[ The validity of his love was something Oswald had never needed to question. It was true that he was inexperienced and often let his emotions overcome logic, but love was a feeling he did know. He wasn't intimately familiar with it in all of its forms, but in the end didn't all love make you feel similar things? Things like a desire to be around that person, to make them smile, to let them feel appreciated and understood?
But that wasn't all there was to it. You also needed to be willing to make choices that hurt one's self just so you might make their lives happier. That facet of love had been the hardest to learn. He'd almost taken too long. Maybe he already had. There was no way to be sure yet. Ed looked so... anxious. Out of control. Not in his element when he was always in his element. But still, watching with a gentle gaze, he dared to hope.
Then it happened, and the surprise he thought he'd prepared himself for was plain to see all over his face. The action made his heart beat in the most exhilarating way possible, and as the shock dissipated he found himself completely consumed by it. Eyes closed, his body angled close enough that he could feel the warmth emanating from the one he adored so dearly, he longed to caress his face and run his fingers through his hair, letting their bond be the only thing that existed for all of eternity, but --
But he pulled back. It was over. Wasn't it? Oswald could still feel the thrill of it spreading through him and the softness in the way they had connected. It was still so fresh that he couldn't even be sad that it had ended. He'd tipped his head down in a juvenile sort of shyness to hide the redness of his face and the way his hand had reached up to gingerly touch his lips, but when he looked up shortly after he could see that Ed hadn't felt anywhere the same about it as he did. Oswald froze up for a moment, his heart starting to sink as quickly as it had begun to soar. ]
...Ed? [ Oswald's eyebrows were furrowed. He looked conflicted. Felt conflicted. Was this it? The part where he had to sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of Ed's? Was he ready for that? He had to be. No other choices existed. But he wouldn't move his other hand until he knew with absolute certainty. Ed had once told him that he didn't have to wonder what was on his mind, he just needed to ask. So he would. No matter what the answer ended up being. ] What are you thinking?
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But that wasn't all there was to it. You also needed to be willing to make choices that hurt one's self just so you might make their lives happier. That facet of love had been the hardest to learn. He'd almost taken too long. Maybe he already had. There was no way to be sure yet. Ed looked so... anxious. Out of control. Not in his element when he was always in his element. But still, watching with a gentle gaze, he dared to hope.
Then it happened, and the surprise he thought he'd prepared himself for was plain to see all over his face. The action made his heart beat in the most exhilarating way possible, and as the shock dissipated he found himself completely consumed by it. Eyes closed, his body angled close enough that he could feel the warmth emanating from the one he adored so dearly, he longed to caress his face and run his fingers through his hair, letting their bond be the only thing that existed for all of eternity, but --
But he pulled back. It was over. Wasn't it? Oswald could still feel the thrill of it spreading through him and the softness in the way they had connected. It was still so fresh that he couldn't even be sad that it had ended. He'd tipped his head down in a juvenile sort of shyness to hide the redness of his face and the way his hand had reached up to gingerly touch his lips, but when he looked up shortly after he could see that Ed hadn't felt anywhere the same about it as he did. Oswald froze up for a moment, his heart starting to sink as quickly as it had begun to soar. ]
...Ed? [ Oswald's eyebrows were furrowed. He looked conflicted. Felt conflicted. Was this it? The part where he had to sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of Ed's? Was he ready for that? He had to be. No other choices existed. But he wouldn't move his other hand until he knew with absolute certainty. Ed had once told him that he didn't have to wonder what was on his mind, he just needed to ask. So he would. No matter what the answer ended up being. ] What are you thinking?