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So this is going to be the sequel to Nights are Long on a Road Trip (hence the title ;p). If you're not into that, just ignore the references to the road trip; this can easily be just another wedding fic, set in modern times.

For reference, if you haven't read the previous story or are ignoring it, Ed has no automail and Al is human.

Edward might have been a bit of a hard ass, but he could also be a softie. And now, walking around his and Roy's house was one of those times. He couldn't help it; every time he caught sight of a calendar, he smiled.

It had been almost a year now since he and Roy had gotten together on that road trip. Ed found it hard to believe—it felt like no time had passed at all—but the calendar was proof. Any now, approaching their anniversary, Edward couldn't stop himself from reminiscing a bit.

Everything had been pretty much perfect with Roy—sure, like every couple, they had their fights (explosive ones, at that), but they'd never come close to breaking up. Ed had never even slept in a different room than Roy. They'd slipped from hooking up on a road trip to being in a real, functioning relationship without any real bumps.

Of course, it wasn't as easy for everyone around them. About three months in, Alphonse gave up and got an apartment down the street (which Ed and Roy helped fund, actually), saying he couldn't stand walking in on them anymore. Really, it had only happened once or twice, but that had been too much for Al and Edward respected that. They were still close, so all was well.

Then there was the military. When Roy and Ed had told Lieutenant Hawkeye, she'd nearly passed out in shock. That was fair enough; after all, for Roy to be into guys at all must have come as quite the surprise, let alone being with Edward. But she'd accepted it in the end. They hadn't even gotten in trouble at work, though Ed had to be transferred to a different team so that he and Roy didn't see each other and get distracted during the day. That was the only reason why Edward was even home at the moment; he got off a solid hour before Roy did.

Ed was snapped out of his reminiscing by the familiar sound of his show coming on. He bounded back into the living room, snatching his bag of popcorn on the way out of the kitchen, and bounced into place on the couch just as it started.

He had to admit, he was almost glad he'd been transferred, so he could come home and watch this before Roy got back. Edward was more than open with his boyfriend, but this…this was a serious guilty pleasure. He just couldn't bring himself to own up about it. Hell, even Alphonse didn't know about his secret fascination, and he'd lived with Ed for literally forever.

This way, with Roy gone, Edward didn't have to sneak around and record his show. He could just relax on the couch and get lost in Say Yes to the Dress.

Ed wasn't quite sure why he liked the show so much. Okay, that was a lie; he knew why, but he couldn't say where his enjoyment for weddings (and especially those wonderful gowns) came from. Not that it mattered; he was more than happy to just zone out to the sound of brides squealing about their big day…

The way Roy's house was set up, you could see the TV first thing when you opened the door. So when Edward heard the doorknob turning, the click of it opening, he went into panic mode. Ed scrambled for the remote, spilling his left over popcorn kernels as he grabbed it. No time to change the channel—he pressed the off button, then turned around and smiled wide, like he hadn't just been interrupted.

"You're home a little early today," Ed managed, heart still thumping from almost being caught.

Roy raised his eyebrows. "What were you just watching?"

Shit. "Um…nothing?"

Edward watched as Roy slowly took off his boots, his gloves, his jacket… "Ed, give me the remote," he demanded, voice deceivingly sweet.

Clutching the object to his chest, Ed curled up in a ball. "No, I don't think I will."

He knew it was coming—Roy walked over, still very calm…until, he pounced, wrapping his arms around Edward to try to get to the remote. Ed curled tighter, but Roy was stronger than he was. The man unfurled him and spun him over, pinning Edward on his back, remote still clutched in his hand. But Ed wasn't about to go down that easily; he brought up his legs and pushed at Roy's stomach, trying to keep the man at least far enough away so that he couldn't reach the remote.

Unfortunately, Roy had seen this one coming. As Ed pushed up, the man spread his legs, so that instead of pushing him away, Edward was effectively drawing him in. Roy kissed him lightly on the lips, victorious, and pried the remote out of Ed's fingers.

"Please," Edward whispered, mortified. "I'm seriously begging you, do not turn that on."

"Look, as much as I like wrestling with you, I have to know what you were up to." The man paused. "You weren't watching porn, were you?" Roy asked, actually looking curious.

Ed's face flamed up. "No!"

"Oh, you so were." Roy grinned like a cat. "It won't hurt you to share." And he pressed the on button.

Unluckily enough, Say Yes to the Dress was still on. Closing, yes, but Edward knew his boyfriend had just seen some white, obvious wedding gowns…

"Well," Roy laughed after a heartbeat. "It certainly isn't porn."

Edward smacked him on the arm. "That's not what I was watching," he tried desperately. "You must have hit the channel button too, by mistake."

"Nice try, Ed. Admit it, you were watching a wedding show."

Hearing it said like that, so flippantly, made it all the worse. Ed's blush only intensified, and though he didn't say anything, that was answer enough. "I knew it!' Roy crowed. "That's too cute."

He couldn't have heard that right. "What?"

The man above him laughed, kissing his forehead. "You're fucking adorable, you know that? Only you could watch wedding shows and still be a tough kid."

"Shut up!" Ed whined, slapping Roy's arm again. He still didn't move, not that Edward was exactly complaining.

"So what got you in to this?" his boyfriend asked curiously.

"We are so not having this discussion," Edward groaned, throwing his arm over his eyes.

"I think we are."

"Are not."

"If we do, I'll keep wrestling with you." To accentuate this offer, Roy pressed down against Ed.

"That's not fair," Edward breathed.

"Yeah, well, you should know by now I fight dirty. So really, why were you watching a wedding show?"

Ed sighed in defeat. "Fine. I just…I think it's sweet. The idea that two people could love each other so much that they want to have a big ceremony, and make it a legal thing, and really promise themselves to each other…for forever. I'm a loser, okay?"

"Ed, that doesn't make you a loser," Roy responded gently, nuzzling the side of his neck. "It's actually pretty sweet…but are you sure that's the only reason? After all, you weren't watching the weddings themselves—you were looking at the dresses."

Another blush. It had been a year and Roy still had the unique ability to make Edward's face go red with just a few words. "What is this, an interrogation?"

A soft response against his ear now. "I'm just wondering."

Ed paused, then gave in. Really, it wasn't like he had much dignity to lose at that point. "Okay, you got me. I might think that the dresses are quite possibly the most gorgeous things ever. Maybe."

Roy started laughing hard against him. Edward scowled. "Didn't you say we could keep wrestling, now?" he asked to distract the man, voice immediately becoming a big husky.

And it worked.

Even as Roy kissed the boy beneath him, he was thinking. He'd somehow never caught Ed watching his little show before, and what the blonde had had to say about it was…interesting. Roy had never realized how strongly Edward felt about marriage.

That slightly dreamy look in his boyfriend's eyes hadn't been lost on him. And what Ed had said about loving someone that much. Roy had to wonder if the blonde thought he wasn't quite as in love with him as married couples were with each other. And that wasn't acceptable.

To Roy, living together like they did was pretty much the same thing as being married, just without all the fanfare. But if it meant that much to Edward…well, Roy wasn't going to deny him. He loved the boy more than enough to marry him, if that was what would make him happy.

Roy started planning.

Because I love Say Yes to the Dress and see no reason why Ed wouldn't like it too. I'm not sorry.

Hope you enjoyed it, and let me know what you think about this being the sequel! If you're not a fan, I want to know, because I might write an alternate sequel if too many people don't like this one.