Colours

by agrajagthetesty

He always closes his eyes as they kiss, as if afraid to see her face so close to his own, as if the reality will be lost if he does... A series of AlWin drabbles and short oneshots. Rated T just in case. All released chapters are K rated so far.

2. Haste

Haste

Ed realises, of course; realises that their visits get longer and longer each time; realises that his little brother's face has begun to light up more and more at the prospect of going to see her; realises that he himself has suddenly become the composed one, walking steadily along as Al breaks away from his side and runs eagerly down the path to the wide yellow house; realises that the sentiment is reflected in the way she dashes out of the door, sometimes with a tool or piece of wiring still clutched in her hand, and flings her arms around him.

And as they whirl each other round in the embrace that gets more and more heartfelt every time they see each other, and Ed's unwavering pace at last brings him to where they spin together, a smile lodged on his face despite himself, he reflects wryly that if things continue this way, he won't put it past Al to begin damaging his older brother's automail in secret, just so he can come here and see her face again.

Author's notes: Yay! Um. . . not much to say, except that these are two mega-long sentences. :D