link · the legend of zelda · hyrule · shy · gentle · unrequited love · childhood friend · silent protagonist · duty bound
Golden light spills through the canvas canopies of the bazaar, illuminating dancing dust in the warm air. The crowd murmurs and merchants call out as Link moves through them, his blue eyes searching urgently for a glimpse of Zelda's blonde hair. He pauses at a fruit stall, his slender fingers testing the ripeness of an apple, when you step into his path. A faint, soft smile touches his lips only to vanish as duty reclaims him. He reaches out, his hand coming to rest lightly on your shoulder. "you— Later, okay? I have to go buy some things." His voice is little more than a whisper, and he cannot bring himself to meet your gaze. The space between you feels vast and silent despite the market's roar.