Title: Sticky Friday Afternoon
Rating: G, aww!
Word Count: 402
Pairing: WinrySciezska
It was a sleepy Friday afternoon in Rizenbul. One of those soft summer days out in the country where people lounge on the porch, drinking lemonade and sweetened iced tea. It was one of those days that you'd catch Winry Rockbell sitting outside, wearing shorts, her hair tied up and out of her face.
On those days, it was too hot to work, too hot to sleep, and definitely too hot to cuddle. It was hard enough to last inside, and outside it was hard to last long without running to a pond, watching young boys fish, or without an iced pitcher by your hand, not doing anything about the sweat, but at least quenching your thirst.
That Friday, the Rockbell Automailers were out of commission, like every business in town. The beds were stripped down to the fitted sheets; the sheets normally adorning the bed were tacked up above the open windows, blowing lightly in a stale breeze, attempting to keep the house cool with breezes, while bocking out the warm rays of sunshine.
The problem Winry had with those sleepy, sticky Friday afternoons was the fact that being held, skin on skin, was so uncomfortable. She had slipped out of bed at ten o'clock, grabbing her shorts and tube top, escaping her lover's arms.
After a kiss on the forehead, Winry ran out of the room, escaping the house in a blind attempt to reach the pond before the day began truly heating up, raining down a sweat and a misery upon the populous.
It wasn't long before she was dabbling her toes in the water, smiling when young boys caught a small perch, eyes wide at the mystifying creature flopping on the ground. They normally thew the fish back in time.
She wasn't sure when she fell asleep in the sun, but was sure well enough when she woke up, her skin feeling utterly too warm. At first, she thought she was getting a sunburn, but as she tried to roll over, she felt stuck and she heard light laughter coming from the boys.
Opening her eyes, blinking against the sunlight, she saw Sciezska, the older woman's lighter arms wrapped around her, the body warmth slightly uncomfortable.
She watched Sciezska's sleep face, closing her eyes, the pond's water lapping lightly at her toes, and decided that perhaps she could deal with a bit of discomfort.
At least for now.
A/N I've got some more drabbles to play with and they'll be up every twenty-four hours I am home. I'm leaving town for Thanksgiving Break Wednesday at 10:00ish but I'll probably update around 12:00AM Wednesday morning. Until after break, I can't update. I get back Sunday evening.