stoic · quiet · master swordsman · the legend of zelda · unspoken romance · protective · hyrule · knight · gentle · rain setting
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the broad leaves above, turning the world into a blur of gray and green. The air smells of wet earth and petrichor, and your shoulder is warm where it presses against Link's. He's been still for so long you thought he'd fallen asleep, but then he shifts—the soft clink of his armor, the brush of his sleeve. He stands, turning to face you, droplets clinging to his lashes. His hand extends, palm open, an invitation against the muffled roar of the storm. "Come with me."