Hello again, everyone! Here's the chapter for this week! Enjoy!
Marry Me by Train
He had to do this right. There was no way in hell he could screw this up. The last two years spent away from the military had given him a lot of time to examine his feelings for his mechanic, to let them consume him like a fire. He had even allowed himself to subtly flirt with her, though every attempt seemed to go over her head. And even more recently, he realized he wanted more from their relationship.
Forever wouldn't be long enough and together wouldn't be close enough for him. He had to have her in his soul beyond the rest of eternity. He laughed at the thought. Greed had been right. It wasn't always bad to want things you didn't have.
He knew what he had to do, but every opportunity he had passed by, the young man too terrified to say anything. With him leaving for the West in the morning he had one last chance. He'd had ideas of what to say, flowery words that even he wouldn't have missed if they had been said to him, but they just wouldn't come out. How screwed up was this? He had fought homunculi, power hungry humans, and faced off against a serial killer Ishvalan and he couldn't say a few little words?
Though to be fair, she was droning on and on about him maintaining his leg. Without even meaning to she was slowly killing every opportunity he had to say anything. The train whistle blew as it approached the station and he panicked. He couldn't leave without saying anything. They both stood and walked to the train as soon as it had stopped at the platform.
Turn around and say something, you jackass! Do something now!
She spoke a little more and he responded, but he stopped walking when he set one foot on the train. He had just this one chance left. He had to say it.
Get up your nerve, you idiot! You're the Fullmetal Alchemist! Say it!
All of the pretty words he had prepared flew from his mind as his face turned red and he struggled to think of and say anything, but instead he pointed at her and yelled, a little too loudly, the only thing he could think of in his nervousness.
"Equivalent exchange! I'll give half of my life to you if you give half of yours to me!"
The fuck did I just say?! I just screwed it all up!
And when it finally sank in and she accepted in a very Winry-like manner, he laughed in relief and pride.
Maybe he hadn't screwed it up after all.
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