#regiuscustos

                                     Down an unknown road to embrace my fate                                            Though that road may wander, it will lead me to you                                               And a thousand years would be worth the wait                                             It might take a lifetime but somehow I'll see it through

                                       Like a shooting star, I will go the distance                                                   I will search the world, I will face its harms                                                    I don't care how far, I can go the distance                                               'Till I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms

Send ⛈ to find my muse in the middle of a thunderstorm, alone and soaked.        

He doesn't know how long he's been out here, in the dark, the rain pelting his face, his clothing soaked and clinging to his skin, as he looked to the heavens, thunder echoing in the distance as lightning danced above.

He has only his wooden bow with him, no danger of being struck down by a bolt from the angry Goddess.

But the sounds help to fill the silence, a void he would rather not be in again.

But even his distraction doesn't detract from the fact that someone is approaching, his ear twitches slightly, he recognized those footfalls.

So he doesn't turn around. He just merely takes a deep breath, the rain doing well to mask any emotion that might have otherwise left evidence of its passing.

The younger gave a small smile as he nodded, seeming satisfied, " I do... you were the one who appeared when I was... when I was lost, I asked for a sign and there you were." he thought it perhaps providence, after all how often does a stranger take someone seeking redemption in, knowing nothing about them and offering to help, he didn't think that happened in this age.

His former clan could try and hunt him down at any time, he could be killed at any time, he was bad news or so he thought and she said he could come with her.

He held her in much higher regard than his former Village Leader, and if there was anyone he'd give his life for it was someone he looked up to. It might be her, it might be someone else, but in the event that the goddess called him to give his life in her service for one of hers, he would do it, and often he wondered if that is what it meant to serve.

Mornings had always been a slow and tedious affair for Sheik.  Perhaps before, it was easier to rise with the sun and to tend to one’s needs.  Before when didn’t feel the warmth of another with them every morning and night.  When they didn’t have someone with lips like velvet pressed against their neck, gesture loving and lazy.  The temptation to simply stay in bed with Impa only increased with each passing day and soon duty was left forgotten in the back of their mind.

But this morning was one filled lingering questions, biting at the back of their mind.

Were they uneasy about what their relationship entailed?

Perhaps.

Yet a part of them also insisted that no.  They weren’t uneasy.  Simply curious about what their ever dutiful partner thought...of how she viewed the both of them.  For she was a woman wise, perhaps even wiser than them, and they were ever eager to listen for each of her words.  For what she had to say.

Hadn’t they always looked up to her, craving for her attention?  For her love?

Impa’s words were enough to pull a smile at Sheik’s lips, amused and perhaps lacking any surprise.  How typical of her.  Yet would they have preferred it any other way?

Certainly not.

“As you said, αγαπητέ μου.  A couple.”  A moment’s pause as the Sheikah mulled it over.  It seemed so very simplistic, describing it as such.  Perhaps romantic overtures did not easily suit the nature of their relationship, but Sheik had always been one for poetic words and overarching ideals of love.  Deep down, they wondered if they truly deserved such fortune.

“But there’s more to it than that.  You’re important.  Not just in matters of the world, of our fate, of our journey.  But you’re important to me.  We are not bound together by only our carnal desires, but also our trust in not only love but of our lives.  To find someone whom I could so wholly trust...”

Sheik took their own cup of tea, nestling it carefully and taking a sip as warmth spread from their core to the tips of their loosely bandaged fingers.  Hidden was the widening of their smile behind the porcelain.

Kiss Meme

There was a moment’s pause as Sheik looked upon the woman that they have looked up to for so very long.  Pulling their cowl down, they revealed the face that so very little people had seen.  

A nervous sigh escaped their lips and they stepped forward, pressing a kiss to Impa’s nose.  

               Happiness.  

She made Sheik happy, gave them comfort and protection.  If anything, she would always be there for them and that was a certainty in life.  

Sheik pulled away from her nose, a small smile on their lips as they soon got down on one knee in front of her.  Almost in reverence as one would give to a queen.  

Taking her hand into their own bandaged one, the Sheikah pressed a kiss to the back of her hand.  

               Respect.  Admiration.  Reverence.

Their lips trailed down to her knuckles. 

               Protectiveness.  

A glance up at the older Sheikah and a slightly embarrassed flush, Sheik finally pressed a kiss to her fingertips.  

               I care about you.  

Then their cowl was pulled back up though the gentle expression in their crimson eyes didn’t fade.  These didn’t seem enough to truly convey how Sheik felt for Impa.  Their guardian, their teacher…and so much more.