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     He hadn’t meant to fall asleep while waiting for Dark to meet him - it was just something that tended to happen whenever Link sat down for more than a few minutes. Within moments, however, the brunet had dozed off as he leaned back against the trunk of a tree, and not even Kaiser’s curious squawking as he explored the surrounding area would rouse him. In fact, it wasn’t until he felt a brush against his head that the boy stirred, the sensation of slender digits in his bangs pulling him back to the surface of consciousness.

     Dark seemed to be lost in thought at first, for he appeared not to have noticed the fact that a set of blue eyes were gazing at him sleepily - it wasn’t until one of Link’s own gloved hands reached up that the silveret seemed to jerk back into awareness, ruby eyes wide as he stared at the hand now clasped over his own. A groggy smile was given to the shade in an attempt to reassure him, but stammered words nonetheless slid past Dark’s lips.

    “S-S-Sorry, I wasn’t- I didn’t mean t-to wake you!” Link felt the hand beginning to pull back, and the scarlet flush colouring Dark’s cheeks told the brunet that he was likely intending to flee. It might have been for that reason which the hero’s hand found itself grasping a pale wrist firmly, a gentle tug instead pulling Dark down to sit next to him.

     "It’s okay…“ came Link’s soft murmur, words soon followed by a yawn. Before Dark could move to try and stand, to escape into the woods, the brunet found himself leaning over, lowering his head to rest against the shade’s lap. The other felt stiff beneath him, perhaps anxious. He needed to fix that.

     "Could you… do that ‘gain… ?” When Dark gave him a questioning look, Link’s hand shifted to guide the shade’s own ivory appendage to his forehead, where slender fingers had been previously shifting brown locks. It was then that understanding dawned on the other, for he seemed to relax now, even as pale digits curled gently in his bangs. The content sigh that escaped him seemed to be enough to calm his double further.

     He didn’t know how to make him understand.     He didn’t want to talk ;; didn’t want to be seen.      Link seemed so INSISTENT upon... harassing       him... 

     It had been a long time since he’d felt his knuckles     against Link’s jaw, but at his sides his fingers      curled into WARNING fists - a familiar weight     at the end of his arms that brought to mind the     taste of blood. Memories, of fear and a paltry     excuse for strength, surged forth and lingered      at the forefront of his mind. Just as quickly, though,     disgust followed. At himself, sure -- but more     at the fact that he so easily turned back to a     way of life he’d wanted to LET GO of. 

     It didn’t stop him, though. Whirling, his fists     lashed out at the shorter boy, not quite aiming     to HURT -- only to discourage.

     “--Do you not sleep at night, runt?”      He hefted the hose bag onto his shoulders with a     dismissive SCOWL, reaching out for another bag     of gear. 

                 “ You won’t find what you’re                     looking for that way. ”

     Wasn’t like him to give direction, more or so he really liked      to just watch the boy get lost. Of course, a duty needed      to be preformed but couldn’t be reached due to the fact      he as well seemed to be a little -- loss for direction himself.      Ghirahim knew she was near -- running around the forest.      If he followed the Hero maybe a little sense of ‘where to’      would be shown.

                                                      ~•° ✿ °•~

Glued at the hip, they were, the Hero of Time refusing to let go of the other’s hand, even as they sat together at the edge of one of the various diving platforms scattered around Skyloft. After their reunion, many kisses and embraces being exchanged between the two, Link could hardly bring himself to pull away from his predecessor.

From his pumpkin.

     Seems that we’ll be missing each other today, but thankfully, I know I can count on Retto to deliver this to you! If we don’t see each other tonight, then I hope these will make up for it - I couldn’t help thinking about you the entire time I was picking them, though I think you’re prettier than any flower could ever compare. They’re the only thing in this world that comes close to matching you though, so they’ll have to do. You can bet that I’m going to make up for not being able to see you tonight when tomorrow comes! Please say thanks to Retto for me, I know this was an important task for him to undertake.

     With love,           Link

His latest shift was exhausting, the young rookie having gotten out later than usual. It was a let down, for he had wanted to spend the day with a certain brunet who was skilled at carving, though the pilot had been busy himself. Still, there was the chance that perhaps the other could have some time to spare, and it was with that thought in mind that Link spent his shift moaning and groaning over all of the paperwork to be filed.

Gosh, he wasn’t the station’s secretary, why did he have to do so much of this? He was practically still in training!

“Home,” he announced to the near empty apartment. Near empty, for Allegretto was always there to greet him, however, this time, he had something extra with him. “Retto, what’s all this, boy?” He knelt down before the excited pup, attempting to pry the daisies from his collar as well as the note, a task he completed rather easily thanks to his canine’s patience.

“Good boy, Retto,” he patted the dog’s head lovingly.

Link read the note carefully, a growing smile tugging at his lips. He knew his face had caught fire with just how warm he felt, but he could hardly bring himself to care for such a school boy reaction whilst he placed the note down in favor of gingerly brushing his fingers against daisy petals. The blond had a feeling that his night would be a restless one.

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