#xelynk

ZeLink Week Day 1 - Reunion

The hug lasted longer than it was supposed to, but Xelda didn’t plan on letting go. When he asked Lynk if she remembered him, it took her longer than he would’ve liked for her to answer, but he could wait. He waited 100 years for her answer, he could wait another minute.

She gave a slight nod of the head before answering in that gentle but crisp voice of hers, “I…I remember you. I remember you better than I remember myself.”

Her answer hurt him a little, but he would make sure she remembered. He tightened the hug and she did as well, although hesitantly. His fingers laced through her hair and he let out a content sigh. He wished they could stay like this forever, embracing each other and silently enjoying each others company. However, they’d have to part soon. But he had waited a century for their reunion, so maybe Lynk wouldn’t mind waiting another minute.

Small rambling under the cut

(Warning: more platonic than shipping. Also, I didn’t plan on doing anything related to Zelda’s (Xelda’s) short hair, but here we are.)

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Xelda looked at his now short hair in the mirror. He rubbed the back of his neck and his eyes met Lynk’s in the mirror. She observed him for a moment before opening her mouth to say something, but he was quick to stop her.

“It’s fine,” he said. “I wanted this….I needed this.”

She nodded and began to deal with the mess on the floor.

Xelda looked back at his reflection, short hair wasn’t something he was accustomed to, but he could get used to it. A part of him planned on growing it out again, but for the time being, it was going to stay short. He looked at Lynk, who had just thrown away the last clippings of his blond hair. She probably didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to cut his hair, so maybe he could try to explain it to her. “Lynk,” he started.

She turned to look at him.

“Do you know why I wanted to cut my hair?”

Lynk stayed quiet before slowly answering, “…To the Sheikah, the cutting of hair means…”

“Renewal,” they both said.

(Warning: I haven’t played Twilight Princess, so some things may be off. Also, not really related to the moon, stars, or sky, just set at dusk.)

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Xelda sighed and stood up from his desk. He made his way to the window and opened it, which let a warm, Spring breeze flow into the study. He leaned on the windowsill and closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of the setting sun. He opened his eyes after a minute and watched the now quieting Castle Town. The people have been recovering well from the Twilight incident.

Speaking of Twilight, he wondered how Midna was doing. He and Lynk had visited the Mirror of Twilight not too long ago and talked, mainly about Midna, but occasionally other subjects would come up. He liked it whenever Lynk told him about Ordon. He’s been meaning to visit, but he’s been so busy as of late.

His attention was then drawn to a creature laying on the cliffside close to Hyrule Castle. A sly smile came across his face. “Well what do we have here? Lynk, is that you?” He knew the creature was looking at him and decided to wave. The creature rose to its full size and shook itself off, showing that it was a wolf. Xelda smiled, he knew it.

The wolf turned her back to him and tilted her head back as she howled his favorite song. He subconsciously leaned closer as he tried to hear the lullaby better. The performance lasted only a few minutes but it felt as if it was over as soon as it started. He quietly watched the wolf leave and sighed, hoping she would visit later. Or perhaps he should visit her.

Xelda paced back and forth before the Spring of Power. He had been sobbing earlier when he was in the waters but upon coming out, his sorrow turned into anxious muttering, as he tried to list things that were wrong with him. He then stopped dead in his tracks and looked at Lynk. Besides tending the fire, she had done nothing but watch him. He took a breath before asking, “What do you think is wrong with me?”

Lynk seemed surprised by the question but the look on her face told Xelda that she was thinking of a legitimate answer. Xelda sighed, having regretted asking the question, but would take the answer with dignity. And maybe if God Hãlia’s chosen one knew what was wrong with him, then maybe would finally be able to get this power. Lynk’s answer, however, was surprising.

“You have your moments,” she said.

“My moments? What do you mean?”

“…You…have flaws, but so does everyone else,” she quickly added. “But…when those flaws are applied to the right situation, they’re no longer flaws, they’re benefits.”

Xelda was confused; how in the world could a flaw become a benefit? “How so?”

Lynk shifted in her spot before carefully choosing her wording for her next sentence. “You tend to be…stubborn sometimes.”

Xelda scoffed, he already knew that was wrong with him, he had been told so by his father many times.

“But when you think about it, stubbornness and perseverance are one in the same; both involve determination to achieve a goal. Whether it be prayer or escaping your appointed knight,” Lynk said with a slight laugh.

The laugh caused Xelda to smile a bit.

“There’s nothing wrong with you. If there was, then you wouldn’t be doing this. I know you’re not doing this by choice, but even then, you’re going above and beyond to unlock this power. That’s perseverance at its finest.”

Xelda thought about it for a moment. “I guess.” He hesitantly sat down beside her instead of across like he usually did. “Thank you, Lynk.”