I'd love to request some more fluff with Al if that is okay? ^^ Any sort of fluff is fine! Thank you in advance.
Of course i will! Al is such a sweet boy, he deserves all the love qwq
Thanks for the ask, by the way! I havent gotten asks and requests in quite some time! Im glad to work on one for you! Please tell me if this is good enough, and if there are any mistakes i need to fix! Love you lots!!!
Down by the River
Alphonse Elric x Reader for Anon
If the people of Resembool hadn't been so familiar with Al's armor body, the sight of a suit of armor drawing in the sand next to the river would have been quite strange. His knees were hugged up to his chest, held there by one hand, while the other drew familiar diagrams on the ground. Once his open palm laid on them, they flashed with light and turned the sand into little figures.
"Did you fight with Ed again?" He must not have heard my approach, because he nearly jumped straight into the air.
"Uh, something like that, I guess," he mumbled, the sound echoey and resonating against his metal body. He started to trace another symbol in the sand as I folded my legs beneath me, sitting at his side as he created more figurines.
"What did Ed say that made you leave?" When I reached out to touch his hand, he jumped again, pulling it back as if I was made of fire.
"N-Nothing! He didn't say anything!"
I raised an eyebrow. "That's weird, because Ed told me where you were hiding because you got in a fight about him talking to Winry."
Al went silent, legs now outstretched in front of him with his hands rested in his lap, thumbs twiddling in a nervous manner. "...yeah, there was that..." His voice got quieter as he avoided my gaze.
A sigh escaped me as I laid my hand on his shoulder. He froze, and I gave him what I hoped was a reassuring smile. "You can tell me anything, Al."
"...anything?"
"Anything."
He rose to his feet, and I followed him, now standing face to face with him.
"The truth is...Ed and I were fighting because he wouldn't confess to Winry...and then he said I couldn't say anything because...I still haven't confessed to you..."
My heart thudded in my chest. This couldn't be real. My childhood crush wants to confess to me?
"I've liked you for a little while, but I didn't want to say anything until I get my body back. I was gonna wait until then, so-"
"Al, it's okay." He stopped talking. It was so confusing, not seeing his expression, not knowing what he was thinking. "I like you, too."
"Really?!" Pure joy and excitement laced his words, reminding me of when we were kids and I promised to play games with him.
I nodded in response, smiling.
His hands grabbed mine, pulling me a little closer to his silver steel body. "Then I want to make a promise!" He squeezed my hands a little bit, almost in a reassuring way. "When I get my body back, I'll come right back to you and confess for real, okay?"
Smiling, I stood on the tips of my toes, barely able to press a kiss to the cheek of his helmet. "It's a promise, then."
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Blond hair swayed in the wind, catching the breeze and letting it filter through the locks of gold. He stood there, back straight and rigid, like a wall. There was an air of resolve and a slight hint of confidence surrounding him.
"You wanted to meet me here?" I asked quietly. He turned around, startled. The confidence and resolve all but vanished when he looked at me. "You told me to dress nice, so..." The dress was one I'd had for a couple years, so it was a little shorter than when I first got it. Even so, it cinched my waist without being too tight, and, at the very least, it covered down to my knees.
"I-It looks great!" Al stuttered, face a deep red as he tried desperately to avoid my eyes. "You look amazing!"
"So, what did you need?" I got straight to the point, even though I was sure I knew what he wanted to talk about.
He chewed his lip, looking around like he was searching for the words, and the river would give him his answer. "Well, I...I made a promise to you here a few years ago..."
One of his hands took mine, and I smiled, stepping closer to him. "I remember that promise. That was one of the happiest days of my life."
If it was possible, the red and his face darkened even more, and I had to physically bite back a little laugh at his state. "I...I mean...I'm not gonna...I won't break that promise!"
He took both of my hands and pulled me to stand directly in front of him. Even with his face so red, and his hands so sweaty, and his voice so shaky, he was still very much the child I had fallen for, but he'd changed. He was older, now. Alphonse was an adult, and he was trying his best to take it seriously.
"So, I'm gonna make another promise," he told me, no longer yelling since we were so close to one another. "If you let me, I promise that I'll stay by your side for the rest of my life!"
My heart soared at his words, and I must have smiled, because he did the same. "Of course, I'll let you," I said. "I love you so much, Al." With all the courage I had, I leaned in to press a feather light kiss to his lips.
Just as his face had started returning to normal, it was crimson, again, and I couldn't stop from laughing this time. Instead of shying away, Al pulled me to him in a hug, his nose pressed into the curved of my neck.
"Thank you, so much," he said softly. "For everything. I love you."
