Written for Maho Kiwi in my request a drabble post.
Sorry for any OOCness. The piece of dialog I was supplied with made things hard.
I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
"If I had one bullet and I hated myself, I'd shoot you," he said one night, laying in bed with his hands behind his head.
"Them I'm lucky you're head-over-heels in love with yourself, aren't I, Kimblee?" his partner said beside him, laying on his side with his right hand under his head and his left hand tracing invisible designs on Kimblee's stomach.
"It's hard not to be, isn't it?" Kimblee said, turning his head a little so he faced him. "You're head-over-heels in love with me too, aren't you Archer-chan?"
"Oh, please. You're going to make me throw up. And don't call me that."
Kimblee laughed. "Who said that's not my goal, Archer-chan?"
"You're a bastard, you know that?" Archer snapped, but it didn't stop him from kissing him.
"I know. But you love me for it."
Archer got up and headed for the bathroom, and Kimblee laughed again.
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