When I Return (Edward Elric x Reader)

Chapter 10: The Mechanic

Ed awkwardly (🐢) cleared his throat and I quickly turned to him, "aww is a little Eddie getting jealous" he just pouted. I was actually suprised that he didn't throw a tantrum over me calling him little. "I don't know what you're talking about. Me? Jealous? No way" he mumbled, although it was still loud enough to where I could hear what he said clearly, Maes and Mustang must've heard too because they were stifling back laughter. I laughed and sighed " uh huh, sure, so Al totally WASN'T trying to calm your jealous little self the whole time I was talking to Mitch, yeah okay, let's go with that"

I said with sarcasm practically pouring from my words and I nudged his arm with my elbow and raised my eyebrows repeatedly at him. He just rolled his eyes, I put my hand dramatically over my heart "THE SASS!!!" I exclaimed jokingly being way too over dramatic, but yet again so was Ed. I turned my back to Ed and just mumbled, so only he could hear "Fine then, I guess you don't want a hug. I see how it is Elric" and I walked off with a pouty Edward trailing gloomily behind me out of the room whining things along the lines of "wait" and "come back". Once we got out of the room and I closed the door, I realised the hallway was deserted.

I turned to a pouting Edward and laughed "no hug for you" his pout deepened "kiss instead" I affirmed and pecked his pouty lips. Immediately disappearing into the shadows afterwards, embarrassed at what I had just done.

(A/n: now let's check out the other future lovebirds, shall we?)

Mitch's P.O.V

He's so cool, and sweet, and caring, and funny, and adorable, and I could go on and on about how he is just perfect. We've only just met and I'm already starting to fall for him. He's just so AGGGGGUUGHHAGAGAGSBKDN ya know?

He understands what pain and struggle is. He knows what it's like to go through hell. (A/n: Sorry this is in italics, my phone went all wonky)"So what's your life story?" Al asked in curiously after he finished the story of his life. (A/n: End of wonky phone stuffz, the next part is supposed to be in italics because it's Mitch's thoughts, and yeah.)

Here we go. Go ahead and add another tally mark to the number of people who leave after they know my life story.

I thought as I was preparing myself to tell him about my life.

*Warning depressing shit is about to go down. You all asked for my life story so here it is. I thought I'd just incorporate it into my story. Yes most of this really happened to me, except for the house, mom, fire thingy, this is my actual life, but I've gotten help and am much better now. Don't worry*

"So I was born 14 years ago on September 4th(it is now November 28th +if this is your birthday then change it to September 5th). I was born in a family with my mom, my dad, and my older brother Cal. My father was always abusive, he sexually abused my mom and brother. It caused a lot of things to be affected in my life, like anxiety, trust issues, ya know... the fun stuff. Like I always sit or stand in the back of rooms or in corners because I hate people behind me, since my dad used to attack me from behind. I don't feel comfortable with older men except a couple here in the military. I also can't have people touch my neck because my dad used to pick me up by my neck, push me against a wall, and lift me until my feet were a couple meters off the ground. After 10 years of abuse my dad finally left, my brother and I got some 'help' but my brother was still messed up, one day, about 6 months after 'dad' had left, Cal committed suicide."

I looked at my hands and Al sat next to me and put his big metal arm around me and hugged me closer to him, I almost started crying but continued with my story. "My mom and I became really depressed and I started cutting, my mom started drinking. Around a month after Cal 'left' there was a fire at my house my mom didn't make it. I lived on the streets for about 3 maybe closer to 4 months. That is until Maes, Roy, and (y/n) found me on the streets one day and (y/n) took me in as her friend and later found out I was a mechanic, I always had a knack for building and I stared repairing her automail when she needed it. My life has gotten a lot better, but I'm still a little depressed and cut when it gets really bad from time to time but I've stopped for the most part. What scares me the most every single day is that my dad might still be out there and what scares me even more is that he might be causing some other family the same pain he caused ours."

Al hugged me tighter to him, he was surprisingly comfortable for a suit of armor "I'm so sorry" Al said apologeticly and he rubbed small circles on my back "You didn't do anything" I said a little confused on why he hadn't run and yell at me yet. "You're not going to leave?" I asked more confused than before. "Do you want me to leave, because if you need some alone time I can just..."Al offered pointing at the door to Mustang's office before I cut him off "No, please don't, it's just usually people run away and call me a freak or wierdo. The only people that have ever stayed around were Roy, Maes, and (y/n). Please, Please, don't leave." I begged and explained, "I won't, not now, not ever." Al comforted me continuing to rub my back, up and down, side to side, clockwise, and counterclockwise. I started to doze off and fell asleep, my head resting on his shoulder and his head resting ontop mine, flattening my hair, his head was surprisingly light for metal, but maybe it's because it's hallow. One thought was stuck in my mind as I drifted off "I think I'm in love with Alphonse Elric"

(A/n: that's all this update, so sorry this took so long to make a new chapter in had some family stuff going on plus school, but anyway, now I'm on holiday so I will be able to update more often hopefully. Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading. Love y'all! Until next time...

-Fullmetal_idiot)