the smallest words (FMA, 3/3)

Okay, so I know I said that there were only two parts to this, but I unintentionally lied. I didn’t plan on writing a third, but then it was just begging for it and it didn’t feel concluded to me. I have to end on a happy note with this AU and it was really important to me that Aidan speak with both Riza and Roy. So yeah, here is the unexpected third installment to part one and part two.

we’ll give the world to you
the smallest words

The morning is as unforgiving as Aidan is. He wakes up the second the sun begins to light up the living room, despite having fallen asleep a mere five hours before, wide awake all things considered. Of course, no one else in the house is awake, even though he was the last to drift off, and so Aidan spends a few minutes contemplating on whether or not to try falling back asleep. It’s sorry attempt. He knows his own sleeping patterns and so falling asleep is out of the question, especially as his mind begins to run again.

Extricating himself from Ally is difficult, considering that she’s somehow not only to get his hand in a death grip but wrap herself around him. She gets cold when she sleeps and tries to find the easiest way to get warm. Apparently the son of the Flame Alchemist is a natural heater. Aidan manages to separate himself from her without waking her up and she tightly grips onto his pillow as he tiptoes off the mattress. After making sure she’s properly covered with the blanket, he leaves the living room in search of his clothes from the previous night. They’re in the dryer, just as he suspected Rebecca would put them, and he hastily switches Bran’s clothes for his own, putting the clothes he wore last night in a laundry bin.

Many people have remarked on what an excellent houseguest Aidan is. He’s so terribly polite, perhaps in fear that a person will reject him if he steps out of line. Aidan knows why that feeling comes over him now. He was rejected so often before in his childhood. He just wanted to make his mom happy.

By the time Uncle Havoc stumbles to the front door in full uniform, grumbling under his breath about the ridiculous hours the Fuhrer has to put in, Aidan is already sitting patiently by the door on top of a chest filled with winter coats. Havoc stops when he sees the young boy waiting for him, his hands dropping from fixing up his military jacket.

“Can I ride with you?” Aidan asks flatly, eyes focused on the front door rug.

Havoc smiles gamely. “Sure thing, bud. I’ll get your bike back to you tonight.”

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This isn't haikyu! BUT

My all time fav anime Katekyo Hitman Reborn is being animated again for a short video and its BEEN SIX YEARS! I watched it in middle school 😩

I think we all have that fav anime deep in our hearts that we watched like in middle school or a young age and it was a great experience, KHR is that anime for me.

It’ll always have a special place in my heart


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