New Home - BotW Link x Reader (Undergoing Revisions)

Chapter 39

You were surprised at how little things changed. It had been several hours since you and Link had finally, finally, made yourselves official but so far, not much felt different. It was the next day; Link was napping, his head resting in your lap, while you were busy making something off to the side of your lap. It was business as usual for the two of you, for a lazy afternoon. The only thing that was different was that you now had a title and that everything was in the open.

You no longer had to hide your feelings, or be embarrassed about them. Everything could flow naturally now, without interruption. And you were more than excited to see what was in store for the two of you.

You were doing your best to replicate his paraglider. His fit the both of you, sure, but the added weight ensured that you didn't go nearly as far than if it was just one of you using it. So, earlier, you had carved two curved pieces of wood and now you were finishing up knitting the cloth that would fit between them. It seemed to be coming out alright so far- yours wasn't nearly as clean-knit as Link's was, but you blamed that on the fact that you were simply just a bit out of practice.

It was simple work and it kept you occupied while Link rested. You worked for a while in the relative quiet. The horses were nearby, grazing as per usual. The area you were in was peaceful and calm, but eventually, you grew bored. You were still in the same clearing you had camped in.

When you first woke up this morning, you had prepared to set out on the road when Link had woken up. Everything was packed up, and you had already put Epona's saddle on. You were fixing her bridle when Link rolled over and told you that he didn't feel like going anywhere today. You weren't very surprised, so you took her saddle off again and she nudged your shoulder with her nose as if to thank you.

You had then gone over and crouched down next to Link. Setting an elbow on your knee, you placed your chin in your palm and looked at him with an eyebrow raised. He looked up at you, his face still conveying to you that he was sleepy. He yawned, and you bit down on your cheek to suppress your smile. You asked him, when he was finished yawning, when exactly he was planning on saving the world. He shrugged before turning so he was lying on his side. He reached up with one hand and tugged on a loose piece of your hair absentmindedly.

Sighing, you had sat down next to him. He pulled himself into your lap again, and you looked down into his upside-down face which had a crooked smile stretched across it. He reached up and placed a hand on each cheek before he pulled you down towards him. He met you halfway, meeting your lips in a quick kiss.

You remembered that the gesture simultaneously sent shocks of electricity through your body and chills down your spine, but warmed your heart and cheeks. Despite the roughness of the conditions you often faced, his lips were soft and gentle. When he pulled away, your lips were met with a chill from no longer having his warmth there.

When he lowered back into your lap, you sighed and shook your head, though a smile graced your features. You had given in, knowing that he was going to, and had already gotten, his way. You had simply placed your hands on his chest around him, officially giving up. The sun had come out from behind some clouds after a moment, though, and he had grabbed your hands to block his eyes.

And now, he was still asleep, and you were still bored. You set the nearly-finished glider off to the side, deciding to finish it later. You poked Link's cheek, attempting to wake him up. His brows furrowed and he swatted your hands away, but his eyes didn't open. He mumbled something, but you didn't hear anything that resembled an actual word, so you poked him again. He groaned, turning onto his side so one of his cheeks was pressed into your legs. The unprotected cheek he covered with his hand.