New Home - BotW Link x Reader (Undergoing Revisions)

Chapter 29

It was cold. You were shivering and you were not enjoying yourself in the slightest. Link looked like a child with the way he watched the snow fall around him, but you were huddled up in two cloaks, your thickest tunic, and three pairs of pants. You only had your finger-less gloves with you, so your fingers were clenching the reins with all the force you could muster and then releasing them just to keep them from going numb.

At least you had some pretty scenery. You had made it to the snowfields and Link insisted that you didn't stop at the stable for the rest of the day, though you had been able to spend a short while there while Link took care of a nearby shrine. The snow was up to the horse's shoulders in most parts but the roads were much less deep.

The stable hands regularly went up and down the roads with special machines attached to the horses, so that the snow was pushed off of the road. It was slow work for them, but they did it so that travelers like yourself and Link could travel safely and easily through the fields.

The snow sparkled as the sun shone on the drifts and that was a beautiful sight, but you cursed the snow for being able to withstand the sun's warmth and refuse to melt. The trees were now few and far between, but the tall evergreens in the distance were quite lovely with the way their vibrant hues of green stood against the pale backdrop.

The tower, glowing an eerie orange and standing imposingly over you partway up a mountain trail, still seemed so far away even though you were so close. You were nearly to the foothills of the snowcapped mountain that the tower sat itself upon, and from there you'd be forced to wind up a trail that twisted around the side of the mountain. Riding in the snow was no fun, being in the cold no more so. Riding up a hill in these conditions did not seem like a good time for you.

You still preferred this over the desert, though.

Link stared up at the gently falling snow with a childlike amusement. There was a twinkle in his eyes and his cheeks bore red patches from the cold. The tip of his nose was red and the wind nipped at his bare neck and down his tunic but he didn't seem to care. You sighed and took off your scarf after a particularly bitter blast of wind.

Reaching to your left, you grabbed Epona's reins and stopped her and used your other hand to slow Nayru simultaneously. Still leaning over, you wrapped the scarf around Link's neck as he looked at you curiously. You made sure that it was nice and snug before settling yourself back into your saddle.

"Won't you be cold?" This was Link's dumb question as you urged Nayru to walk again. The mare obliged and Epona fell into step next to her without Link needed to signal her to.

"Weren't you?"

"Not really," he said. "I can handle the cold pretty well."

"Even if you don't feel cold, you'll get sick that way. And when you do get sick, I'm not going to take care of you."

"Why not?"

"Because I told you to wear more layers to prevent you from getting sick, and so if you choose to ignore me and get sick anyway, then why should I feel bad and use my own energy to take care of you?"

"That may be a logical way to look at it, but will you really be able to deny this innocent little face help?"

You looked over at him, saw his cheeky smile and the eyes you'd grown to love to see, and flashed him a quick smirk before looking away. "Yes," you said, "and quite easily at that."

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The snow was falling heavier now, so much so that it was getting tough to see more than a few feet in front of you. The large flakes of snow danced in and out of your vision and all you could see were varying shades of white and barely discernible objects just out of your range of sight.