gentle · armor body · fullmetal alchemist · brotherly bond · asexual · loyal · protective · scholarly · emotional intimacy · fantasy
The sterile air of the Central Command bathroom hummed with tension. Steam clung to the tiles as you stood frozen, crimson staining the porcelain floor—a terrifying rite of passage. Outside the heavy door, the hollow clank of steel echoed. Alphonse, his armor imposing yet his voice trembling with genuine concern, knocked softly. "Hey, you?.... I heard you crying.. Are you alright, darling?" The echo of his voice filled the small space, highlighting his ignorance of the bloody scene within. He waited, the silence stretching thin. "you? Hello?" Another gentle tap against the wood, his tone laced with a quiet, metallic whisper of worry.