Breath of the Wild - One Shots

Mutual Feelings, Pt. 13

Author's Note: I ain't sorry.

Summary: Who knows? We can only go up from here, right?

"No." You called out to whoever was knocking. The knocking persisted despite you barricading the door with stacks of books and unused chairs that had been left in the hall days prior. Ink dribbled across your desk, large blobs of black liquid obscured your old workpapers that were now crumbled and torn. They didn't matter anymore.

The old book given to you laid open on the board in front of you. Its pages were tattered and picked at, ripping slightly at every seam and corner. It had to be in here somewhere. Keumi had passed a few weeks ago and you hadn't bothered to return to the Village as facing Seoi was something you had no desire to do. The least you could do for her was stay away. Afterall, that is what she wanted.

"Open up!" It was a male's voice, Revali. He had been visiting often after the incident. The majority of the time, he was already on the grounds for Champion-related events and had found your room at the direction of a few gossiping maids. The talk had taken an upward spike in the castle after your return. Very few would stop you, but those that would always asked about your relations to Revali. It wasn't any of their business. Plus, nothing was official. Nothing was going on.

"No." You repeated with the same monotone sound.

"Then I'll break the door down." The door began shaking, almost comically. The hinges creaked and squeaked as the handle juggled this way and that as the assailant attempted to grant himself entrance. The nob turned and stopped, then turned the other direction. "Excuse me?" He must be speaking to someone outside. His voice became muffled as you assumed he walked away, possibly giving up. You should have known him better than that by now.

You traced the map in front of you, a small line linking your route in the desert to the other locations of materials you gathered for the elixir. Everything had been done exactly to the "t" as per the book's instructions. How could it have gone so horribly wrong? You had been trying to contact this supposed "medicine man," but each and every Zora you spoke to couldn't identify where he resided nor where he was currently. The bowl the elixir had been made in was encased in glass in the corner of your room. The cage you used in the desert was next to it. Maybe you had miscalculated something there? Perhaps the material used to encase the flower was incorrect... or maybe there wasn't enough water flow.

Shaking your leg at a swift pace, you studied the excess materials. The minerals were all fine, they were typical ones used in medicine. The greenery was fresh when used, now dried and pinned to the wall. You groaned, squeezing your eyes shut to ward off the third headache of the day. It wasn't even lunch yet, just past breakfast in fact.

"I hope you don't me letting myself in." Revali stepped through your window, a gust of wind swirling the loose papers around the room.

"Revali!" You rose to your feet, jumping to grasp every paper. He paid no mind, trotting over to the unmade bed where he sat down and crossed one leg over the other. His eyes scanned the room, he had never been in here before. Your desk was a mess, stacked high with new books and papers while older ones were stacked in front of the door. The bed he was sat on was inlaid into the wall, a few trinkets were posted and sat on shelves. He noticed the drawing of him you had done around the time the two of you first met, the extensive studies on the Divine Beasts, and the group photo you had been left out of at the time.

"Good to see you too." He chuckled, making himself comfortable. "When did you last sleep?"

Too homed in on your work, you brushed him off.

"When did you last eat?" Persisting, he kicked one leg over the other and continued ruffling up your blankets. "When are you going to answer your lover?"