His lips curled up into a smile. He tugged at his own cheeks, feeling silly but was too happy to care. It was nice, just to feel these muscles under his skin. Everything felt good these days. When he was too tired to stand from fighting with Ed, when he fell down the stairs the other day, when he laughed so hard that it hurt, when the wind blew his hair into his face. It all felt great, and he was almost always happy now.
His clothes felt heavy in the hot day, but he preferred it to a more revealing outfit since he was still real scrawny. The dark red cloak, which he had picked out to match his brother's, stood out compared to his green background but the people he was watching seemed much more interested in each other then the boy watching them. Their hands were intertwined as they sat on the hill, where his house used to be. The two of them got dangerously close and he turned around, walking back to Pinako's house. Let them have their privacy. He giggled again.
He would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous of Ed, sitting there on this summer day holding Winry's hand. He wanted very badly for that to have been him. But all the same he smiled and looked up at the blue sky. He would never wish for an end to their happiness. It was far too sweet.