The Morning After

A/N: The first time I couldn't resist… I had to write a fic even though I'm supposed to be working on my Nanowrimo novel. x_O But since I'm doing so good with it and this is just a short one, it doesn't matter, right…?
I got inspiration to write this (at 2am…) when I read a poem I had written a few months ago. : D I think I like this… what about you guys, what do you think?

In the morning Roy couldn't help but feel awkward. Very awkward. He glanced at Ed who was yawning, looking perfectly relaxed. The sight made Roy annoyed, seeing the fact that Ed seemed to be just fine, even though just last night… Roy shook his head, telling himself to stop. If Ed could be calm and composed, then Roy could be too. He shouldbe. It was far too humiliating to think that Ed would notice his uneasiness… as if he was some teenage brat…

Roy sat down at the table and watched as Ed poured himself some hot water in the mug. For a moment Roy wondered what he was doing until Ed grabbed a teabag. Oh, that was right, Ed was trying to give up coffee… and he was drinking tea as a replacement. Ed took the jar of honey next and Roy watched as he poured the honey into the mug. It dripped slowly down from the spoon, down to the boiling hotness of the hot water… just like… last night. Roy had poured into Ed, into his hotness… The honey was dripping slowly but surely… just like Roy last night. Dripping into his every single movement, his burning gazes, his every touch… Becoming one with that hotness.

Roy couldn't tear his gaze away and then… Ed grabbed the spoon and licked it. Roy swallowed and felt the familiar burning begin in his stomach, spreading all around in his body. Memories of last night were clear as a day; Roy could almost feel Ed's hands still lingering on Roy's body… "You want some?"
Roy blinked his eyes and stared at Ed who was looking at him, raising his eyebrow, looking so incredibly attractive with his shirt exposing his shoulder, his collar bones… Wait, what had he said? You want some? Was Ed suggesting that they would replay last night? Roy felt his throat go dry. Oh god, please!

But what if Roy had heard wrong? Ed couldn't really be thinking the same things as Roy, could him? There was no way… "Uh… what?"
Roy felt like an idiot when he saw the look on Ed's face. What the hell was wrong with him? He had had sex before, with a lot of people. But none of them had left Roy feeling like that…

"I asked if you wanted some tea too. You sure looked like you yearned for it."
Oh. Ed had asked if Roy wanted some tea. Roy felt the disappointment rush through his veins. Why Ed would want it? He had thought of it as an 'experiment'… so why would he have the need to do it again? Yeah, exactly…

"Uh… no thanks."
Ed glanced at him. "Alright. By the way, you wanna take a shower?"
A shower… yeah, that would be exactly what Roy needed. A cold shower that would wash away last night from his skin… even if he didn't really want to wash it away. But since Ed obviously did…
"I think that's just what I need." Ed grinned at him.
"I know what you mean. If you don't want anything, coffee or… something, would you mind waiting 'til I finish drinking this? It's more practical if we shower together."
"Sure," Roy said and only then he realized what Ed had said. Shower together…? Ed wanted to…? Was it only so that they could be 'practical' or, perhaps…? Roy glanced at Ed and once again the excitement ran through him when he saw and felt Ed's eyes wandering on his body. And that suggestive grin which Ed hid behind the mug told Roy just enough.

Ah, perhaps… the mornings after weren't so bad in the end.