's Company Part 5: Midnight
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author:
lynx212Pairing: Maes/Gracia, Roy/Ed, mentions of past and possibly current Maes/Roy
Words: 294
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Angst
Summary: Ed is tired of playing this game and seeks confirmation...
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not make any profit.
Earlier Ed had been clad in nothing but the Royal blue silk boxers Roy had gotten him on their one year anniversary. He had showered and left his hair down just the way Roy liked it. Sliced enough strawberries to fill a bowl sat it on the nightstand then draped himself over the bed.
Two hours later he was still watching the minuets tick by on the clock.
Tired of it, Ed dressed himself and tromped through the streets of Central with one destination in mind. The hour was wretched but Ed didn’t care. He was tired of this game and he was going to confirm his suspicion. He could guess where his lover was at… or more like who he was with, but he didn’t want to allow himself the luxury of denial any longer.
After he knocked on the door and it didn’t take long for it to creak open.
“Roy’s not here Ed.”
“I know, I just came to confirm that Hughes wasn’t either.”
She didn’t reply but the look in her sad green eyes said it all. With a mumbled sorry for disturbing you, Ed was about to walk away when she slipped out onto the porch behind him. Under the cover of darkness the two of them stood there silently looking up at the sliver of moon that hung in the night sky.
When he shook his head as his shoulders slumped Gracia said, “It’s ok Ed.”
“No it’s not Gracia and you know that as well as I do.”
When he heard sniffling behind him he wanted to kick himself. The situation wasn’t her fault any more than it was his.
He slipped his hand into hers and gave it a comforting squeeze.
Misery loved company after all.
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I remember this little series all too well. Roy and Maes are being unbelievably selfish assholes running out on the ones who love them like this. I can't think of a single platonic excuse for their behavior. *glares at the bastards* Definitely does not bode well for either relationship. :/ If I'm not mistaken you have another WIP that makes me madder than a wet hen at Maes. Congratulations. Not many people can make Maes into a right proper bastard in not one but two fics.
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