Jealousy (Alphonse x Reader)

You silently stood by your friend Winry as you watched the pair of brothers fighting. You had no idea what to do, and you had just walked in to find the current scene happening before you. You didn't know why they were fighting, either. They were just trying to hit each other in vain.
"Why are they fighting?" You whispered to your friend.
"I don't even know, one of them whispered something to the other, and they just started trying to hit each other." Winry hastily whispered back. Then Ed called out something that answered the question of what started the fight.
"I'm going to marry Winry!"
"No, I am!"
"I am!"
"I am!"
They hadn't even noticed you were there. They were too rapped up in their argument to notice your presence, let alone the hurt expression that had come across your face. Why did they spend so much time arguing over something like that? They never argued over who would marry you. Well, you only wanted Al to do that, but still.
Winry, not distracted by the fight, had noticed your expression change.
"(Y/n)? What's wrong?"
You tried to find words to describe how you were feeling, but jealousy was the only one that came to mind.
"I'm just a little jealous that they fight over you and have never fought over me," you quietly told Winry.
"Alphonse look! (Y/n)'s here! You can have her and I'll have Winry!" Edward stopped the fight when he realized you were watching. He knew Al wouldn't want to be seen fighting over Winry when you were there. Truth was, you both liked each other, but Al was too shy to tell you. You, similarly, were too afraid of rejection to tell him your feelings.
Ed's outburst caused you to go bright red. "W-what makes you think I would want to m-marry Al?"
Al suddenly looked a bit, disappointed?
'Had he honestly been considering the possibility? Does he like me too?' You thought silently.
"Let's just stop talking about it. Besides, we're not even teenagers yet," Winry tried to end the awkward silence that had filled the room.
"Yeah, let's go get food or something!" Edward and his food obsession.
Ed and Winry left the room. Al and you made eye contact, and you gave him a shy smile before following them.
-Time skip Babe!-
That was years ago. You smiled as the happy memory came back to you. Back then, you weren't constantly worrying about the brothers' safety. You hadn't seen them in a long time, and now you were Winry's assistant at her Auto-mail shop.
You knew that if they came back, this would be the place they would most likely come first. Your house was an hour away by foot, so Winry just let you move in rather than having to walk the long distance every day. You worried constantly about those two, so did Winry and Aunt Pinako. Your mind started to wonder as you worked on the auto-mail that Winry had assigned you to fix. You weren't as good as Winry, but you did seem to have a talent for metal work.
You heard a noise from outside, it sounded like Aunt Pinako talking to someone. Winry quickly stood up from her seat. Putting down your auto-mail in progress, you slowly followed her onto the balcony. She appeared to be aiming her trusty wrench to throw at something, and with a great amount of force, she let it rip. The wrench went flying off the balcony, and the satisfying sound of an impact was followed by a loud exclamation of "Gah!"
"Nice shot Winry! What did you hit?" you questioned.
"Edward Elric! I don't even get so much as a phone call that you were coming after years, and look what you did to my auto-mail! That was my best work!" Winry continued to rant on as you slowly approached the edge of the balcony.
Down on the ground level was Aunt Pinako, Edward, on the ground from the impact of Winry's weapon of choice, and a large muscular man carrying a large box full of broken armor. Now it was your turn to rant.
"Edward Elric what did you do to Alphonse!? Are you trying to get him killed!? How did he get all broken like that!? Do you think no one else cares about what happens to him!?" Your ranting cut off Winry, and now everyone was just staring at you in silence as you carried on for a good whole minute, shouting and questioning about Al.
"(Y/n), were you really that worried about Al?" Winry tried to question without angering you further.
You gave her a look that said 'And you weren't?' before realizing that that little, okay long, outburst may have made them suspicious of your true feelings.
"Yes. I-I'll just be quiet now." You mumbled. And you slowly you sank down below the balcony's rail and decided to just listen for now to what was going on.
"I am Alex Lewis Armstrong. It would be nice if you would come down and introduce yourself."
"That was (y/n). Al's been excited to see her after so long." Ed said this in a playful tone, unknowing to you that this was his way of teasing his brother for his secret feelings. "And I think he would appreciate if she would come down and greet him."
You started crawling towards the door that led inside and towards the stairs. Might as well go greet the guy you have had a crush on forever.
-Another time skip cause I'm a lazy butt!-
Peeking around the corner, you watched the half destroyed suit of armor sit quietly. This would be the first time in years you had talked to Al alone. This was it. You were going to tell him your feelings, whether you were ready or not. You had to get it off your chest, and Al clearly wasn't going anywhere.
"Hey Al," you said reluctantly coming around the corner."Can I talk to you?"
At the sound of your voice, Al snapped to attention. "Sure, I don't have anything else to do. I kind of wanted to tell you something, too."
You carefully took a seat next to him, trying your best to not embarrass yourself after years of not seeing each other.
"Do you want to tell me your thing first?" You questioned, dreading the upcoming confession.
"No, I think you should go. Yours is probably more important."
You gulped. There was no backing out now. You took a deep breath and went for it.
"W-well, ya see, for the longest time, I have kinda, sorta," you cursed yourself mentally for not being able to find the right words, and then a memory popped into your head. It was from when you were kids, and the brothers would fight over Winry. You took a deep breath, and continued.
"Do you remember when we were little, and you and Ed would fight over Winry?"
Al shuffled a lit, slightly uncomfortable. "Yeah."
"Whenever you guys did that I would, kinda," your voice got quieter and you mumbled the last bit quietly so he didn't hear.
"What was that last part?"
"Get jel..." You trailed off again.
"Huh?"
"I WOULD GET JEALOUS! I WOULD GET UPSET WHEN YOU TWO WOULD FIGHT OVER HER AND NEITHER OF YOU WOULD NOTICE THAT IT HURT ME! AND IT MADE ME MAD BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!"
You smacked your hand over your mouth when you realized what you had just said. Your face simultaneously went up a few degrees in temperature. There was no taking that back, your secret was no secret anymore.
"(Y-y/n)?"
Al was interrupted by a shout of excitement from upstairs.
"I TOLD YOU SHE LIKED AL!"
Winry.
"THIS IS GREAT! MY LITTLE BROTHER'S FIRST GIRLFRIEND!"
Edward.
You were now frozen in embarrassment. Al was staring at you, stuck on the ground, and Ed and Winry were up on the balcony practically squealing with joy. They had heard all of that. All of that. All. Of. That.
"I-it's okay i-if you d-don't l-like me b-back."
Al continued to just stare at you.
"Al?"
No response.
"Oh no I broke him!" You started to pace around, trying to think of a way to get a response. A hug maybe?
"I-"
'Al said something!' You thought happily.
"I, love you too. In fact I was going to tell you my feelings before you said anything, but I didn't know how to phrase it."
You nearly fainted upon hearing this. You felt your legs sway slightly, and give out. Lucky for you, Alphonse caught you, even if it was just with one arm.
"Do you really mean it?"
"Yeah, why would I lie?"
You gave him a serious look and narrowed your eyes.
"Touché."
The sound of the door bursting open on the side of the house was accompanied by the sound of Ed and Winry cheering. The pair was soon parading around the yard.
"... 'Da heck is going on?" You ask him.
"Apparently they're happy."
"Maybe that's their happy dance."
"Aye."
(A/n- Them Fairy Tail references.)
Then they started chanting at the top of their lungs.
"Al and (y/n), sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-"
"SHUT UP!" You shouted, annoyed by their teasing. Even if it was kinda true.