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FIC: What You Can't Have
Title: What You Can't Have
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wizefics
Fandom: FMA
Characters: Ed/Winry
Prompt: Longing fortsutsuji. (Hopefully this is an anime you're familiar with!)
Rating: Gen
Warnings: None really.
Summary: You don't always get what you want.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA and don't make money doing this.
A/N: Written for day 7 of the June!Challege at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fic_on_demand.
As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated!
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When Winry lost herself in her work, she moved with a fluidity that Edward couldn't compare to anything but music. He watched as she tuned the various mechanical cogs and springs, her face intent with concentration, her long hair absently twisted up behind her, her fingers moving like a pianists.
When she turned that energy and focus towards him - even if it was just his arm or just his leg - it made his breath catch. "I swear, Ed, you have to be more careful! You can't keep breaking the automail like this! It's not cheap to fix!" She glared at him. "Or easy."
"You make it look easy," Ed's response was flattering, but true, and Winry immediately softened.
"Ed." She hesitated, studying his eyes closely. "You have to be more careful. I can fix the automail, but I can't fix the rest of you."
The way she was staring at him gave him the courage he needed to reach up and touch her, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I'll be more careful." She tilted into his touch slightly and then pulled away.
"Good. You cause enough trouble that I don't want to have to be the one to clean it up."
"It's not your job to clean up after me." Ed leaned back and let her return to her tinkering on his knee.
Her answer, when it came, was so quiet that he nearly didn't hear it. "Yes, it is. You're my best friend. You... and Al. I can't lose you."
They stayed quiet after that, both lost in their thoughts, both knowing that he was going to leave again - that he didn't have a choice. Both regretting that once more what they wanted couldn't happen - not now, maybe not ever.
Both hoping that eventually, it would be different and he could stay.
Author:
wizeficsFandom: FMA
Characters: Ed/Winry
Prompt: Longing for
tsutsuji. (Hopefully this is an anime you're familiar with!)Rating: Gen
Warnings: None really.
Summary: You don't always get what you want.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA and don't make money doing this.
A/N: Written for day 7 of the June!Challege at
fic_on_demand.As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated!
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When Winry lost herself in her work, she moved with a fluidity that Edward couldn't compare to anything but music. He watched as she tuned the various mechanical cogs and springs, her face intent with concentration, her long hair absently twisted up behind her, her fingers moving like a pianists.
When she turned that energy and focus towards him - even if it was just his arm or just his leg - it made his breath catch. "I swear, Ed, you have to be more careful! You can't keep breaking the automail like this! It's not cheap to fix!" She glared at him. "Or easy."
"You make it look easy," Ed's response was flattering, but true, and Winry immediately softened.
"Ed." She hesitated, studying his eyes closely. "You have to be more careful. I can fix the automail, but I can't fix the rest of you."
The way she was staring at him gave him the courage he needed to reach up and touch her, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I'll be more careful." She tilted into his touch slightly and then pulled away.
"Good. You cause enough trouble that I don't want to have to be the one to clean it up."
"It's not your job to clean up after me." Ed leaned back and let her return to her tinkering on his knee.
Her answer, when it came, was so quiet that he nearly didn't hear it. "Yes, it is. You're my best friend. You... and Al. I can't lose you."
They stayed quiet after that, both lost in their thoughts, both knowing that he was going to leave again - that he didn't have a choice. Both regretting that once more what they wanted couldn't happen - not now, maybe not ever.
Both hoping that eventually, it would be different and he could stay.