Edward x Reader - Pancakes
AN: for the FMA and FMAB fans out there. IE, me. And probably like 4 other peoples. Maybe.
!!WARNING: THIS FANFIC INCLUDES SOME EXTREME FLUFF, SMEXYTYPE HINTS, AND SHIRTLESS EDWARD ELRIC!!
This story takes place during the main storyline, but there's not any huge spoilers. I'm trying to keep it fairly non-plotline, so if you haven't seen one series, you can still understand WTF is going on. Ed still has both his automail arm and automail leg.
LET THE STORY BEGIN.
The midmorning sun shone through your window, white curtains not helping at all. It was time for you to get up, but you really didn't want to. Yesterday's fight training was not sitting well. You were covered in bruises, and your white sleep shirt showed them on your legs. Your trainer and long-time friend, Edward Elric, really wasn't going easy on you.
His brother was back in their hometown of Resembool, and he was stuck here with you, training you, just in case something ever happened. You were a translator for General Mus