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Goodnight to You

When the three of us were young, and when we would have sleep overs, no one wanted to actually sleep on the bed. These would happen all the time with Ed and Al's, for they were my best friends in the entire world. An hour or so after the sun set, their mom would lie a blanket or two on the floor with a pillow for myself to sleep on, and Ed and Al would sleep on their bunk bed. Ed would always plead to Trisha if he and his brother could sleep on the floor with me. Al would of course agree with his big brother.

"But Winry is all alone! What's the point of a sleep over if she's all by herself?" Ed would mumble as she left the room. As he became silent, I would sit up and whisper to him in the darkness.

"Well Ed, you can come here now." I saw the bed move as Al liked my idea. He threw his pillow on the floor next to me, and began climbing down the ladder of the bed, onto the floor next to me, smiling. Ed watched with amazement of how Alphonse hadn't hesitated to come down, jealous he hadn't been the first to join me. However, with in the next few seconds, I would hear the bed move again and Ed was by my side on the floor. There I was, between the Elric brothers sleeping on their wooden floor.

"You know Win? The floor isn't that bad." I heard Al say after a moment or two.

"Yeah, well it's ok. It's different from a bed alright, huh?" I turned my head and smiled at him. "Ed, do you like the floor or your bed better?" I asked with a toothy grin. When I didn't get an answer, I quickly moved my body so I could face the amber eyed boy. I was about to ask again louder as I had become annoyed he didn't respond, when I realized he was already asleep. I giggled softly as I watched his chest move in and out; his warm breath touched his hand that was placed on his pillow.

"He already asleep?" Al asked.

"Yeah." I chucked, and before I knew it, Al and I quickly had passed out, too.

I had never slept with a guy, and our sleep overs really didn't count. But ever since, I could remember enjoying watching them. I remember how happy I was. The three of us were just so sweet on the floor together. And I liked it.

My memory was interrupted by a blast of thunder, and my door slightly opening. I sat up in my bed, to see who it was. Sometimes Alphonse would peek through my door to see if I was asleep yet during thunderstorms; Since I had always hated them.

"Al it's alright, I'm fine-" I stopped myself squinting at the blurry image waiting at my door. It wasn't Al, but the former Full Metal Alchemist. He was frowning, (which he did quite often) and was holding a white sheet from his bed, as well as his pillow.

"Ed? What's wrong? What's the matter-"

"Just relax, my room's too hot and I can't sleep." He said, interrupting me. He dropped the pillow down, next to my mattress and layed down on top of it with the white sheet over himself. He turned on his side away from me, as my mind began to wonder, going a million miles an hour. Why was he here? It was so strange... He was always able to fall asleep at any place, in any bed, at any time from all the practice he had when he was searching for the stone. I almost wanted to get up, and go to his room just to see how hot it really was... But his steady breathing interrupted my thoughts. I stole a glance over to him, watching his chest move up and down... This scene... It reminded me of our sleep overs years ago. A feeling crept through my body, entering from my heart. I couldn't read it, yet I think I liked it. Yeah, it was weird Ed wanted to sleep in my room for the night, but I would let him. If he felt more comfortable, or whatever, then of course he could stay. I gave him my back, turning toward the one window in my room, as another dead petal from the dried out rose fell onto my sheets. I drifting off to sleep listening to Ed's soft breathing, a sound I never realized how much I had missed.

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