Oh dear, what is this? I have no idea. Just some short drabble I came up with randomly one day.
Her Touch and a Smile
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It's hurting again, your flesh. Like thousands of hot blades piercing your skin, the pain sears your tissue and joints; every muscle cries for redemption from the turmoil inflicting your body. It's all the after effects of an automail fix. You know the pain quite well, but you'll never get acquainted to the way it taints every feeling of comforts you once had. Every sight of a panacea is swept away with the unending waves of agony.
"Edward?" a voice beckons. It's Winry, still in her work clothes. "Are you alright?"
Something of a groan and a muffled 'no' escapes your lips.
"Oh come on you big baby," she encourages. "Cheer up, would you?"
Cheering up seems beyond the point of possible, but as you look up, you see she's smiling.
You find yourself staring.
It's as though every feature in her face comes to life with that smile; cheeks brighten to rosy pink, lips a cherry red to match; the light in the room glitters in her eyes as though it were sparkling off the surface of a placid ocean. And that smile- pretty, isn't it?- captivating you with an unexplainable phenomena.
"Edward?"
Realizing you had been entranced too long, you look elsewhere. She's still smiling, but you don't risk the chance of being whisked away again, fall into a trap you've already gotten stuck in before.
She delicately pats you on the shoulder, a gesture meant to be friendly, but a tingle remains. You have no idea what it is.
"If you need anything, I'll be in the other room," she tells you before disappearing down the hall.
You close your eyes. Oh, what's this? Her smile's emblazed in your mind, and her touch, lingering in sensations. But why?
And somehow- as you move your right arm to achieve some comfort- that throbbing pain is gone. There's an undeniable solace, but you have no idea where it came from.
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