A/N: and yet another non-YGO (I know, weird for me, huh? XD)...Ed x Winry from Fullmetal Alchemist.
"Uuuugh."
"Make that sound one more time and I will pin you to the bed and pour milk down your throat."
Edward flinched a little at that, but his sour expression didn't change.
"Winry, do we have to do this? I don't know why we have to put so much thought into it..."
Winry shot him a fiery glare and he backed down.
"Okay, good, now that we're on the same page," Winry said. "What do you think about this for the menu?"
She held out her clipboard of notes. Edward barely looked at it.
"Great, looks great, can I go now?"
Winry smacked him on the head with her clipboard.
"Ow! Dammit, Winry!"
"Edward Elric so help me I will loosen all the screws on your arm if you don't suck it up and help me plan this Christmas party!"
"Winry it's just going to be our friends and family! They're not going to care how much thought we put into it!"
"Well I do! I do care! And you're gonna care about it if I have to make you!"
They were both standing down, glaring at each her with their hands balled into fists, trembling slightly with the frustration.
And then before either of them knew what they were doing, they were both leaning into the kiss. Winry was the one that broke away first.
"Hey," she said, blushing slightly. "You know you're not going to get out of this just by doing that."
"You kissed me first," Edward mumbled, looking down and going really red.
"It's your own fault for putting your face so close to mine."
"Whatever. I'm still not going to care about what you plan, you know."
"Well, you -"
"Because no matter what you're going to pull it off. Because you're good at stuff like that...and I'm not, so I don't want to screw it up."
Winry blushed a little harder.
"You really think that?"
"Of course I do," Edward said. "You're awesome at these things."
Winry ducked her head.
"Okay, fine," she muttered. "But I still want you to look over this menu and make sure it sounds good."
Edward cracked a small smile.
"Fine. If it makes you happy."
And as he took the clipboard, he planted another quick kiss on her cheek.
"Merry Christmas," he mumbled.