[ The complete opposite. Rich men want it, wise men know it, the poor all need it. Ed looks down at Oswald's hand then back at his face. So the secret would be that he had found someone, after all. He hadn't expected it and has no idea who it could be and feels entirely foolish for not noticing earlier. Such an obvious answer. Highly unlikely but obvious. There were signs. Stupid stupid stupid...
Oswald noted he wanted to share things with someone. The romantic. Oswald's getting emotional about it. His insides twist. Ed keeps staring ahead at him. He keeps his lip tightly shut. Jaw clenching. Displeased. Disappointed. He's not sure what he's feeling about it. He doesn't know what to say while Oswald goes on and he thinks it most likely won't be something Oswald's pleased with when he does finally say something. He's not exactly happy for him.
It doesn't make sense. It shouldn't have happened. Everyone here isn't someone to pursue a romance with. The only people around that are viable options for Oswald are people would might take advantage. This is going to get in the way of their friendship. A trick. A plot. A puzzle he should have noticed far sooner than now. He couldn't tell him because the other end of it is forcing him not to somehow. Oswald wouldn't think he feels this way otherwise, right?
'Because you cared.' And Ed thinks he's about to hear some foolish proposal that Oswald's about to get married in a brainwashed fit to some person he met a week ago. You cared and that's why you get to be best man. No. He has to turn that down. It puts a sour taste in his mouth and he thinks his head is throbbing. This is going to crush him and he starts working the correct way to speak against it.
Oswald's voice is cracking. He keeps putting the focus on Ed and he doesn't know why. He needs to tell him who it is so he can figure out what warped possession they've inflicted on his heart and to what end. It's enraging. Horrible. Ed's got fists for hands on his lap. He should have been paying more attention. He's trying to figure it out and there's blood pumping loud in his ears.
He should be paying more attention. He almost doesn't hear it. His breath hitches and he focuses back on Oswald completely. Like he just got slapped in the face. A bucket of ice water dumped over his head. Oswald with tears in his eyes looking at him far too hopefully to make any sort of sense. ]
What? [ It comes out a breathless whisper. Everything went silent. You could hear a penny drop. ] ...You... love me? [ That's ridiculous.
But he's saying it right to his face and there's an undeniable explanation for certain courses of action Oswald's taken. Words. Looks. Touches. It doesn't make sense but it does. ]
I- [ He questions the validity of the statement. It occurs to him that he's never heard those words out of anyone's mouth. Not even blood relations. Ed goes quiet. So very quiet. Just staring at him in some sort of shock. At a loss. Completely lost.
What the hell does that mean? Oswald wins. He stumped him. He had the wrong answer to this one. Is that a good thing? ]
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Oswald noted he wanted to share things with someone. The romantic. Oswald's getting emotional about it. His insides twist. Ed keeps staring ahead at him. He keeps his lip tightly shut. Jaw clenching. Displeased. Disappointed. He's not sure what he's feeling about it. He doesn't know what to say while Oswald goes on and he thinks it most likely won't be something Oswald's pleased with when he does finally say something. He's not exactly happy for him.
It doesn't make sense. It shouldn't have happened. Everyone here isn't someone to pursue a romance with. The only people around that are viable options for Oswald are people would might take advantage. This is going to get in the way of their friendship. A trick. A plot. A puzzle he should have noticed far sooner than now. He couldn't tell him because the other end of it is forcing him not to somehow. Oswald wouldn't think he feels this way otherwise, right?
'Because you cared.' And Ed thinks he's about to hear some foolish proposal that Oswald's about to get married in a brainwashed fit to some person he met a week ago. You cared and that's why you get to be best man. No. He has to turn that down. It puts a sour taste in his mouth and he thinks his head is throbbing. This is going to crush him and he starts working the correct way to speak against it.
Oswald's voice is cracking. He keeps putting the focus on Ed and he doesn't know why. He needs to tell him who it is so he can figure out what warped possession they've inflicted on his heart and to what end. It's enraging. Horrible. Ed's got fists for hands on his lap. He should have been paying more attention. He's trying to figure it out and there's blood pumping loud in his ears.
He should be paying more attention. He almost doesn't hear it. His breath hitches and he focuses back on Oswald completely. Like he just got slapped in the face. A bucket of ice water dumped over his head. Oswald with tears in his eyes looking at him far too hopefully to make any sort of sense. ]
What? [ It comes out a breathless whisper. Everything went silent. You could hear a penny drop. ] ...You... love me? [ That's ridiculous.
But he's saying it right to his face and there's an undeniable explanation for certain courses of action Oswald's taken. Words. Looks. Touches. It doesn't make sense but it does. ]
I- [ He questions the validity of the statement. It occurs to him that he's never heard those words out of anyone's mouth. Not even blood relations. Ed goes quiet. So very quiet. Just staring at him in some sort of shock. At a loss. Completely lost.
What the hell does that mean? Oswald wins. He stumped him. He had the wrong answer to this one.
Is that a good thing? ]