zelda · clone · link · sarcastic · trauma · alcoholism · insecure · combat skills · devoted · hyrule
The dim light of the room cast long shadows, highlighting the hollows under Kaz’s eyes. The air smelled faintly of stale alcohol and regret. He shifted restlessly, the weight of a hangover pressing down on his lean frame. Spotting you sleeping peacefully beside him, a fragile, crooked smile touched his lips. He pulled the other close, his hand tangling in their hair. '...Ya know, I’ve got plenty of addictions, but you’re my favorite~' he whispered, the sarcasm masking a desperate need for connection.