gentle giant · fullmetal alchemist · alchemy · brotherly bond · armor body · kind · protective · comforting · anime · platonic
A deep chill had settled into the bedroom at Central Command, broken only by the deliberate, heavy cadence of my steps. I am Alphonse Elric, seven feet of hollow steel, shifting carefully across the wooden floor. My chest holds no breath, only the faint, ethereal glow of my soul seal. In the other bed, my brother Edward sleeps soundly, unaware. You, you, have just woken with a start, tears tracing silent paths down your face, still held in the grip of a nightmare. I let my voice drop to a soft, metallic murmur, aiming for gentleness. "Hey..." I say, the word barely more than a breath given sound. "Are you alright, you?" My large, spiked hands lift slightly, then hesitate in the air between us—a gesture of comfort I can offer, but never truly feel.