Edward decided he needed to go and check on Winry. He walked to the workshop door, and knocked. No answer. He tried the door knob and found it unlocked.
“….Winry?.......Winry?” He stepped inside slowly, he sure as hell didn’t want to be hit with a wrench now. Not getting an answer from her, he stepped into the workshop more. He walked over to where she sat at the counter. He rubbed her back gently before realizing she was asleep. “This is no good… You’ll only hurt your back in the long run, sleeping in this position… I’ll put you to bed.” He picked Winry up and carried her to her room. There he laid her down on the bed. Slowly, he undressed her down to her underwear and bra. He pulled back the covers of the comforter and slipped her beneath them. Making sure a pillow was beneath her head, and tucking her in, he quietly ducked out and into the guest room. He plopped down on the mattress of the nearest bed and fell asleep.

Winry awoke the next morning feeling the warmth of the sun on her skin through the parted curtains. She rubbed her eyes and sat up groggily. ‘I thought I fell asleep in the workshop last night? How did I get in my bed?’ She gets up and pads softly to the full length mirror on the back of her closet door. ‘How did I get undressed? I don’t remember doing this….’ Memories of last night came back to her mind, including the reason why she had gone to the workshop in the first place. As she went to get a shower, she blushed when she realized that Ed must have moved her last night. He must have, she would still be in the workshop had he not of moved her. That means….”Oh no.” She remembered hitting him now. She dressed quickly and then went downstairs to start making breakfast. She figured it was the least she could do for the way she acted.

Ed started stirring with the smell of eggs and hash browns coming from downstairs. His stomach grumbled at him to get up. Yawning, he complied and went to grab a quick shower before facing Winry. He dressed and wondered why he was in such a hurry to get downstairs instead of just getting food? He shrugged it off, and started heading down the stairs and stopped at the entranceway of the kitchen to watch her as she finished cooking. “Here let me set the table….” He offered so kindly, and then started towards the cabinet.

“No! ….I-I-I mean I’ve got it under control, just have a seat Edward.” Winry felt weird all of sudden, especially considering he was already being so kind. She needed to keep herself busy.

Ed watched her warily, but complied with the request.

She was aware that he was watching her every move and wondered what he was thinking. She got the plates and piling hash browns, and eggs on them, set one in front of Ed. “Good morning, Ed.” She tried to lighten the already tense atmosphere in the kitchen. She sat down with her own plate and ate in silence.

He raised an eyebrow at her, “Good Morning, Winry.” He wanted to know why she was so damn jumpy all of a sudden. ‘Could it be because of last night?’ He wondered on that as they ate.  Since Winry cooked, Ed figured the least he could do was the dishes. He gathered his empty plate and hers and took them to the sink. He washed the dishes and put them in the drainer to dry. “Do I make you nervous, Winry?” ‘Where in the hell had that question come from? Geez, where was he going with all this?’ his mind raced. He had his back to her as the question hung in the air.

Winry looked down into her lap and started fidgeting with her hands…”Oh please. What makes you say that, Ed?”  But her actions gave her away and Ed turned and kneeled down in front of her, he put his hands over hers.

“Winry…..were you crying last night in the workshop?”

She turned her head to gaze out the kitchen window. Her words were soft, almost too soft to hear. “Y-y-yes. Why?”

Ed brought her hands to his lips and kissed them gently. “I’m so sorry I made you cry, Winry. I didn’t mean too…”

She glanced back to him as her hands were brought to his lips, the simple and kind gesture made her sigh with the pleasure of it.

Hearing her sigh, Ed slowly smiled. He grabbed her hands and led her to the couch. He pulled her into his lap, and just held her there.

Winry looked up and noticed the bruise starting to form on his left jaw. “I’m sorry too, Ed. I didn’t mean to bruise you….” And before she could stop herself, she was pressing a kiss to the bruise that she had created.  She wasn’t sure what was happening with them, but she liked it and wasn’t sure she wanted it to end.

Ed just pulled her tighter in his embrace at the gentle kiss. He turned his head just in time to capture her lips in a kiss so tender, it brought tears to her eyes.  He rested his forehead on hers, and just drank in all this moment had to offer. “…..I have feelings for you, Winry…I always have..and not just because you’re my mechanic…” He offered the last bit with a sly smirk on his face.

“…..I-I have feelings for you too, Ed... Half of the time I am too annoyed with you to notice them….” She replied softly. She could feel warmth fill her cheeks, so she knew she was blushing. She rested a hand on his chest lightly, and kept her gaze there.

Ed exhaled, and hadn’t even realized that he had been holding his breath. Her confession was what he had hoped to hear, yet why did he feel scared all of a sudden? He lifted his head slightly and pressed his lips to hers gently. He didn’t want this sweet moment to end.