8. Soft

Three small forms were fast asleep. Edward, Alphonse, and Winry laid in the brother's room. Thick comfortable blankets cushioned the floor beneath them and pillows were abound. It was but a simple sleep over.

One of the children was in a not too comfortable position at the moment. The boy's face was contorted from strength of the bone crushing hug from the girl of the group. To be honest, he had looped from distressed to anger right to mildly amazed at her strength.

She then rubbed her cheek against his while sleep talking. On second thought, if she felt the need to use him as a hug pillow, he would humor her. This was all for her sake. Ed definitely wasn't taking advantage of the situation.

Not at all.