Author notes: I left out Al, because this story is just the focus of Ed and Winry, and the coming to terms with their feelings for each other, as something they must discover on their own. Winry's Grandma and Al will make an appearance at one point. I just figured it's best to leave them out of the story for now, because it is unnecessary to have Al constantly commenting on every action that Ed takes, same with the grandmother.
Having returned to Winry's house to have his arm once again fixed, Ed lay in his bed watching the warm light spilling in through the windows, while in the next room he could hear the sounds of Winry building his new arm. After a while boredom got the better of him and he decided to go see how his arm was coming along. When he entered Winry's room/workshop he was greeted by the familiar scent of oil and sweet.
"Don't you ever knock?" Winry exclaimed as she threw a wrench at Ed's head, just narrowly missing as he moved out of the way.
"Don't you ever stop throwing your wrenches?" Ed replied as he picked the thrown wrench up off the ground, never taking his eyes off Winry incase she were to throw anything else. "Besides, I'm just checking in on your progress." Ed walked up behind Winry where she sat at her workbench.
"Well I'm not done." Winry said as she momentarily turned her attention from her work, to Ed standing behind her, close enough that she could smell him. A smell of sweet and dust, while not the most pleasant smell, it was one that she secretly enjoyed. "Why don't you go take a shower? You definitely need it, and maybe with you out of my hair I can get your arm done so you can run off and destroy it." Winry said as she turned her attention back to the automail arm in front of her.
"Look who's talking grease monkey! You could do with a shower yourself. And as soon as you finish the sooner I can get out of your hair and leave you alone." Ed exclaimed as he walked out of the room, to take Winry's advice and take a shower, something that he had neglected for most of the journey to get to Winry's home.
"I don't want you too leave, ever." Winry thought to herself as Ed walked out of the room. Once Ed had left, she sat there at her work bench for a moment, just staring off into space before she pushed her chair away from the bench and got up to go for a quick break to clear her head. As she walked past the bathroom she heard the shower being turned on. knock knock "Ed?" Winry called through the door. "I'm going to grab the laundry, so cover up if your not decent." Winry said as she was opening the door, hoping to embarrass Edward.
"Winry!" Ed called out in frustration as Winry walked right in, hardly with any advanced warning. Ed wasn't naked, but was only wearing a towel, which made him just as embarrassed.
"Oh be quiet. I'm doing laundry. I just came in to get the basket." Winry replied as she grabbed the basket and started to walk out of the bathroom, her face slightly blushing as she saw Ed's reflection in the mirror.
"Geez, first you tell me to go cause your trying to work, and now you're taking a break from that to do laundry." Ed sighed as Winry walked away with a sideways glance in his direction.
As Winry was loading the cloths into the washer, she stopped at Ed's shirt. For some reason, she picked up the shirt, brought it to her chest, and marveled in the embrace of Ed's shirt, realizing that it wasn't the shirt she wanted to hold against her, it was Ed. She wanted to be held in his arms, to be kept warm and safe. "Ed…" Winry whispered to herself, as she looked back at everything that had happened, and everything about Ed that seemed to add up to these feelings that now are forcing themselves to the surface.
