Title: Promise Made
Author: S J Smith
Words: 200
Rating: K+
Summary: Edward makes promises.
Warnings: If I warn for something this short, it'll ruin it. (evil cackle)
Disclaimer: If I owned any of this, I wouldn't be living in Boxtown.
"I love you."
Those three words aren't spoken too often around their household. It's understood, more than anything – Edward, even years into their marriage, still has a problem with his emotions, running either too hot or too cool most of the time. He does better screaming at the top of his lungs than whispering sweet nothings. Winry's gotten used to it over the years.
She tells herself it doesn't matter; she doesn't need those three words. Edward, after all, is nothing but devoted. He may still wander, but he comes home, bringing her stories, and pictures, and little gifts, and even better, himself, with his hard hugs and fierce kisses and those raucous nights once he arrives.
This time is no different; he hugs her tight, and kisses her like he wants to steal her breath, and it isn't long before they're upstairs. Winry straddles him on the bed, stripping his belt off, reaching for the button on his pants.
"Wait," Edward says, grabbing her hands. "I need to tell you something." He doesn't look at her. "I love you, Winry, but…I…broke our promise."
There's only one promise – that he comes home –
Winry wakes screaming, again, in her lonely bed.
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