I wake up to clear blue and the sun in the sky, but the atmosphere inside the house was the same as last night was. Cold. I get up from my bed to greet Den at the foot of my bed along with the smell of pancakes and syrup. Granny was away for automail business, so does that mean ... Edward's cooking? Yeah and Den doesn't have an automail leg. I laugh to myself and continue to walk out of my room and down the stairs. As I walk into the kitchen, I must've been dreaming this whole time. Edward's in an apron trying to make breakfast... Ha, hahahahaha. I chuckle to myself. He overhears me and looks over.
"Winry! What are you doing up!" he says in a startled tone. Hahaha this is too funny.
"Hahahahahaha! Its 10:00 I'm gonna be awake!" I continue laughing and he pouts.
"What are you laughing at?"
"You!"
"What's so funny?"
"Ahaha, nothing... Watch the pancakes!" I yell. He turns around in a panic, but it's too late. The pancakes already turned into black, and dry, lumps of coal.
"Ah, damnit!" he curses at the food and puts it on the plate. "Still wanna eat it?"
"God, no! It would probably be like eating a piece of coal! I'll make some more" I say as I throw out all of the burned pancakes.
"Sorry Winry" he sighs
"Its fine, you just have to be more careful" I say as I start pouring the flour, water, sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, and a pinch of salt in a bowl and start mixing. Moments later a pair of arms snake their way around my waist and pull me closer to the person behind me.
"You smell like cinnamon" great, I'm blushing
"T-thanks, I guess" now I'm all flustered and can't say a word without s-stuttering. To mask my blush, I continue to mix the batter awkwardly. He's so warm... We stand there while I'm still stirring and stirring. I'm probably over mixing it but I need something else to do or else... I might melt.
"Winry..." he whisperers into my ear, sending chills down my spine, and my ears turn red. "Your blushing". His voice gained a quality that I didn't know that it could gain. His voice sounded low and growl-like. It was... lustful. Woah, that's new. I let go of the spoon and place my hands on his and intertwine our fingers together. Oh, i'm so awkward. Thats when he starts pulling me away from the counter and into the living room, placing me gently on the couch. Our lips smash in an almost desperate longing for each other. His hands glide up and down my sides and hold me closer. His tongue licks the bottom of my lip, begging me to enter, and why would say no? So I let him in. He explores all of my mouth and I do the same to him. He begins to unbutton my shirt when I hear the front door creek open...
"Winry? Brother?Are you ho-ooooooooh..." It was Alphonse... I feel my cheeks turn about 10 shades of red and push Edward off of me and he sits up
"What was that fo-" he looks at Alphonse. He turns pink and scrambles upstairs, leaving me to explain what we were just doing, great, thanks Ed.
"Uhhhh..."
"Uhhhhhh... I can explain"
"You don't have to" Wait what?
"What do you mean?"
"Brother has always loved you Winry, it just took him a long time to say anything" Woah, ok. "It was only a matter of time before... This happened" So he knew the whole time? Well I'm late on this. "It probably came up because of what happened. He told you, right?"
"Yea..."
"He needed someone to lean on, and it was you. It's always been you"
