The Attic (Ghirahim x reader🍋)

chapter 21

Your pov

The deed is done. I feel horrible. I never wanted things to turn out this way.

I walked back into the room that Link was left in, it had been left in. It had been about 20 minutes and when I entered the room, Link was just sat there his face in his hands. When he saw me enter he immediately ran up to me.

"Y/n! Are you okay??" He shook my shoulders.

I couldn't reply, I was too ashamed. My head remained facing down and my bottom lip began to tremble, tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

Link lifted my chin, gently and I gave him a soft smile, tears threatening to fall from my eyes. I lifted up a bottle in my left hand.

"Oh y/n." Link pulled me into a hug and I instantly began to sob into his shoulder.

He rubbed the back of my head, telling me words of encouragement but I couldn't bring myself to listen to them. What had happened, happened and I couldn't do anything about it.

After about 20 minutes of me crying into Link's shoulder, we were kicked out of the pub and we slowly made our way back home.

When we arrived at the front door, I glanced over to Ghirahim's house and saw him, in the window, staring.

What the--

"I'll make you some soup." Link's voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"Huh..oh yeah.."

I looked back at the house and he was gone.

I probably just imagined it, I'm tired.

I got indoors and sat on the sofa almost immediately. Link left the room to go and make soup.

I sat down and let my body sink into the soft material. Soon enough I felt my eyes flutter closed.

Link's pov

I came back into the living room to see y/n fast asleep.

She must be exhausted.

I went over to her and lifted her up bridal style, then I walked over to her bed and sat her down.

Why is this such a common occurance nowadays?