30_smirks

Fandom: Full Metal Alchemist
Title: Wrong/Used
Author/Artist: vanessa_chan
Theme(s): #25-to touch the devil is to die, #26-under your skin, (all separate fics)
Pairing/Characters:RoyEd
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer/claimer: Hiromu owns FMA. It would be BAD if I owned it.


Wrong

Both of them have already committed enough sins—adding one more wouldn’t hurt them too much.

Roy snorted as the memory resurfaced. ‘One more sin wouldn’t hurt them’.

Bullshit. He should’ve never give into those begging golden eyes.

“We find the defendant guilty of statutory rape.”

Murmurs filled the room, whispers floating in and about. Two smirking policeman, looking so happy to get rid of a pedophilia, came and grabbed Roy by the arms, leading him to where he would spend the next 10 years of his life.

To touch the devil is to die.



Used

He had no idea how it became a ritual, it just did.

They would meet up at the bar, the one he and Hughes used to frequent so much, every Friday evening. They would sit at the bar in a quieter portion of the room, each ordering their separate drinks. His partner would order a non-alcoholic drink, claiming that he would get migraines from the alcohol.

After that, around 10 o’clock, they would end up at his place. And at his place, they would proceed to do many things, most of them including a bed. In the morning, his bed would be empty, his partner leaving long before he would wake up.

It was supposed to be a one-time deal, the first time they had done it. They were lonely, frustrated, and needed some release. It somehow had happened again. And again. And again.

Their relationship was strictly kept to coworkers and fuck buddies. He continued to go on dates with woman, the younger would always find something to occupy their time. Work was a barrage of insults, sarcasm, and smirks.

They had tried to get away from each other. They didn’t see each other. Even at work, they avoided contact as much as possible. It was too much to take. In a clash of kisses and insults, they fell back into their usual routine.

They had slipped under the skin, behind each other’s defenses. They were so intertwined, yet so distant at the same time. They depended on each other, but hated to admit it. They refused to let anything else be known about each other outside the sex.

For that was all the relationship was. It was a tool to be used by the two of them. They were using each other.

"But still, you cannot leave
You don’t know what you need
I know that you use me to use you
I know that you use me" ~ "Use Me To Use You" by Trapt

Comments: The first drabble is a sequel to One More Sin. Second one was written listening to Use Me To Use You, Victim, and The Game all by Trapt (look at the lyrics, they describe Ed and Roy so well). Number 2 is also mostly from Roy's POV.