Disclaimer: Don't own Full Metal Alchemist, so I'm not making any money from writing this drabble-ish piece...
Saku's Prompt: Roy/Edward- Roy wanted to blame the shots at the bar that had made him so bold. Though he could not have ever expected such a response from the Full Metal. And the lyrics below
Warnings:Profanity. A stolen kiss (between guys). Alcohol. And Angst. One-sided love (probably).
Rating: Light M
WC- About 440
And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't
So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road
And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope
It's a shot in the dark and right at my throat
~Florence and the Machine's song "Shake it Out"
A head of raven locks jerked backwards as a cold, hard shot glass reached the edge of pink lips. The dark brown liquid burned as he tossed back his seventh shot. He wanted to scream when he heard the other shot glass slam down against the bar top before he'd even finished gulping.
"I beat your sorry ass again!" Ed yelled, slurring his words slightly.
"You're way too fucking small to hold back all that whiskey. I'm going to laugh my ass off when you puke your guts up," Roy growled, trying and failing to hide that he really was a sore loser...deep down.
"Say that to my face!" Roy was suddenly slammed against the floor—a very angry Full Metal Alchemist grinding him into the ground, the boy's metal hand wrapped around his throat. "I'll show you fucking small, asshole!"
"Now, Ed, let Roy go. You know you don't want to hurt him, and you'll hate yourself when you're sober if you do," Alphonse's calming voice broke through the tension, the younger boy's hand on Ed's shoulder, light, but definitely not letting go.
Ed's grip immediately loosened and, to Roy's relief, disappeared. Roy clenched his eyes shut and coughed, trying to catch his breath again.
"That's it. Come on. We should go now…" Alphonse coaxed.
Roy could hear their movements, and he suddenly couldn't bring himself to move. Tired from the alcohol surging through his blood…tired from everything…
"Get up. This last shot will decide the winner…" Ed's voice was coming from somewhere close, causing him to open his eyes again.
His gaze wandered to the long blonde braid falling over the boy's shoulder as Ed leaned over him, offering Roy the cold metal of his hand. Roy ignored it and instead jerked that blonde head toward him, by the dangling braid…jerking him straight down on top of Roy.
The Flame Alchemist kissed Ed for all he was worth, no thought for anything but the wet heat of the boy's mouth…
Ed ripped his mouth away from Roy's, enraged amber eyes staring down at Roy like he was nothing more than trash on the dirty, disgusting bar floor…
Roy closed his eyes again, expecting to be punched and not giving a fuck about anything anymore.
"Let's go, brother…" Alphonse said with unease.
He could hear the rustling of cloth and the shuffling of feet. Ed did worse than punch him—he left.
A lone tear slid down Roy's cheek as he continued to lie there on the nasty floor, listening to the stuttering beat of his heart. He wondered how much longer he could continue to deny what he felt for the Full Metal Alchemist.
Endnote: I may write a companion piece to this in Ed's POV in the future because I feel like an ass for hurting Roy…