All That Glitters

He'd forgotten a lot it seemed, but Remi wasn't an idiot. When Sam had showed up, the alchemist could practically hear the thick volume of words that he wanted to say instead of "Can I borrow some ink". Remi had obliged of course, not knowing what he might say instead of, "Yes of course", but the encounter likely left them both feeling the same sort of hollowness. And so when Sam had asked for Remi's assistance on an outing, the alchemist merely thought that it was just another excuse for the pair to talk. However uncomfortable it made Remi, it pained him too, to see Sam acting this way. Remi couldn't imagine what it would be like to love someone, and have the situation turn out like this. Were he a better man, perhaps he would have acted differently. But he wasn't, and no matter how hard he tried, he still felt the tentative weight of Sam's gaze almost too heavy to bear. Sam loved him, and perhaps Remi had loved him back. It certainly seemed as if he had. And now...now he just didn't. Opening his door, wearing an equally pasted-on smile to hide his uncertainty, Remi smiled. The expectation was crushing, and yet the alchemist was helpless to do anything but let himself be pulverized by it. "Ready?" Яemi But now it's happily ever never. I guess now I know better