(a/n) Double update? Oh yes.
"Winry, you work your self too hard." He sighed softly. "You gave yourself a fever." She hadn't even made it to her bed. She was collapsed on the couch. He sat down near her scalp, and gingerly propped her head up on his thigh. "Win, open up. You need some water." He tipped the bowl of ice-cold water her her quivering lips. She gulped greedily. Streams of water trickling from the edges of her mouth. Pooling on her bare shoulders. He silently dabbed the moisture away with his sleeve.
"Ed...You don't need to worry-"
"Shh, Winry. You need rest." He dipped the now warm cloth in the remaining water. There was an audible reaction when he returned it to her glistening forehead.
"Idiot. You need to take care of yourself sometimes."
"You're one to talk, Edward."
"Oh, am I?"
"I can tell that you neglect your cuts and scratches. That could get you into trouble." Her voice was scratchy.
"Geez. Already enough energy to scold me."
"Ed, why don't you go to bed. You should get some rest."
"Nah, not sleepy."
"Nice to know you care Ed." Her tone was biting. Cold.
"Oh come on. Don't do this. Aren't I staying here with you and caring for you? Is that totally meaningless?" She coughed weakly. Then he realized that she wasn't specifically referring to this instance. "Oh my...Win, I-I'm sorry- I know I haven't done much for you in the past- Win-"
Her eyes remained closed. "I know Ed. But it doesn't make it hurt any less."
He dug his fist into the musty cloth of the couch.
"I know. But can you ever forgive me?"
"Ed, I always do, but the wounds are always reopened."
"I can't promise that I wont hurt you again."
"I'm not asking that."
"Than what are you asking?"
"Just for more moments like this." Her voice finally gave out. She turned on her side and pressed her face in his abdomen.
"Win-"
"Shhhh-"
He saw how peaceful she looked, and let his hands fall on her head. Petting her awkwardly.