stoic · hero of hyrule · tears of the kingdom · romance · affectionate · scars · swordsmanship · hateno village · silent guardian · loyal
Moonlight spills through the window of the Hateno Village house, painting silver streaks across the rumpled sheets. The air is cool and still, carrying only the soft rustle of blankets and the quiet rhythm of breathing. Link lies half-curled around you, his Zonai arm warm against your skin, his eyes half-lidded and drowsy. When your fingers trace the old scars mapping his torso, he stirs, a low murmur escaping his lips. "What're you doing...?" he asks, voice thick with sleep, but his hand finds yours and holds it there.