Mystic in the Air - Ghirahim x female reader

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Coming to Terms

A/N: I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU I PROMISE!!

Someone is shouting outside your tent. Groggily, you sit up and rub your eyes.

"(Y/n)!?" a familiar voice yells.

You crawl out of your sleeping bag and peek outside the tent.

"There you are!" Hummer exclaims.

You look down at her beaming smile.

"Link told me you were back!" she explains excitedly.

"Yep," you sigh.

"Now we can hang-out again!"

She jumps up ecstatically with energy.

"You missed me that much?" you ask.

She nods furiously.

"Hold on, let me get dressed," you mumble, stepping inside.

Letting out a deep sigh, you quickly slip out of your pajamas and into your wrinkly tunic. It smells a little funny. Hopefully no one will notice. After tying your shoes, you step back outside.

"Okay, what do you want to do first?" you ask.

Groose's POV: A couple hours later

I move my sword sheath to the opposite shoulder as I walk towards the Goddess Statue. He's tied up now. Link is leading another group to flush out the surrounding forest... again. Zelda is helping out at the Academy today. That just leaves me and him. I push the hidden door and step inside. It's damp in here. My nose scrunches up at the smell. It'll get much more fowl in here soon. I squeeze my sword hilt and draw it as I step inside.

"A visitor, how... surprising. You couldn't go a single day without seeing me again?" a mellifluous voice rings out.

I ignore him and walk into the room.

"Must run in the family," Ghirahim replies to himself, licking his lips.

"Shut up," I growl.

"Make me," he hisses.

I take a deep breath. My head immediately clears.

"I have a question," I say slowly, closing my eyes.

"And what in the world could that be?" he asks.

I open my eyes and look into his. He's staring down at me. His arms and legs are being spread apart by the chains. Just looking at that makes me uncomfortable. If his arms weren't being stretched out of his body, then they'd be crossed.

"What did you do to her?" I ask.

"You need to be more specific. I've done a lot of things to a lot of people, men included," he says.

"(Y/n)! What did you do to (y/n)!?" I scream.

He purses his lips and looks off to the side. I bite the inside of my cheek.

"Answer me!" I exclaim.

I barely pick up on his mumbling something.

"Speak. Up," I demand.

"I didn't do anything to her!" he yells back.

"Well, you definitely did something!" I scream.

He turns back to me, fury in his eyes. Thank Hylia the roles aren't reversed right. The look he's giving me could kill.

"She did something to me. And you know what that something was? Kindness. And compassion. She made me feel things that I never thought I could," he admits.