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kinkfestTitle: Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Author: alchemyotaku75
Prompt: Feb 3; Winry/Edward; Unconditional Love: When he proposed, he should’ve offered her his whole life.
Warnings: Possible spoilers for the end of the series.
Word count: 830
Summary: Ed has difficulty expressing his feelings to Winry.
A/N: This is so terribly late! My apologies to everyone, especially the OP! RL is hitting way too hard again.
Beta'd by self, all mistakes are mine.
It had taken thousands of miles, hundreds of new sights, faces, and experiences before it finally sunk into Edward’s thick skull just how badly he had screwed up. Time spent on the road had given him plenty of time to be introspective, to think not only of how Winry had impacted his life, but just how important she was to him. Also, to realize just how lame his ‘proposal’ had been.
'It’s Equivalent Exchange! I’ll give you half of my life, so give me half of yours!'
For months, he played that scene back in his head, along with her return offer of all her life along with the sputtered correction, that she could offer 85%. Just what the hell had he been thinking, why couldn’t he just have said what was really on his mind?
Would you wait for me? Will you still be here, will you keep yourself for me until I return?
Of course she had been flustered; why wouldn’t she be, considering his proposal (No! Not proposal! Just confirming she felt the same and that we would remain exclusive!) sounded as if his affections were conditional upon her returning his feelings equally.
Ed had never been much with words. His actions had always spoken for him before, but how did he tell Winry he owed her so much more than another promise to come back to her, like all the other times in the past. She had saved his life, even if indirectly, so many times, and if not for her automail he would never have walked again, would never have been able to survive the countless skirmishes he tended to find himself in, and would never been able to seek and discover a way to bring Alphonse back from the other side of the Gate. He vowed that when he returned home from his long journey, he would make things right with her.
After all, hadn’t she waited for him long enough?
Months later, when he was finally reunited with the beautiful young automail mechanic, she was still waiting for him, just as promised, greeting him with open arms and a brilliant smile. It was then they started their tenuous courtship, with Ed making his first awkward efforts at being a suitor rather than a brother figure, and Winry tolerating his clumsy attempts at expressing himself with good grace and amusement. Yet their relationship seemed to build at a snail’s pace, never quite going beyond the invisible line that would take them into the frightening territory of true commitment. So, after weeks of almost platonic infatuation, Ed managed to work up the courage and give her the first real, yet non-verbal expression of his true feelings; he kissed her. It was just a simple press of his lips to hers, which left her mildly surprised and wide-eyed, but it was the hint of tears that told him his message had been received loud and clear.
The next stage of their relationship didn’t come until nearly a year and one more trip abroad later, and Ed found it difficult to ask ‘The Question’ for real, his courage fleeing every time he tried to say it. His strengthening bond with her drove him to desire something more significant than a ‘wait for me’ relationship, but he still couldn’t push the ever so important words from his mouth. Ed settled for simply offering her the diamond band, holding the velveteen box out to her with trembling hands one summer evening while they lounged on the front porch after supper. Again, Winry didn’t seem to mind his lack of words or lack of romantic finesse and tearfully accepted his proposal by slipping the ring onto the ring finger of her left hand.
Even at their wedding, Ed couldn’t come up with words that expressed his unwavering devotion and love for his bride and had settled for the traditional vows for the ceremony, parroting the minister’s passages word for word. It had been a calm, beautiful, autumn day, with friends and family looking on as they took their first steps into their new life together. He wished he could say more, do more to let Winry know just how he felt, but Ed wasn’t good with words, and he hoped his actions would clearly express just how he felt about her.
It was when Ed finally stood before her the first time as a lover, naked, stripped of his ego and pride that he began to understand just how he could tell her without words just how what she meant to him. In time, as their lovemaking became more experienced and expressive, Ed was able to tell Winry exactly how he felt through heated touch and kisses and their physical union:
She was his one.
She was his all.
She was his everything.
That he was, in fact, offering her all of himself, his entire life to her, because she was worth it.
Actions always did speak louder than words.
Author: alchemyotaku75
Prompt: Feb 3; Winry/Edward; Unconditional Love: When he proposed, he should’ve offered her his whole life.
Warnings: Possible spoilers for the end of the series.
Word count: 830
Summary: Ed has difficulty expressing his feelings to Winry.
A/N: This is so terribly late! My apologies to everyone, especially the OP! RL is hitting way too hard again.
Beta'd by self, all mistakes are mine.
It had taken thousands of miles, hundreds of new sights, faces, and experiences before it finally sunk into Edward’s thick skull just how badly he had screwed up. Time spent on the road had given him plenty of time to be introspective, to think not only of how Winry had impacted his life, but just how important she was to him. Also, to realize just how lame his ‘proposal’ had been.
'It’s Equivalent Exchange! I’ll give you half of my life, so give me half of yours!'
For months, he played that scene back in his head, along with her return offer of all her life along with the sputtered correction, that she could offer 85%. Just what the hell had he been thinking, why couldn’t he just have said what was really on his mind?
Would you wait for me? Will you still be here, will you keep yourself for me until I return?
Of course she had been flustered; why wouldn’t she be, considering his proposal (No! Not proposal! Just confirming she felt the same and that we would remain exclusive!) sounded as if his affections were conditional upon her returning his feelings equally.
Ed had never been much with words. His actions had always spoken for him before, but how did he tell Winry he owed her so much more than another promise to come back to her, like all the other times in the past. She had saved his life, even if indirectly, so many times, and if not for her automail he would never have walked again, would never have been able to survive the countless skirmishes he tended to find himself in, and would never been able to seek and discover a way to bring Alphonse back from the other side of the Gate. He vowed that when he returned home from his long journey, he would make things right with her.
After all, hadn’t she waited for him long enough?
Months later, when he was finally reunited with the beautiful young automail mechanic, she was still waiting for him, just as promised, greeting him with open arms and a brilliant smile. It was then they started their tenuous courtship, with Ed making his first awkward efforts at being a suitor rather than a brother figure, and Winry tolerating his clumsy attempts at expressing himself with good grace and amusement. Yet their relationship seemed to build at a snail’s pace, never quite going beyond the invisible line that would take them into the frightening territory of true commitment. So, after weeks of almost platonic infatuation, Ed managed to work up the courage and give her the first real, yet non-verbal expression of his true feelings; he kissed her. It was just a simple press of his lips to hers, which left her mildly surprised and wide-eyed, but it was the hint of tears that told him his message had been received loud and clear.
The next stage of their relationship didn’t come until nearly a year and one more trip abroad later, and Ed found it difficult to ask ‘The Question’ for real, his courage fleeing every time he tried to say it. His strengthening bond with her drove him to desire something more significant than a ‘wait for me’ relationship, but he still couldn’t push the ever so important words from his mouth. Ed settled for simply offering her the diamond band, holding the velveteen box out to her with trembling hands one summer evening while they lounged on the front porch after supper. Again, Winry didn’t seem to mind his lack of words or lack of romantic finesse and tearfully accepted his proposal by slipping the ring onto the ring finger of her left hand.
Even at their wedding, Ed couldn’t come up with words that expressed his unwavering devotion and love for his bride and had settled for the traditional vows for the ceremony, parroting the minister’s passages word for word. It had been a calm, beautiful, autumn day, with friends and family looking on as they took their first steps into their new life together. He wished he could say more, do more to let Winry know just how he felt, but Ed wasn’t good with words, and he hoped his actions would clearly express just how he felt about her.
It was when Ed finally stood before her the first time as a lover, naked, stripped of his ego and pride that he began to understand just how he could tell her without words just how what she meant to him. In time, as their lovemaking became more experienced and expressive, Ed was able to tell Winry exactly how he felt through heated touch and kisses and their physical union:
She was his one.
She was his all.
She was his everything.
That he was, in fact, offering her all of himself, his entire life to her, because she was worth it.
Actions always did speak louder than words.
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Date: 2011-02-11 07:56 am (UTC)And yeah, I didn't think that part was a marriage proposal to me either. I mean, the two didn't even go out yet. XD; You did well with his thoughts around that moment, though! :)