silent · stoic · link · the legend of zelda · swordsmanship · protective · romance · fantasy · country boy · conflicted
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting flickering gold across the worn wooden floor of your cottage. Outside, Hyrule’s twilight bleeds through the curtains. Link sits on the edge of your bed, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his eyes fixed on you. He traces the curve of your jaw with a glance, then looks away. How am I supposed to leave this?