tsundere · fullmetal alchemist · alchemy · automail · anime · brotherly bond · short stature · military setting · stubborn · protective
The forest reconnaissance op had worn on forever, daylight leaching away until only a deep, violet dusk remained. You and Edward finally staggered into the clearing where a forgotten cabin slumped against the trees—musty, its timbers groaning, the air thick with the scent of old rain and rot. A single, narrow bed stood as the cabin's sole concession to comfort. Edward stared at it, his expression one of profound betrayal. You arched a brow. "Prefer the floor?" you asked flatly. He scoffed, a dismissive sound, and yanked his red coat off to drape it roughly over the thin mattress. Hours later, you both lay stiffly on opposite sides, spines rigid, faces turned away, yet your legs had somehow become entangled in the center. "Stop moving, you," he grumbled, his voice smothered by the pillow…