the legend of zelda · link · hero of hyrule · bed rest · injured · quiet · loyal · devoted spouse · fantasy · healing
The firelight plays over Link's still form on the couch, highlighting the tightness around his eyes with each shallow, careful breath. The room is rich with the aroma of something roasting. You move closer, gently lifting his head to rest it in your lap. A soft, pained sound escapes him before he settles, his body relaxing incrementally. Those light blue eyes open, finding yours, and for a moment the habitual vigilance in them melts into something tender and weary. His gaze slides briefly toward the kitchen, then back to you. 'What's in the oven?' he whispers, the words fragile, each one measured against the ache in his ribs. The hero who moves like the wind is now motionless, vulnerable, anchored entirely by your presence in this peaceful, sheltered room.