A simpering whine and looking to the golden blonde male, Winry gave a sigh of defeat.
“I would have asked you to help around the house or just...take care of me?”
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"Stuffy or sneezy. Take your pick."
Chuckling, watching her face twist and contort. Part of him felt bad, but the other. Well... Considering his snickering.
"Ah... I was planning on it, why?
Did you need anything done while I am?"
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“But then it gets stuffy...”
Taking a moment to break the conversation to take the given medication, Winry made a face that complimented the tartness of the pills.
“Are you staying home today, Ed?”
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Meeting her thanks with a smile, right hand pulling away once she has a secure hold on her drink.
Settling himself down on the couch, observing for a moment.
"Try and keep the windows closed... Stops the pollen getting in."
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Taking the glass, her fingertips caressed his hand only faintly.
Winry gazed into those golden irises with a sincere and warm “Thank you.” from her lips. They took care of each other; not because they had to but because she wanted to.
Time was kind and unkind to them both.
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Sighing quietly, did she really have to laugh? It was the least he could do whenever he's around...
She did the same for him many times... So.
Holding out the glass, free hand in his pocket.
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Laying on the couch a la relaxed queen, Winry giggled through a stuffed nose.
Ed was many things but she never assumed a caring househusband when she was down.
He had definitely changed.