A/N READ: Well hello there and welcome to my one-shot/drabble collection! Here I will be posting anything and everything I write that I deem too short/stupid to post as a stand-alone fic! This fic will entail romance, fluff, good ol' smut, PWP, domestic fluff, humor and stupidity! (maybe a drop of angst too? Dunno) The pairing will be Roy/Fem!Ed all the way through. I have no idea how long this will be, I'll just keep posting and posting whenever I have ideas since many of the poor things are not long enough to turn into a proper fic and I end up ignoring them ;u; If you read them, you have my thanks. :3 I'm not sure how frequently this is going to be updated, and it will be marked as complete even though I'll be still posting so keep that in mind.

Sooooo this is rated T right now but will definitely go up to M, but only once I've posted a chapter that will match the rating (which will be soon by the way *coughcough*)

Go ahead and review; it always brings a smile to my face to know that people are reading my stuff, and add it to your favourites and follows if you want as well; it makes me happy too. XD

Anyway, this collection will mostly be me dealing with my undying love for these two and, just a head's up; I'm going to be babbling a lot in the Author's notes, so yeah...XDD

At the beginning of each oneshot I'll type the title, the rating and any warnings there might be, so you won't need to worry about what you'll find below. XDD Please ignore any mistakes!

Disclaimer: I'll only write this once - I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, end of story.

Now, on to the first one!

Title: Coupley Things

Rating: T

Warning: Slight language.

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"You know, I've been thinking..."

Roy looked up from his novel and turned to gaze at his lover, who was staring at him from where she had her head rested on his shoulder.

He looked at her expectantly. "Yes?"

Edeline shifted awkwardly and a sweet pink decorated her cheeks. "Well," she started, trying to sound confident. "remember when we were at the park...?"

"The day you threw the picnic basket at my head because I accidentally mentioned your height?"

Ed's blush escalated at the reminder, spreading to her nose and tips of her ears. "Yeah, that one."

Roy rolled his eyes. "What about it?"

Setting his book on the coffee table, Roy wrapped his arm around Ed's shoulders and pulled her slightly closer as he settled more comfortably on the couch. He watched as she bit her lip, emotions battling in her honey coloured eyes.

"Well, there were many couples there who acted really differently from us..."

Roy raised an eyebrow and pulled the blanket more over himself to cover his feet as he answered. "You mean showing public affection?"

The blonde's face positively resembled a cherry and she avoided his obsidian gaze, which was now amused. She shuffled uncomfortably. "Not just that, people in a relationship in general do more things, you know? I just saw it the other day and, well, it kinda hit me."

Mustang hummed in thought. "You mean things other than argue and have rough make up sex afterwards?"

Ed blushed and growled, her eyes flashing as she glared at him. She swatted his arm. "I think that's only our thing, you idiot."

Roy smirked at her flustered expression, but decided to actually listen to what she had to say. Who knew, maybe they could improve their relationship or something like that – though he could honestly say he didn't really have any complaints about the way they were now. But if Ed wasn't satisfied...

Pursing his lips, a soft frown made its way onto Roy's face as his thoughts took a turn for the worst. He thought she had been fine with the way they worked. It was just how they did things, and he had never really pictured Edeline wanting to do something that fell into the stereotype category.

"Okay, so, like what?"

The blonde took a moment to ponder that, apparently not having thought they'd actually get this far in the discussion. "Um, well, they...cuddle more." Roy saw she knew she had said something stupid from the way she grimaced and flushed.

He arched a brow. "And what are we doing now exactly?"

Ignoring him, she hastily added, " –and they do that nose rubbing thing."

Her whole face lit up at her own words and Roy could tell she really wished for the floor to open up and swallow her. She seemed to be restraining herself from slapping her forehead.

Roy blinked. "That what?"

Ed appeared to be emphatically humiliated now. "You know," she growled. "when they rub noses, like, um, affectionately."

Roy's shoulders shook with suppressed laughter as he pressed his lips together to refrain from smirking. He was beyond amused; he'd never thought his little shrimp of a lover would actually ever want to do something so...coupley. Despite the funny mental picture that popped up in his mind though, Roy felt his heart fill with a tender emotion. He had always been a romantic, and just imagining doing small and intimate things to show affection with her made a warm feeling spread through his body, warming him to the core.

"Someone's been watching too many movies," he mused teasingly in spite of himself. He hissed as a sudden pain made itself known in his side when Ed elbowed him.

"At least I'm not the stupid sap who cries like a fucking baby while reading romance novels when he thinks I'm not looking!" she shouted defensively, pulling away from his one-arm embrace and crossing her arms petulantly.

Roy rubbed his aching side, a scowl on his face as he willed away the slight flush dominating his cheeks. "I don't cry!"

Ed snorted. "Bullshit. I saw you yesterday – you were sobbing your fucking eyes out, bastard."

"I wasn't sobbing! I was just touched–"

"Silent crying then! You totally used up the entire tissue box though."

Ed grinned in triumph when Roy fell silent with a glare. "Your point, exactly?"

Huffing, the blonde shot up from her seat on the couch, pulling the blanket with her and letting it fall to the floor. Seizing his wrist, she hoisted him up non-too-gently. "We're doing something...different." When Roy opened his mouth, Ed squeezed his wrist until it hurt and he gasped. "No objections."

Growling faint annoyed mutters, Roy allowed himself to be dragged forcefully around the house until they entered the kitchen. Tugging his arm free now, he surveyed the room as if it was his first time seeing it, eyebrow raised in mild surprise. "We're cooking?"

Ed swirled around to face him, hands planted on her hips. The fierce determination burning in those eyes made Roy want to roll his own in exasperation and gulp in apprehension at the same time, so he settled for a weary sigh. He dealt with that look a lot, and he knew from experience there was no getting out of whatever his lover had planned.

"Yes we are," Ed answered, hurrying to grab a bowl from the cupboard and moving quickly for the utensils they would be needing. "I figured we could make something tasty – a cake, to be specific – and then eat it, all the while actually being nice to each other for once." Spinning around, she grinned at him, though Roy could tell she was nervous about this. "What d' you think?"

Roy shrugged; in his opinion, this was unnecessary. He didn't know why Ed had all of a sudden gotten such an idea, but if it made her feel better he'd just have to bear it. "Sounds like a plan."

"It is a plan," Ed deadpanned, and Roy rolled his eyes. "Anyway, grab the flour and the eggs, I'll fetch the mixer and the rest – I'm not touching the milk though. Want chocolate or vanilla?"

A half hour later they were both exasperated with each other beyond belief and Roy was sure Ed was that much away from throttling him.

She growled fiercely. "No, you bastard, I said I would crack the eggs! I told you to deal with the milk!"

Being nice to each other, my ass, Roy thought.

His eyebrow twitched. "But the eggs go first," he said forcefully, through gritted teeth. "And you were busy with the chocolate!"

Absently wiping at a stain on her cheek, Ed clenched her fists and glared at him. "I was fucking finished with the chocolate!"

Roy smacked his forehead, realising idly that he had probably dirtied it. Clenching his teeth, he grabbed the flour. Then, calmly but forcefully, he said,"Do you want to add the flour so I can add the milk?"

Ed scowled but snatched the flour out of his hands as he went to fetch the milk from the nearby counter. An indignant growl from her had him turning around to face her once more, exasperation written on his features as clear as day. "What is it now?"

"How does this thing open!?"

Roy sighed and strolled forwards to give her a hand as he watched her pull forcefully at the package, willing it to open. "Stop that or you'll rip it–" No sooner than he said it, the package ripped open abruptly, flour flying everywhere and coating every surface, the majority of which was the kitchen floor.

They both stood in shocked silence for a moment as the fine white powder flew in the air, staring at each other with wide eyes. Then, Ed let out a nervous chuckle and let what remained of the package fall to the floor. Hastily, she started brushing the flour out of her hair and clothes and then hesitantly, still with that nervous chuckle, started brushing him off.

"Um," she drawled tentatively, an anxious grin on her face when Roy just stared at her, black hair coated white. "Sorry...?"

Tense shoulders slumping, Roy sighed heavily and ran a slow, exasperated hand down his face, noticing with a scowl that it came off white. "You can't cook," he stated, watching Ed shuffle awkwardly. "Why did you even want to do this? Aren't you the one who's always bitching about being made to cook dinner?"

Edeline fell silent and stared at the floor, covered in white by her recklessness. Then, she scowled and glared as if the flour was to blame. Her hands clenched into fists as if she was defending her next words before she had even spoken them. "I just...I didn't want you to feel like you're missing out on stuff, alright?"

Roy's vexation diminished for a moment as he gazed at her flushed but apprehensive face with curiosity. "Miss out on what, exactly?"

A low growl came from deep in her throat and she met his gaze, eyes burning into his with ferocity. "Well, what do you think? You're always reading that sappy shit that you call a novel and you keep crying your fucking eyes out!" Roy blinked – it took him a moment, but after that his eyebrows were slowly but surely rising as realisation dawned on him. "What am I supposed to think, huh!? You're a cheesy romantic and I'm not, we know that by now, but I just– I thought that you might have had enough of my shit and actually realised that I'm not good for you. So...in order to prevent that...I..." her voice trailed off as she blushed scarlet, as if only just realising how stupid what she was doing actually was. Groaning in misery, she buried her face in her hands.

"Edeline," Roy started, nonplussed. Her confession was the last thing he had expected and now he stood in his own kitchen, feeling bizarrely out of place. "Why would you think I would get bored of you?"

Grimacing, Ed had suddenly found the flour on her clothes very interesting. "Truth knows, bastard," she murmured, dusting her tank top off repetitively. "You're always reading that romance shit where they rub noses like idiots. I once grabbed one book to see what the big deal was and I still can't understand what was so touching about them. So I just figured you were reading them because you couldn't have that romantic life or whatever – it made me feel bad alright?" she admitted, growling faintly. "Well, fuck you," she added then, more as a means to put some normalcy into the situation than anything. Crossing her arms, she opted for glaring at the tiled floor as if it had caused her personal offence.

Roy was at a loss for words – never in his life had he even thought that Ed would take this so seriously. He was aware of her issues with herself and her actual worth but he had honestly never thought her worries would go this far.

"Edeline," he repeated, reaching out and wrapping an arm around her, the other one lifting her chin up. He would've laughed at her adorable pouty look had this not been serious. He kept his face straight. "I love you."

Ed blushed crimson and scowled, slapping his hand away from her chin and crossing her arms in a characteristic embarrassed manner. She glared at the side and huffed. "W-what's up with the sudden sappiness, you shit-head?"

Despite her foul reply, Roy could read her well enough to see the appreciation between the lines. He smiled, but it lasted only a second before it transformed into a smirk. "Oh come on, you liked it," he teased, and when Ed shot him a look, he added, "Don't deny it." When he wiggled his eyebrows, a smile stretched her lips unbidden and she elbowed him in the ribs playfully.

"Shut up."

Roy chuckled, arms wrapping around her slim waist as he brought her closer. His lips brushed the crown of her head fondly, and he breathed in her familiar scent. "I don't want you to start thinking I'm getting bored of you, alright?"

Petulantly, she raised her head to meet his gaze and stuck her bottom lip out. "Fine. But I don't want you crying so much while reading. Equivalent Exchange. ...Deal?"

Smiling softly, he leaned in and tenderly rubbed their noses together, relishing the blush that dirtied her cheeks. "Deal."

A/N Honestly now, is it coupley or couply? Google's stupid and won't tell me the truth ;w;

Anyway, ain't Roy and Ed just THE CUTEST? *flashes photos*