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RoyEd Week Day 1 - Handcuffed Together

“Roy thought he should snap out of it, help Ed, but he was distracted. Distracted by the thin, golden thread curling around his left wrist. He followed it with his eyes, followed as it softly flowed from him to Ed, curling around his right wrist.

A thread so thin, intangible. It was light itself, glowing in the moonlight as it connected him and Ed.

Connected their souls.”

So I tell Jane to bring her boy over to a bbq I'm having and she can tell him she's trans at my place surrounded by queer and trans people who love her and will support her if he ends up being awful.

She waits till the end of the bbq to tell him the news, by which point the rest of us have learned that Jason is a kind, friendly, empathetic, hard working, dummy. So we sit down, all of us a little worried about this gym bro's reaction when she tells him she's trans, and that she understands if he doesn't want to keep dating her it's no big deal.

He's baffled, so we explain what trans is, and after the disclosure that she hasn't had bottom surgery yet...

"Oh you have a dick?"

"... yeah."

He look's around at the room full of people with baited breath, his clearly a little afraid girl friend says

"Oooohhhh! I get it! You think- don't worry Babe! Watch this!"

And ya'll this man jumps up, runs into the kitchen and returns with one of the bratwurst we had for grilling and proceeds to tilt his head back, put it down his throat, hold it in his mouth for a moment, and spit it up without even a whisper of a gag and then looks around at the group absolutely beaming with pride.

"Honey, I must tell you, i am in fact trans and I have not had bottom surgery."

Roy has a bit of a crush on the alchemist down the street. He's too old for Roy by at least 10 years. He's the rudest person Roy's ever met. He's a man, and Roy knows what to expect from men, knows what his sisters have gone through and what they would warn him of.

He knows, but he goes into Master Elric's shop whenever he can. He looks through the supplies in glass jars, the heavy books on the shelves, the gargoyle statues in every nook. He buys the cheepest nicknack he finds and leaves.

Years later, Ed is walking and reading. His foot slips while his mind is occupied. Before he can catch himself, a man in a military uniform is there with a hand at the small of his back. Ed doesn't recognize him (faces aren't his strong suit). He doesn't realize the man smiling that sharp smile at him is the nosey brat from red alley.