wishing on a star that's just a satellite;;

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Edward dropped his pants and boxers as soon as he lied the clothes down on the toilet seat and shut the door behind him, giving the door a harsh glance. "Hey! That's not funny, you asshole. I was impaled once." He shot back, grasping at his side as it started throbbing once more as he moved towards the shower, wincing. Edward turned on the water, letting it heat up for a second before he stepped in, letting out a displeased sound as the water hit the wound. It sucked, but he would need to clean it better than those assholes did.

"Ya think when all this is over I could sue those damn soldiers for treating the Fullmetal Alchemist like this?" He called out through the door in an amused tone, a small chuckle released from his mouth before grabbing Roy's shampoo, squirting some on his hand.

"I think the Fullmetal Alchemist should tell me exactly what this is first," Roy called back. "But I'm sure you can do as you please afterwards."

He moved to his laundry closest, pulling fresh bed sheets from it with the intention of changing the sheets on his bed.

"Were you after food, or sleep first?" He asked after a pause.

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Edward scoffed. "Are you seriously asking me if I want food? The answer is hell yes, I can sleep later." He was extremely exhausted with the little sleep he had been getting ever since the incident, but a few more hours wouldn't kill him. Besides, he was hungry for something other than sandwiches and soup all the damn time.

"I dunno, maybe the mistreating of a major? I'm technically their boss, they could've used some better bedside manners," he said with a small snort, using some more shampoo seeing as he had a shit ton of hair. "Oh by the way, you may wanna invest in more shampoo if I'm gonna be hanging around, my hair kinda uses a lot." He chuckled.

"I should have known," Roy huffed a laugh, leaning against the wall by the bathroom door, sheets in his arms. "Is there anything in particular you're after? I'll need to go get something."

Roy thought for a moment, pulling a face he was glad Ed couldn't see at the though of how mistreated the younger man had been.

"I'm afraid that depends entirely on where their orders were coming from, but we can see what you can do," he told him. "Are you going to be hanging around? I mean, naturally you're welcome for as long as you wish. But you do tend to hop from place to place rather quickly."

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Edward nodded. He would just take this one day at a time, and he wasn’t particularly worried about it per se, he just didn't want his ass catching some illness from the shitty stitching job they did, and shitty patching up job too. But, perhaps he would just use the Edward Elric method, which was definitely not Colonel Mustang approved--and give him paperwork.

"I'm not really hungry for anything in particular, I'll eat just about anything." He finished off rinsing the suds out of his hair, fully smelling like Mustang, but he supposed that wasn't a bad thing, he did smell kinda good.

Okay, more than kind of. "If you don't want me around that's fine, I'll find someone else to mooch off of. But the less people that know about this the better, and out of all the people I know in Central, I trust you the most. I don't know anything about this bastard that shot me, so anybody could be working with him, I have to play this carefully," he said with a sigh, using some body wash and scrubbing his body, being careful of his wound.

"It's fine," Roy said, pushing himself away from the wall. "I just- I need to buy food, if you'll be alright for a bit? Leave your wound, don't try to bandage it. And please try not to rearrange half my house, I'm rather fond of how everything is."

After Ed replied Roy dumped the sheets on the bed for the time being, and went downstairs. He shoved his wallet into his pocket as he made his way back out.

It was still light. And that threw Roy off, somewhat. He felt weary, far more tired than he should midafternoon. But he supposed with the weight of his grief lifted from his shoulders his head was clearer to acknowledge his own needs.

He made his way to the nearest place that did take out, purchasing fries and thick burgers. He was sure Ed needed more nutrition, and more than just food if he was staying for a time. But for now something fatty and filling.

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"Yes sir," Edward called out after him, silent for a moment before he shut off the shower. "And thanks, Roy." Even though he was pretty sure Roy was gone, seeing as he heard the door was being shut. Oh well, Edward was for sure he was going to spend the rest of his natural life making it up to him, because he knew that sometime he didn't make for good company. But something like this.. he would definitely make up for it.

He stepped out of the shower with a towel draped around his body, using the other one to towel dry his hair somewhat before putting it up in a simply ponytail, too lazy, tired, and hungry to even bother with a damn braid right now. Edward stared at himself in the mirror for a good few minutes, taking in just how pale and tired he looked, the dark circles were prominent. Roy had to have a coffee maker somewhere downstairs, right? So, Edward grabbed the shirt that was definitely too big for him, even with his growth spurt. It went to his upper thigh, covering up his privates and what not. The pants.. yeah, they were long on him even with them rolled up--so he set them back down and just stuck with the shirt.

It was a bit weird and breezy, but he could manage. Anything was more comfortable than how he was before, so he wasn't complaining. Edward moved lightly down the stairs, cringing every time he moved his torso that caused a throbbing sensation in his side, one he did not like at all. He finally made it to the kitchen, eyeing the coffee pot. Now he just needed to find the beans. So, Edward began raiding all of his drawers and shelves looking for those damn coffee grounds.

Roy let himself back in, a heavy bag weighing him down. Even when Ed was injured Roy was sure he was able to eat more than the average person, besides, if he didn't eat everything then it would keep until tomorrow.

He made his way into the kitchen, the noises indicating Ed was already in there.

Going into the kitchen he passed in the doorway, raising a brow at the sight before him. Ed in his shirt and... very little else, it would seem.

"Well, this is a surprise," he commented, setting thr bag of take out on the nearest counter. "You know I'll let you stay without you having to take your clothes off, right?"

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Edward jumped in surprise when he heard Roy from behind him, jerking his body to face him, and then gripping his side from the movement, sending his side throbbing again. "Dammit, Mustang! Are you trying to give me a heart attack on top of all my other medical problems?" He snapped, mostly surprised than anything else. Edward waited until the pain in his side subsided, finally grabbing what he had been looking for.

"Perhaps this is my payment for you letting me stay here. Y'know, equivalent exchange and all that." He quirked a brow up, fixing up a pot of coffee and letting it heat up. Coffee sounded amazing, and the smell of it was just making him impatient. Edward shrugged a shoulder, going over to the bag where the take out food was, licking his lips hungrily. Damn, it smelled good.

"Is my leg bothering you? It tends to freak people out, I can put those pants you gave me on, if you want. Even with my growth spurt the damn things didn't fit." He muttered, almost bitter about it as he grabbed the bag of food and carefully sat down at the dinner table, digging in.

" Your leg is rather shapely, it's really no hardship," Roy said, eyeing Ed's flesh and blood leg as he sat.

Roy sat across from Ed, pulling something for himself free from the mass of food before Ed could inhale everything. He picked idly at the bread of his burger, watching Ed eat more than anything.

"I'll have another look for clothing, if you'd prefer," he said eventually. "If you'd feel more comfortable. I've seen you looking worse. But I will need to bandage you before you can sleep. I don't imagine you'd enjoy waking up stuck to the sheets with blood."

( double post im sorry uwu )

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Edward just about choked on the burger he was eating as Roy made his comment, his face turning a bright red. It was definitely better than the pale, sickly color, but not what he wanted. Fully embarrassed, he just crossed his legs as he sat, the red hue still tinting his cheeks. "Pervert," he mumbled after taking a bite.

He waited until he swallowed his food, setting the burger down. "I'm gonna be real honest with you. I usually sleep naked, it's more comfortable for me. So, just a shirt is fine," he shrugged a shoulder, picking the burger back up and chewing on it, almost wanting to moan at how damn good this food tasted.

Roy chuckled and shool his head.

"You call me a pervert, then tell me these things?" He asked Ed, brow raised. "But that fine. I was just curious as to what you were planning on wearing, perhaps tomorrow? Or are you planning on wearing just a shirt until your clothes are... burnt... or whatever needs to happen to them."

He took a bite of his burger, looking at Ed consideringly.

"Are you wearing anything under that? Bandaging may be interesting."

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Edward just shot him another glare, pretty sure his facial features were stuck like that every single time he looked at Roy. "I mean, I'm probably going to be doing a lot of hiding out here instead of going outside. I'd rather avoid getting shot for a second time, or getting you involved for that matter. Um," he paused for a minute, thinking it over.

"Maybe you could go to my apartment tomorrow, grab some of my clothes and maybe my own toothbrush and shampoo? If anyone asks, just say you're grabbing things for the family." He shrugged. People did that after someone died, right? And according to Amestris, he was about to be buried in two weeks. And yet another glare was cast Roy's way. "Then don't look, old man. And keep your hands away from my junk."

"The family wants the deceased's toothbrushes and shampoo," Roy repeated. "Excellent. You know, I think I'd rather prefer to just buy you entirely new things than go through that indignity. Also there's a chance your apartment is being watched."

He wiped his mouth with a napkin as he finished his burger and grinned at Ed.

"My hands will stay very much away from your junk. Your delicate virtue is safe with me."÷

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Edward just shrugged. "I don't know, put shit in bags? I'm sleep deprived and injured, so maybe I'm not a very reliable source of information right now." His brain was a complete jumbled mess, he had spent weeks trying to figure out why someone would want to go after him. Okay, so he had made a lot of enemies over the past few years--he was a State Alchemist, and a lot of people hated them already so that just added to his problems. But what had he done to make someone actually plan out killing him?

Roy was lucky he was done eating his food or Edward would have choked on it and possibly died on his floor after that comment. "Protect my innocent what?" He sputtered out, trying to will his cheeks to stop turning pink. Seriously, was Roy a sadist or something? Did he get off on making Edward absolutely fucking embarrassed. "Unless you are involved in my sex life, or lack thereof, then you don't get to comment on it," he grumbled.

"Delicate virtue," Roy corrected. "I'm sure there's nothing innocent about you."

He rose from the table, tidying the mess that had been made so far before leaning back against the counter, his expression gentled as he took in Ed once more.

"I need to finish changing the sheets," he told the younger man. "Come up when you're finished, I'll bandage your wound then you're free to sleep as you please. I'll arrange clothing for you when you're asleep, alright?"

He pushed himself from the counter and made his way upstairs, spreading thr fresh sheets across the mattress and trying very hard not to think about Ed naked among them.

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Now Edward wasn't sure if he should be offended. "What the hell did you mean by that one, Mustang?" He called out after him, picking himself up off the chair and following him up the stairs, though at a much slower pace due to the aching in his side. Once he got up them, he went down the hall towards the bedroom, arms folded across his chest as he watched the older male spread fresh sheets on to the bed.

Edward just watched him for a second, lips pulling into a frown. "Are you doing that for me? I don't have to sleep in your bed, y'know. A couch will do just fine," he tried telling him, shifting his automail leg in front of the other, crossing them. "Or I mean, you don't have to sleep on the couch either. Just put a pillow in the middle, right?" He said as if it was no big deal, he was used to sharing a bed with his brother.

Then again, his brother was definitely not Roy Mustang.

Roy glanced up from his chore, raising a brow at the man in the doorway.

"You have spent the last few weeks in, what sounds to be, a complete shit pit," Roy told him. "You are spending the night in this bed, and I am more than well acquainted with my couch. It's no issue, Ed."

He smoothed his hands over the fresh sheets, flattening out the blankets and tugging them into position.

"Bandages and sleep," he said, patting the edge of the bed. "Sit and... Do what ever you want to do to let me get to that hole in your side, okay?"

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He just nodded his head, moving over to sit down on the edge of the bed where Roy had pat, letting out a small yawn. "You've been busting your ass for me since I was ten, you don't have to keep doing it y'know." Edward murmured, casting Roy a gentle glance. He wanted to say that he could take care of himself, but it as obvious that he couldn't seeing as he did have a hole in his side once again.

Edward would spend the rest of his life making all of this up to him. "Equivalent exchange, right? You name it and I'll do it for you, it's only fair if I bust my ass for you."