Alphonse knows practically instinctively that how Ed loves him isn't how he wants to be loved, but there's nothing he can do about it. He doesn't want to risk admitting how he feels when it might ruin things again and he doesn't want his feelings to show. Of course, relaying this to his heart is a bit difficult when he's drunk, so he leans against his brother, wrapping his arms around his neck. It's an intimate hold, but part of Al doesn't even care anymore. Not when he's missed his brother, his warmth, and the feel of his body against his own.

Eventually, though, the message from his brain reaches his heart and he sighs. Ducking his head, he presses it against his brother's shoulder and shakes it slightly. Squeezing Ed, he swallows. This might not be quite what he wants, but at least he has Ed with him. He can't bare the thought of losing him again.

"That's all I needed to know," he whispers.