Arrogance Is Bliss (Discontinued)

Chapter Six

As much as I hated to admit it, I was grateful for Link doing that. Yes he was a complete asshole, tried to get frisky with me twice, and kept me waiting all morning for him, but he sort of redeemed himself with preventing me from freezing solid.
"I can hear your teeth grinding," he said, looking at me. "Are you still cold, or are you plotting to cut my dick off?"
I looked at him in the corner of my eye.
"I'm not saying anything," I said.
"...she's plotting to cut my dick off..." he muttered quietly with a welp shit look.
A few minutes went by, painstakingly slow.
"Do you have any ideas on how we could get warmer? Its still really cold," I huffed, my teeth slightly chattering. Epona and Ivory huddled together, Epona facing us, and hugging Ivory's left side, whilst Ivory was hugging Epona's left side and facing away from us. They seemed pretty content.
"I'll grab my bedroll, you should too," he said, "the more layers, the warmer we should get,"
I nodded, not really wanting to get out of his pocket of warmth. Still an asshole, just has good ideas, I grumbled to myself. We rummaged in our horses' packs and pulled out some thick leather furs, and some normal fleecy furs. Good thing I prepared for this trip earlier by thinking to get furs.
"I have a really large thick fur blanket," Link said, holding up a grey fluffy roll.
"I see,"
"If you lay beside me in your bedroll, I can put this on top of us both, and put the other waterproof leather furs on top of that," he said. "Makes for more warmth,"
I nodded.
"Go for it," I decided I'd sleep in my armour tonight, extra fur I guess.
"Epona, wake us if anything attacks us," Link called out. Epona let out a snort, shaking her mane.
"Thank you," he said, throwing both large furs over us.
"This is nice," I commented, finally feeling some inkling of warmth.
Link merely lay there, watching me on his side.
"It is," he agreed. He just kept staring at me. His eyes were a really smooth blue, not quite sapphire and not quite ice. Kind of, cerulean, I noticed.
"Do I have something on my face?" I asked, remembering he was staring still.
"Not yet," he said, "do I have something on mine? You keep staring,"
"No," I said, going to roll over. I could feel him still staring at me.
"Why are you still staring at me?" I asked, through gritted teeth.
"Now would be the best time to get closer, its going to get colder than this after midnight," he said, holding his arm up, lifting the blankets so I could move closer.
"I still hate you," I muttered, letting myself be wrapped in his arms, and enjoying the heat.
"I know," he said. It was quiet for a few minutes, then I heard him whisper to me.
"You still planning on cutting my dick off?"
I groaned.
"We'll see,"
~
An hour later

I was woken by something hard jabbing into my side. I went to move, so it wouldn't keep jabbing me, but Link was hugging me, his legs wrapped around mine, and his head rested on the top of my chest. The jabbing was definitely coming from him, he's probably gone to bed with a sword sheath still on. Idiot.
He was definitely taller than me, Link was. His arms had wrapped effortlessly around me, his hands joined. I shifted slightly. Ugh, there was that jabbing again. Link stirred a little, mumbling quietly and I watched quietly. He smiled in his sleep, then kissed my chest piece before quietening down again. I was trying to think of where that sword must be. Until my eyes fell upon a sword hilt, behind him in the snow. If that's his sword there, then what is stabbing me in the side? I frowned. He stirred again, his arms moving. His hand rested on the moulded breast of my chest piece. I raised an eyebrow at that. His sleeping hand gently caressed it, seemingly groping at it. Funny, I could feel the warmth from his hand on my skin, almost as if it was burning through my chest piece. When he'd stirred earlier, his head had tilted up, he was facing me. He looked so peaceful when he slept. So pretty. Handsome even.
I raised an eyebrow at that from myself. I tried to relax. I couldn't.
"...what are you...doing...?" A sleepy voice drew my attention. I looked down, those cerulean eyes were boring into mine. "I just woke up maybe ten minutes ago now," I said, "Something was stabbing me,"
Link froze, "Sorry," he muttered sheepishly.
"For wha—OH," I realised then and there what was stabbing me.
"It's a guy thing, I am honestly really sorry,"
"I know it's a guy thing!" I said, a little bit irked. "But could you like, control it please?"
"Very hard to do, especially when I'm sleeping beside a woman," he said.
"Mostly happens when I'm around pretty women, but when I'm half asleep or asleep, happens whenever it wants,"
"Hm,"
"By the way, that wasn't a compliment towards you," he sniffed.
"I didn't even think that you tried to compliment me," I said, icily, laying back down again. He wasn't hugging me this time, I pouted to myself, it was much warmer that way. I looked to the moon in the sky, it wasn't even midnight yet.
"What's the time?" He asked.
"Not even past midnight yet," I muttered.
"Heh," he huffed.
A few more minutes went by, silently.
"Are you cold?" I heard him ask quietly.
I silently moved closer and laid down, putting my head on his chest, and he tucked his arm I was under over my back, his hand resting on my hip.
"I'm sorry," he said, thinking I was asleep. I kept my eyes shut and my breathing normal.
"I'm sorry for how I've treated you," he murmured, not wanting to wake me. "I'm sorry for being an asshole, but you didn't make it easy to stop, you're so stubborn and asshole yourself," he chuckled quietly.
"I'll admit, I found it strange when I found you inside that shrine that day, I wasn't sure you were alive,"
I kept listening.
"And I'll admit that I was a little irked that a woman, especially the weak withered one I found, was going to be my tutor," he said. "I mean, something weak ending up teaching me to be stronger? Come on,"
I listened intently, whilst still holding up the fast asleep facade.
"I'll also admit, you are rather beautiful," he muttered, going pink. If it wasn't so cold, and his cheeks not already a rosy pink, then they would be.
I felt featherlight fingertips brushing my cheek. I flinched, not expecting that, and deciding to 'wake' up then.
"Jeez you're a light sleeper..." he stared at me wide eyed, probably wondering if I'd heard all he said. I did, but he didn't know that.
"Something tickled my face," I said, half asleep sounding.
"Well whatever it was, I got rid of it," he said, "now, back to sleep for us both,"