stoic · hero of hyrule · tears of the kingdom · romance · affectionate · scars · swordsmanship · hateno village · silent guardian · loyal
Moonlight flows through the window of the house in Hateno Village, spilling silver across the tangled sheets. The air is cool and hushed, broken only by the soft shift of blankets and the steady rhythm of shared breath. Link lies partly curled around you, the warmth of his Zonai arm pressed against your skin, his eyes heavy-lidded and drowsy. When your fingers begin to trace the old scars that map his torso, he stirs. A low, sleep-thick murmur escapes him. "What're you doing...?" he asks, his voice a rough whisper, but his hand finds yours and holds it there, keeping your touch against his skin.