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Sheik stretched as he walked out of the Inn, Link was at his side while Navi lounged on his shoulder. The trio moved lazily through the slowly awakening, but not yet bustling, village in silence. After a short time, Sheik felt Link slip a thumb through a loop of material at the waist of his breeches. The soft weight of Link's hand pulling at the material that laid against his hips was oddly comforting. He swallowed hard as he was struck by the innocent intimacy of the Hero's action, but found that he could not hold back the lazy smile it evoked. It was strange to Sheik, that he could be so incredibly happy so soon after the mornings events.

Link took a deep breath in through his nose before letting it escape slowly through his mouth. He smiled and carefully lifted Sheik's hand from his chest, slipping silently from the bed. As he stood at the edge of the bed, he smiled down at the Sheikah's face. It was odd to sleep in the same bed with the man this time, though he supposed that was likely because he was aware of the older man being nude. He blushed, fighting back a giddy little giggle as he looked away from Sheik's face to see Navi curled up on the man's stomach. He bit his lip, swallowing back the happy noise that wanted to escape from lips at the cuteness of the sight. Frown

Sheik shivered violently, cursing himself for exerting so much strength in the frigid weather. He was freezing, soaked with sweat from the effort it took to unthaw the Zora princess and paying for it as the harsh chill of the air seemed to pass right through him. But, he couldn't very well have left the princess trapped in the ice with her fellows. Not only would it serve to smooth things along with King Zora for Link, having her safe, but she was a Sage. If she were trapped within the icy prison like her brethren, all of Link's efforts to move ever closer to Ganondorf would be in vain. At the thought of Link, Sheik smiled in spite of himsel

It was odd to Sheik, the feeling of moving without moving. He had moved himself over great distances using magic for years, but it was so fast that one barely had time to register that they were moving at all. But this, riding on a horse, it was different, disconcerting. It felt off, and to compensate he kept himself pressed tightly against Link's chest, "I still don't enjoy being on a horse." Link shook his head and laughed as he gently spurred Epona on, keeping the horse at a quick and steady gallop. "Y'sound like a kid." Sheik snorted, "Well excuse me for having something to be childish about." Laughing a bit more, Link patted Sheik's a

Link shook his head,‭ ‬slowly removing his hand from the hilt of the Master Sword,‭ ‬leaving the blade in its place on the Pedestal of Time.‭ ‬He felt...‭ ‬strange.‭ ‬Looking down at himself he knew that it was his body,‭ ‬at least his body from seven years prior,‭ ‬but it felt odd.‭ ‬He reached a hand back,‭ ‬feeling for the bow Sheik had fixed to a belt upon it and frowned when all he felt was the hilt of the Kokiri Sword.‭ ‬Looking himself over once again,‭ ‬he furrowed his brow upon noticing that the bag Shei

Sheik stretched, murmuring softly as he slept, the troubled thoughts of the previous night replaced by a pleasant dreamless sleep. He was delightfully warm, so delightfully warm in fact, that the covers were beginning to make him uncomfortable. He shifted just a bit, attempting to push the covers off or at least down, when he noticed that his left arm was caught or trapped by something. He slowly opened his eyes, blinking sleepily as his mind was pulled into wakefulness and noticed pale blond hair staring him in the face. He carefully sat up as much as he could manage and looked down, spying the sleeping form of Link snuggling against him ato