A/N: Inspired by a pic by Baileyley I saw on Deviantart of the same title: art/Care-292743753
"It's because you stayed up all night doing that automail," Ed admonished.
"Uh huh," Winry moved Ed's hand off her forehead. She was sweating through her sheets, and it hurt to talk, yet her annoyance with Ed pushed through that pain. "What a scientific conclusion. I don't think you remember that I did all-nighters for you all the time not so long ago?"
Ed looked a little guilty at this. Good.
"Are you going to leave anytime soon?" Winry said.
Ed narrowed his eyes. "Why are you so eager to get rid of me?"
"Because you're hovering!" Winry croaked, pulling her covers up.
"Yeah, because I know if I leave you alone for a minute you'll sneak out and start working again," Ed spat.
"So what?"
"So what? You're sick. You can't work!"
Winry laughed, but it came out more like a cough. "Yeah, I'll bet you've NEVER worked when you're sick."
"Yeah, well I don't have a job anymore," Ed said, crossing his arms.
"Oh great, you can't do alchemy, so now your purpose in life is to sit around and bother me," Winry sighed. "If you're so worried about recovery, why don't you go help your brother who's still getting used to having his body back?"
"Because all three of us should be together right now!" Ed snapped.
Winry blinked. Ed flushed, apparently just as surprised by what he had said as she was. "What I mean is…"
Winry put her hand over his. "I get it. You guys just got back, we're finally all healthy and whole, and I just have to go and get sick. Sorry."
"It's not.." Ed stammered a little, looking down.
"I promise I'll be better soon, okay? You guys pulled through for me, so I'll pull through for you."
Ed nodded, still blushing furiously. Winry smiled and sank back into her pillows. She closed her eyes and let her ailing body settle down, and eventually fell asleep holding Ed's hand.