Fullmetal Alchemist Boyfriend Scenarios!

They Meet Someone You Hate

Winry Rockbell

Winry always enjoys stopping by your house. Your father has been nothing but friendly to her, even when (Y/n) told him you two were starting to date. He went out to get supplies, and you were showing Winry around your house.

"And here's my dad's work station!" (Y/n) exclaimed, opening the door to all of her father's unfinished projects.

"Woah! It's amazing! And his style in craftsmanship is just... so unique if someone were to look onto the street and ask to see they could definitely tell who it's by... and even his style of joints...." Winry went on and on. (Y/n) chuckled and soon she heard a knock on the door.

(Y/n) skipped over to the door, assuming it's a customer for her dad's shop.

"Hello! Welcome to (L/n) automail s-" She felt herself slam the door and lock it shut, her breath hitching as she held her chest.

"(Y/n), is everythin-" Winry rushed over to her, gently holding her. "What happened?"

"She's...." (Y/n) started trembling, her eyes flashing in horror. "She's here...."

Winry glanced out the window, seeing a woman at the door. She racked her brain, should she confront her mother? Should she lock herself in? Does she have a key?

The first thing she thought about was (Y/n).

"Let's go upstairs, I'll help you calm down, ok?" Winry held her close, helping (Y/n) upstairs to her room. Winry quickly went downstairs to barricade the front door and close all the windows. She grabbed a gun and put it in her back pocket, turning on the safety.

"She can't hurt you, just listen to my voice, ok?" Winry held her close to her, letting (Y/n)'s headrest on her chest. She hummed a soft tune as she slowly rubbed circles into her back, trying everything to calm her down.

Winry hears glass shattering downstairs.

Winry felt frantic. She holds (Y/n) tighter with one hand and puts her other hand in her back pocket, making sure the safety is off but the gun is loaded.

There is complete silence before she hears the doorknob quickly move. Frantically, she pushes (Y/n) behind her, turning off the safety and points it at the door, her hands shaking. Her breath quickens, as her palms begin to sweat with the anticipation and fear.

"(Y/n)?..." A voice quaked, the doorknob moves more. "I-It's me, your mother...." She slams against the door. Winry steps forward, (Y/n) in a petrified state behind her.

"Let me in sweetie!" She insisted, now resorting to kicking the door. "LET ME IN!!!" She started hacking at the door, with a knife in hand. The knife went through the door, Winry peeked back at (Y/n), seeing her on the brink of tears.

"Leave her alone you BITCH!!" Winry held the gun, facing the door with (Y/n) behind her.

The door swung open, the woman with (h/c) hair with a knife in hand. Winry examined at her, feeling helpless. (Y/n)'s mom swung her knife at her, Winry barely dodged her, almost getting a knife to the stomach.

Winry shot at her thigh, but getting her arm sliced before she could shot. Winry shot her foot, as her mother held it and dropped her knife. Winry grabbed the knife, the blood still on it, and put it behind her, making sure she doesn't get it.

She heard someone walking inside from outside. "(Y/n)? Winry?" (Y/n)'s father bolted into the house in a in a panicked state, searching downstairs.

"Upstairs!! Help!" Winry belted as she heard footsteps sprint up the stairs. When he got to the door, his eyes widened, as his face flushed with anger when he saw her mother. He quickly knocked her out, as he ran over to (Y/n).