Title: Take Your Time
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Theme no.: 38. This is not a pen for sheep./There are no separating distances here./This is love’s sanctuary.
Pairing: Ed/Winry
Rating: K
Summary: In the very beginning of their relationship, when things become Official, the workroom quickly became their favorite room in the house.
Notes: The other half of my double update for
52_flavours. After this post I just have two chapters to put up next week and then these are done! So don’t expect anything substantial from me, okay?
38. This is not a pen for sheep.
There are no separating distances here.
This is love’s sanctuary.
When, after months - years, really - of dancing around each other, things between them became Official, they both agreed to keep it a secret.
It wasn’t a total secret, of course - Al was informed, though all he did was blink and tell them that he’d thought they’d been together for some time now - and her grandmother figured things out pretty quickly, but outside of those two no one else knew of the change between Ed and Winry.
There were reasons for this: Ed still spent time in Central, and even if he’d never admit it, wanted to be more confident before exposing himself to teasing from Mustang. Winry’s customers still hated Ed. Their bond had been exploited before by the homunculi, and neither one was particularly willing to advertise that it was now even stronger.
Things like dates and other public affairs were ruled out, as well as any overt displays of affection - though, if Winry occasionally returned home from the market with Ed, a flower perched in her long blond hair, that certainly never turned any heads - and even though both Al and Pinako was aware of their relationship and gave the couple space, both Ed and Winry were hesitant to act upon anything when either his brother or her grandmother could wander in the room.
Quickly, the workroom became their favorite place in the house. Winry spent most of her time in there anyway, and Pinako only wandered in when there was a customer involved. Al steered clear of it, having little to no interest in automail, and, well… Ed needed maintenance.
Ed’s automail had never been in better working order.
In the workroom, there was no awkwardness if Ed wanted to come up behind her and wrap his arms around her waist, and Ed didn’t flinch if Winry wanted to run her fingers through his hair and braid it. They’d even found that they enjoyed naps after lunch, curled up on the little recovery couch, though the thought of trying such a thing in an actual bed was enough to make Ed stammer and force Winry to blush to the tips of her ears.
It was new and it was exciting and even if it did nothing to curb their bickering it was still a period of time when Winry was blissfully happy. Their comfort with one another grew, but even despite this the idea of behaving in such a manner in front other people still made them both nervous.
Soon, though. Soon they were going to open the door.