#she is going to relentlessly poke him in the side later and go 'smitten. smitten. smitten' over and over

[blorbologist]

Keyleth’s reaction to Percy giving Vex his coat is really such a fucking mood tho

like if i can draw your attention away from his blush for ONE SECOND -

shes like i get you bestie

[writingstuffandwastingtime]

Hi there! 😀 Can I request Buckyheadcanons, where he is in love with the Reader (who is Steve's older twin sister) and vice versa? During WW2 she was chosen as a female candidate for super-soldier program (dubbed Liberty Prime), but unlike Steve, ended up in Hydra's hands alongside Bucky. They molded her into a lethal weapon with additional powers, dubbed The Summer Soldier. Besides being a super-soldier, Reader is a tech genius (like Shuri and Tony) and a top-notch pilot.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to finish.

Bucky x reader 

It was practically destined that you and Bucky would fall in love with each other. 

At first he was just Steve’s friend, an untouchably beautiful boy that you wanted to be friends with but wouldn’t begrudge Steve his best friend. 

But Bucky was already smitten with you and Steve was fine with you joining them.

So their duo became a trio.

When you weren’t with them Steve teased Bucky relentlessly about you.

“You practically worship the ground she walks on.”

“I do not.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Mr. ‘Are you cold? Take my jacket. Are you hungry? Let me make you something to eat. Want me to kiss your ass? Okay, I’ll do that too.”

But when Bucky isn’t there Steve teases her too.

“How many times are you going to ‘forget’ your jacket so Bucky’ll lend you his?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh please, at this rate he’s gonna die of pneumonia before anything happens between the two of you.”

“Shut it.”

Steve was the one who basically begged Bucky to make the first move. Listening to the both of you go on and on about the other was getting really old, really quick.

It took Bucky weeks to be able to muster up the courage to ask you out on a date.

But when he did, he waited for you on the doorstep. He was holding a bundle of your favorite flowers and looked like he might faint at any given moment. 

Before you could even ask him what was wrong he quickly asked,”I was wondering if you’d want to go get dinner some time? Ya know, just you and me.”

He was so nervous he practically shoved the flowers in your face.

You took them and smiled widely at Bucky. You couldn’t quite believe that he was asking you out but you weren’t one to question small miracles. “Of course.”

You two had been together ever since that first date. 

In fact, you both were so lovestruck that it felt like even the war couldn’t touch the two of you. 

Then Bucky got his draft notice.

And the world came crumbling down on top of you. 

You were at his apartment when the letter came. You had picked up all the mail and were going to set it on the counter for when he got home when you saw the envelope. 

You didn’t even have to open it to know what it was.

You sat crying on the floor to his apartment for god only knows how long. 

Bucky found you curled up in a ball on the ground; the notice clenched in your hand.

He held you as tight as he could. “It’ll be okay, Y/N. I’ll be okay. I promise.”

No one could promise you that. Not even God himself could promise that. But you nodded. 

You spent everyday with him before he was deployed. You never left each others side. 

Then it was the dreaded day that he left. You held yourself together until he left and then you fell apart. 

Steve held you close, promising that everything would be better.

You laid in bed for over a week, imagining all the horrible things that could happen to Bucky. 

You snapped out of it when Steve said that he was leaving you too.

“What?” You had asked so calmly that it had scared even you.

“I’m going to basic training.”

“No, you’re not! You can’t leave me too! Not like Bucky! Not like mom! Not like dad! You can’t leave me! You can’t.” You broke down into hysterics. 

Steve was your rock. He was your twin. He was the one solid thing in this shaky world and now he was leaving you too.

And then he was gone too. 

The next time you saw him you couldn’t believe it. 

He was tall and healthy and strong.

He engulfed you in his arms after one of his shows. Told you all about the experiment. 

You immediately asked how to be a part of it.

He told you he’d ask the directors of the project.

Then the next week, a woman who introduced herself as Peggy told you everything you needed to know about the experiment, including that you had been accepted as a subject.

Three days later you were in a lab in barely any clothes and having an obscene about of needles poked into you. 

Then there was all the pain. 

You couldn’t tell if it burned or if it was freezing. 

You didn’t even realize you were screaming until they asked you if they needed to stop.

“No, if Steve can do it so can I.”

And that was that. When they opened the machine you practically fell out of it. Your muscles, your bones, everything ached. 

But when you collected yourself it hit you that you were taller. And you had muscles now. And you didn’t feel so sick anymore. It felt like you could run a mile and not even be out of breath.

They dubbed you Liberty Prime and you became Steve’s partner for the shows. Especially for the shows with soldiers. 

Steve wasn’t exactly a hit with those crowds but they sure loved you. 

You two were having a good time. You knew Steve wanted to fight more than anything else but you were happy to be together. 

You found out about Bucky being captured at the same time. You stomach dropped and it took everything in you to not cry or scream.

You stood there holding onto Steve’s hand. 

When he left to save Bucky and the other soldiers you came with him. Howard gave you a shield similar to Steve’s and then the two of you were dropping into enemy territory.

When you found Bucky he honestly looked a little bruised and beaten up but nothing too bad. You hugged him and he looked at you and Steve in confusion. 

“I thought you guys were shorter.”

When you got back to camp Bucky let out a cheer for you guys. 

“Let’s hear it for Captain America and Liberty Prime!”

That night you all and the group that would eventually become the howling commandos shared drinks. 

You laid against Bucky happy that he was okay and that the two of you were together. 

The Howling Commandos became the group of soldiers if something needed to be done. 

You guys had mission after mission together but no one complained. Everyone was happy to be in good company. 

The last one broke something deep inside of you.

Steve and Bucky had gone onto a train. You and the others waited for them to get back and from further instructions from Steve.

Before he left Bucky gave you a quick peck on the lips. “See you soon, darlin’.”

Steve came back alone.

He told all of you that Bucky’s had fallen off the train and onto the ground below the cliff.

Everyone was hurt. Bucky was like a brother to all of them but they all looked at you. They were waiting for you to implode. 

But you couldn’t fell anything. You just felt empty. There wasn’t any pain in you just emptiness. 

You didn’t say anything, just stared toward the cliffside. 

Steve was crying. Everyone was crying, everyone except you.

The next mission you went on you slipped up.

To you the world was nothing more than a blur. Losing Bucky had damaged something inside of you.

You were reckless and hurting so when you heard Bucky’s voice yelling for you,”Y/N! Help me, please God help me!”You ran into the room where you thought he was.

When you entered the room the door immediately shut behind you leaving you stuck with only the tape recorder’s imitation of Bucky. 

Then the gad started pouring from everywhere in the room and all you could think was that you were going to die and leave Steve all alone. But you couldn’t say you were upset at least the last thing you’d hear would be Bucky. At least you’d finally get to be with him.

You were surprised, and a bit disappointed, when you woke up. You weren’t in the same room. You were strapped to a chair and facing a mirror. 

But then lights flickered and you saw what was behind the mirror, Bucky.

He was alive but he was screaming. He was in so much pain. There was something on his head. You wanted to look away but you couldn’t. You couldn’t get out of the chair. You couldn’t help him. 

It was then that you noticed his arm. One of them was missing. 

When they finally stopped torturing Bucky they moved on to you.

The same equipment was used on you. It hurt so bad you could barely breathe. You could barely think. Pain consumed your every thought until it was finished. 

When they were done they threw the two of you into a room together.

You held onto each other like nothing else mattered.

The torture went on for weeks and then for months and then years.

You had both started to forget things.You knew you had a twin brother but- what was his name? And where were you from?

The only thing that held solid in your memories were each other.

“Your name is James Buchanan Barnes. Our first date you dressed like we were going to a wedding instead of just a rundown diner. I had to fix your tie. We were soldiers together. I love you.”

“Your name is Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N. I gave you your favorite flowers when I asked you to dinner. You wore this beautiful red dress. We shared a milkshake. We fought together in the war. I love you.”

You repeated this to each other everyday, desperately trying to hold onto something from your past lives.

Eventually you forgot those things too. You couldn’t even remember your names. But you could remember that you two belonged together.

They called him the winter soldier and you the summer soldier. 

Eventually the winter soldier got a new arm.

Then they started training the two of you for missions. 

You killed people without a second thought. They told you to do it, so it must be the right thing to do.

Every night you and Bucky and huddled together in a corner and tried to remember the things you’d forgotten.

You never remembered anything. 

That’s what everyday was for you. That’s what every mission was like. 

Or at least every mission until your last one.

A man had recognized you and there was an itching feeling in the back of your mind that you knew him. 

When he saw the two of you his face dropped. 

You froze but the winter soldier didn’t. He was yelling at you to get a move on but-you knew him.

The blonde man ran up to you and gave you a hug. “Y/N.” He whispered in your ear while crying. 

Memories came flying back to you.

He was Steve, your twin brother, and the winter soldier was Bucky, the love of your life. 

“Bucky.” You whispered, staring at the soldier.

“Who the hell is Bucky?” He left you standing with Steve while several other people stood quietly back. 

You learned soon that they were The Avengers. Everyone made you feel at home when they brought you back to the compound. 

You even had your own room but that night you slept in Steve’s room or at least you tried to sleep but without Bucky next to you the task was hard.

The next morning you told Steve that they needed to find Bucky. 

“Y/N, we’ve been trying to find you guys for years. We just couldn’t. We don’t even know where to begin.”

“Russia. We were in Russia.”

He pulled you into Stark’s lab where Shuri, Bruce, and Tony were all sitting together watching TikTok videos.

“Tony, she knows where the compound is. The one they were both at.”

Tony looked at you wide eyed. 

“I don’t know exactly where it is, just that it’s in Russia.” Then a thought came to you. “And we were surrounded by mountains. And when you looked at where the compound was it looked like a little village because the whole base was underground. There were just a bunch of small houses there.”

For a few minutes you spouted all the relevant and irrelevant information to the three of them and slowly they narrowed down where it could be until they only had one place left. 

They called a team meeting immediately afterwards and everyone suited up.

Steve wanted you to stay behind, to stay safe, but you insisted on coming. You were the only one Bucky would trust.

When you stepped onto the jet you were a bit overwhelmed.

It was a lot more complex than you were used to.

When it started flying without anyone piloting it you freaked out a little bit.

Bruce reassured you saying that it was autonomously piloted. (That didn’t really make you feel any better.)

So you sat in the pilot seat just to comfort yourself that if anything went wrong you could take over. You trusted yourself more than robots. 

When you got to the compound Hydra agents swarmed the team. You broke off to find Bucky. 

He was in the room that you two shared. When you walked in he tugged you into his arms.

“Please don’t go. We need each other.” His voice cracked. He sounded so desperate, so lost, so scared.

“Just come with me Winter. Come with me and they won’t be able to hurt us anymore. We could remember who we were. Please.”

He looked at you warily, scared about what would happen if he broke the rules that had been forced down both of your throats for decades. 

He finally agreed and along with the rest of the team you retreated back to the jet. 

It took years and years for you both to remember everything.

There were times when you were both terrified that you’d wake up and forget everything that you had worked so hard to remember but you never did.

Eventually, Bucky even worked up the courage to propose. He had given you your favorite flowers, dressed up like a man going to a wedding, and proposed over your shared milkshake. 

[winryofresembool]

Love Can Melt the Ice, ch 14

Aka EdWin ice skating AU continues.

Summary: Ed and Winry’s friends relentlessly teasing them x)

A/N: I don’t really know what I should say other than that this is just a silly little (or not so little, as it’s somehow the longest yet) chapter before the most important part. Getting back to sports again in the next chapter (I’m excited and frightened). Still a few more chapters left, stay tuned :3 Once again, please enjoy and Review!

Previous chapters:  1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5.5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Companion pieces (note: these are all post Olympics happenings so reading the main fic first is recommended): 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Next chapter: [x]

Words: 3100+ (what is life?)

Genre: cotton candy, humor in this chapter

Warnings: swearing, some suggestive themes (tried to keep it p clean tho. DON’T GET TOO EXCITED! It’s not what you think it is) 

The locker room was suddenly empty. Ed could have sworn his teammates had been there a moment ago, but now they were nowhere to be seen; not even Mustang, who was always the last to go, being the life of the room. Before he had time to start looking for them, though, Ed heard a door opening and saw a familiar blonde-haired young woman approaching him. She was wearing her usual outfit, jeans and a white hoodie with Amestris’ logo on it, and her hair was in its usual ponytail. Something still seemed different.

Winry was smiling in a way Ed didn’t remember seeing earlier. Warmth rushed all the way to his crotch when he wondered what it might mean, and he tried to quickly focus on something else, failing badly. How hadn’t he noticed earlier that she had the cutest lips, pink and soft looking, demanding to be kissed? And her eyes sparkled like two sapphires?

“Hi,” she greeted him a bit shyly, stopping in front of his locker.

“Hi. What are you doing here? I thought no outsiders were allowed inside?” Ed asked, still a bit distracted by his earlier thoughts.

“I don’t know about that.” She shrugged. “But I know no one was there to keep watch. As for why I’m here… I guess I just wanted to see you.” She blushed cutely and Ed had to resist the urge to kiss her then and there.

Suddenly the girl took the jersey Ed had left lying on the bench and put it on her.

“What do you think? Doesn’t it suit me?” she spun around in it and made a graceful curtsy when she stopped, reminding Ed of the move she had done when he first saw her at the Olympic venue.

“It… looks nice.” Ed resisted the urge to rub the back of his neck, feeling a bit awkward.

“Thank you.” Winry smiled brightly and bowed down to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. “You look so cute when you blush.”

She poked his nose lightly and moved her mouth close to his ear, so she could whisper:

“Would you like to know what I look like when I wear nothing but this?”

“Winry!” Ed yelped in shock. Since when had she been so straightforward? They weren’t even dating (or that was at least what he kept telling himself), why did she suddenly act like that? He would have been lying, though, had he claimed a part of him didn’t enjoy this side of her.

“I… I think I wouldn’t mind that,” he added quietly when she kept staring at him, looking slightly disappointed. Her expression brightened, and she told him to wait for a moment before disappearing from his view…

But he never got to know what for, because a voice woke him up.

”Morning, sunshine.”

Ed slowly opened his eyes when he heard a female voice talking next to him. His heart rate suddenly jumped from 70 to 150 when he registered that he was sharing a bed with a woman. And not just any woman… the same woman who had just been very cute in his dream. He tried to remember if they had done anything other than talking and sighed of relief when he realized he still had his T-shirt and boxers on. Good. They probably hadn’t done anything. He couldn’t let himself get that out of control, although he had to admit it was getting harder and harder to deny he was damn attracted to her. His dreams were getting more intense as well, and he hated himself for it.

“Morning, gearhead,” he answered, rubbing his eyes before getting a better look at the person next to him. She was sitting on the other side of the bed, already wearing her day clothes (the very same hoodie and jeans as in the dream), ready to go to that meeting of hers she had mentioned the day before.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked nonchalantly while brushing her shining blonde hair. “I thought I’d wake you up before I leave but it turned out to be harder than I thought.”

“Yeah, I did… Actually, I don’t remember…”

“Remember what?”

Ed hesitated before answering, blushing slightly. “When was the last time I slept so well… I usually wake several times a night.”

“Oh. Well, I slept pretty well myself.” She didn’t add she had been even more reluctant than usual to get up when it was way more comfortable to rest there in his warmth, listening to his heartbeat and soft snores. Sure, her shoulder had been sore from sleeping in such position, but who cared? It had felt right, and she would be lying if she claimed she wouldn’t want to repeat this in the future.

The thought ‘you never know what might happen to you tomorrow’ had crossed her mind too many times after her parents’ accident, but waking up next to Ed, she realized she wasn’t scared of it anymore. She was looking forward to finding out even more about this mysterious man and spending more time with him. She only hoped he wouldn’t freak out if she admitted it out loud.

Thus she simply answered: “Good.”

There was an awkward silence, neither knowing what to say next. They knew they should talk about last night, about how this would affect their relationship… but it was so hard to bring up.

“So, I’ll probably be gone for a few hours, but would you like to get some lunch later today?” Winry finally asked.

“Al said he wants to hang out with me today, but you can of course join us later on if you don’t mind. We’re also gonna go to the game this evening.”

“Of course I don’t, he seems great! By the way, he told me some awesome stories about you yesterday.” Winry winked, letting Ed know exactly what kind of stories those were.

“That asshole! He’s gonna get his ass kicked today, you can trust me on that.”

“How do you plan to do that with a broken leg?” She asked innocently.

“Oh, ha, ha, are you taunting an injured man?”

“What if I am?”

Winry climbed on the bed and pushed him down to the laying position, sitting on his lap dangerously close to the area Ed was trying to avoid her seeing (a result of the dream he still hadn’t gotten in control).

“You are playing dangerous games, woman,” Ed growled, pretending to be annoyed.

“You think so?”

“Mhhhm”

“Well, I admit I can play!” she exclaimed and “attacked” Ed with her fingers. However, he wouldn’t have been Edward Elric if he hadn’t fought back as well as he could his hands finding her sides. Both of them tried to tickle the other, squirmed and laughed until finally got tired of the game. Winry rested her head against the crook of Ed’s neck for a moment, taking in the earthy scent. For some reason it felt very comforting, she admitted in her mind. Ed stroke her hair absentmindedly, smiling softly at the girl despite still feeling slightly uncomfortable. Just as Winry was rising for her spot, they heard the lock of the door making a ‘click’ sound.

“Winry, are you here?”

Gracia Goode wasn’t prepared to see what she found on Winry’s bed. What she saw was Winry kneeling on top of Ed, their hairs messy, clothes disheveled, cheeks blushed and eyes guilty when they turned to look at her.

“This… isn’t what it looks like!” Winry said immediately and stood up as fast as she could.

“Oh? Then what is it?” Gracia asked teasingly.

“Ed accidentally left her card key with his teammate Havoc last night so he spent the night here… you know, since you don’t sleep here,” Winry babbled faster than necessary, the red spots on her cheeks brightening with every word she uttered.

“And that’s clearly the reason why it’s necessary you guys were in the same bed, doing something that clearly looked like…”

“Um… we… we were just having a tickling contest.” Winry mumbled.

“Besides, you came here without a warning,” Ed added, still upset about the interruption.

“Ed! You don’t have to be rude. Technically, this is her room too,” Winry scolded angrily.

“It’s OK,” Gracia shook her head, “Don’t worry Ed, I was just teasing you guys.” The playful smirk returned to her face soon, however. “You should have seen yourselves, though, you are just like I and Maes were a few years ago…”

The two youngsters groaned and hid their faces into their hands in embarrassment. Finally, Winry remembered to ask:

“Why did you come here in the first place? Did you forget something here?”

“Oh no, I just came to see you, thinking we’d go to the meeting together. Maybe get a chance to catch up, and stuff. You did remember about the meeting, right?” She eyed her messy look suspiciously.

“Of course I did!” Winry said defensively. “I know Garfiel would kill me if I missed it.”

“He wouldn’t do that to you, he’s completely smitten over you. I swear, when we are alone, he always praises you to the moon and back.”

“Oh? I didn’t know that. Uhm, guess I’ll brush my hair and… then we can go. Edward,” Winry turned to him seriously. “I don’t mind you staying here after I go but if I ever find out you’ve touched any of my stuff… you’ll regret it.” “Wouldn’t dream of doing anything like that!” he grinned innocently and earned a light punch on his shoulder. “What? I’m telling the truth!”

“OK, OK. I trust you.” Winry sighed and straightened her hoodie. “I’ll text you when I’m done with everything.”

“Great. Later!” he waved his hand lazily, settling back into Winry’s bed once he heard the door closing.

One part of him wished, the other part didn’t, that the earlier dream would return…

“Winry, your doctor just dropped in and said he wanted to make the final check-up before the big competition. How’s your foot feeling right now?” Garfiel asked when the women showed up at the arena where the rest of their figure skating team was already waiting.

“It’s much better now, I don’t really feel anything weird in it anymore,” Winry reassured him, making some moves with it to prove her point.

“That sounds very promising! If the doctor gives you a green light, you might even get to practice a bit before the short program.”

“Awesome! I can’t wait to get back to the ice,” Winry said with excitement. She felt a tiny twinge of guilt when she remembered that Ed wasn’t as lucky, but she had learned to read him well enough to know he wouldn’t want her to worry about him when she was about to compete in her biggest competition yet.

“Hey, how did things go with your little boyfriend last night?” Paninya asked when Garfiel left the room for a moment to get something.

“He’s still not my boyfriend, Pan, but I’d say the things are… progressing.” Winry’s face went adorably pink when she remembered the moments they shared in her room.

“What do you mean? Please tell me you guys have smooched already.”

“N-no, we haven’t! But I think there were a couple of moments when he was going to…”

“I think Maes needs to have a little talk with him. The boy slept in your bed and he still hasn’t kissed you?! Tsk tsk,” Gracia gave her input.

“Gracia! Like I said, it wasn’t what it looked like! He just… comforted me because I was upset about something and then we just sort of… fell asleep… in my bed… and we were just goofing around before you arrived… Gosh, that sounds so bad!”

“Winry, what have I missed?” Paninya asked immediately. “Why was he in your room?”

“Paninya, please, keep quiet! He was in my room because he had left his card key with one of his teammates and I wouldn’t just leave him there in the hallway.”

“But what if he had taken advantage of you or something?”

“He has a broken leg, do you think I wouldn’t be able to deal with him if it came down to it?” Winry pretended to be offended that her friend had so little faith in her. “Besides, he’s not like that… I trust him. He wouldn’t do anything like that. I was telling the truth earlier, he hasn’t even kissed me even though I’ve been giving him signs.”

“Is it just me or did you just sound upset when you said that final part?” Paninya continued her taunting. She hadn’t ever seen Winry this into someone and she wouldn’t waste the opportunity to tease her. Winry had done the same to her when she had had a huge crush on Rose but neither had dared to make the first move.

“Uh… don’t be ridiculous, Pan. I respect his choice and won’t rush him into anything.”

“You still want to get into his pants. Oh man, I hope he’s gonna make his first move soon because you look like you are going to explode from all the tension any minute now.”

“Can we please change the topic now?” Winry pleaded, raising her hand in the air in defeat.

“Give her a break, Pan,” Rose, the only person would get her quiet, finally said. “Hey, let’s talk about the Olympics instead. I overheard Mei Chang talking with a reporter the other day, she seemed really confident about winning a medal in the individual competition.”

“Huh, that little brat? Winry, you have to promise you’ll beat her, I can’t take another fourth place like in the team event… She beat our Gracia by only 0,1 points!”

“Paninya, you are over dramatic. I’ve talked to her a few times and she’s fine. Her team was simply better this time. As for the next competition… I’ll do my best. But so will you! I don’t understand why you all are raising me on the pedestal when you guys are just as good and have been able to train unlike me!”

“Pffft, you know you are better than us, there’s no need to pretend.”

“Nope.” Winry refused to accept Paninya’s compliments. “Repeat after me: I will do my best no matter what, and I will not compare myself to others.”

“Fine. I will do my best no matter what, and I will not compare myself to others. But you owe me now, you’ll have to tell me all the juicy details about Edward afterwards.”

“Pan!!!”

“Hey, Mustang, have you seen Havoc?” Ed asked when he and Al showed up in team Amestris’ locker room later that day.

“Think he’s loitering in the coffee room, he was just complaining about a huge headache or something.”

“Leave it for him to get shitdrunk a night before the important match…” Ed sighed. “If you guys are ever gonna throw me a party again, either don’t invite him, or at least make sure it’s not right before you’re supposed to play team Xing.”

“Duly noted. Although I seem to recall your preparation for some of your previous games wasn’t always the epitome of professional either.”

“Hey! At least they weren’t the Olympic games! I take this stuff seriously, Captain Bastard.”

“Chill out, Fullmetal. Why did you want to see Havoc anyway?”

“I left something with him last night…” Ed didn’t want to reveal anything about the night with Winry to him, but he should have known he wouldn’t get off with it so easily. Especially not with Al around.

“Brother, you’re hiding something. What did you leave with him?” the younger brother asked curiously.

“Just my card key!” The “just” in his sentence didn’t sound convincing at all.

“OK? But… how did you get into your room then?” Al asked.

Ed cursed himself for not making up a story about the hotel receptionist giving him a spare one or anything like that. Now it was too late to do that. Al could see right through him. Besides, Gracia knew, and if Gracia knew, it meant also…

“Yo, Edward! I heard you had some lady company last night!”

Ed swore that the stitches in his leg were ripped open in that moment simply from the shock. Maes looked extremely happy, Roy looked like he was about to burst any minute now, and Al was having that mischievous smile of his that never knew anything good.

“Gracia told you?” Ed mumbled through his hands, trying to cover his embarrassed face.

“You have a good taste Ed, figure skaters are fantastic in…”

“STOP! I don’t want to hear any more!” Ed yelled before Maes managed to finish his sentence.

“Wait a second…” Roy finally found his voice. “Did I understand correctly that you spent a night with the lovely Ms. Rockbell?”

“So what if I did? How many times do I need to tell you it’s none of your fucking business, Mustang?”

“And how many times do I need to tell you to watch your language, Edward?”

Al finally saw his chance to participate in the discussion: “Brother, I didn’t think you’d have it in you. Congratulations! One question, though: how the hell did you woo her?”

“I didn’t ‘woo’ her, we didn’t do anything!”

“Just when I thought you had gained some balls… Disappointing, Fullmetal.” Roy shook his head.

“Ugh, can I explain what happened? We were getting into our own rooms when I noticed I was missing my key. I had forgotten it with Havoc who had used it earlier to get my crutches. I knew there was no way I could have contacted him at that time, so Winry suggested I sleep in the extra bed in her room since Gracia doesn’t use it.”

“Bleh, I don’t believe that’s all there is to it. You did get into her bed, didn’t you?”

“And why the fuck does this interest all of you?”

Ed seemed to be very close to throw his crutches to the closest person’s head so Roy decided to calm the situation down.

“I’m gonna be honest, for once, Ed. I really don’t want to hear what happened between you and Winry. It’s just too much fun to see you that flustered. But believe it or not, I am happy that you are making progress with her because I’ve seen her make you smile during this short time more than you have smiled in probably ten years. Tell her my regards to keep on doing whatever she’s doing with you.”

“What’s going on here? Why is everyone being so loud?” Havoc entered the room, still holding a bag of ice on his head.

“Look, it’s our hero, Jean Havoc, whom we can thank for Edward’s latest adventure.” Hughes laughed.

“Huh?” the blonde-haired man asked in confusion, having not heard about what had happened to Ed yet.

“Edward spent a night with a lady friend thanks to you having his key.”

Havoc burst out laughing and only stopped to say:

“That almost makes this headache worth it!”