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hxney-lemcn · 4 months ago

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Affection-Starved — The Chain x gn! reader

summary: poor reader isn't used to the casual affection the group offers, but their favorite Link finds himself indulging in giving them some extra love.

a/n: Wind's is obvi platonic, some of these got more out of hands than others...oops. Not 100% romantic but like...lowkey is who am I trying to fool LMAO

wc: 3.1k

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Legend

As much as Legend liked to pretend he didn’t care, he was probably the one who knew the most about each member of the chain. He found himself watching the others, taking in each member’s small quirks. The way Twilight’s nose would twitch at a smell no one else could perceive, how Hyrule seemed entranced with shiny objects, how you always seem entranced with any form of affection. You were pretty good at hiding it, if not for the way your shoulders would tense or the way your lips twitched to keep your natural expression as Twilight ruffled your hair or Wars bumped your shoulders.

It honestly ate at Legend. You clearly liked the affection, your smile becoming a bit warmer and your eyes hopeful. For someone who was trying to push others away (you especially since you were particularly dangerous), he was doing a terrible job. Once again, Legend found himself watching the others, most chatting happily or playing a game, Time was out patrolling the parameter, and you…you looked…sad. Did the others really not notice? Your eyes looked so crestfallen, even if your usual neutral expression rested on your face. You had isolated yourself from the others, that itch eating away at Legend. You had grown on him, a dangerous prospect to the hero of legend, but he’d be damned if he just let you mope alone.

So, putting his sewing kit away, Legend found himself sitting beside you. His stiffness melted as seconds passed without a word, the fire crackling a few meters away. With a sigh, he finally gained the confidence to wrap an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side. He could feel your muscles tense under him, the way you hesitated in his hold. ‘Is this okay?’ he whispered so only you could hear, and the small nod you gave made him relax. Slowly you relaxed with him, putting more of your weight into his side. Legend could feel the stare of the others burn into you both, but he ignored them in favor of feeling your warmth surrounding him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Twilight

Twi was naturally more affectionate than he realized. Growing up and taking care of the village children, he didn’t notice when he ruffled someone's hair or pulled them into a side hug. That was until he found your startled expression, which you had quickly tried to fix. He tried to apologize, but you cut him off stating that you just weren’t used to…well affection in general. Poor boy's heart split in two at that. Now he had a new mission to accomplish. Getting you used to affection. Hugs, patting your back, holding your wrist, hip checking you…okay so some forms were more teasing than others, and he may have found himself smug everytime he managed to make you crack your cool facade, but he also enjoyed the soft smiles that inevitably spread across your lips.

Twi would be lying if he said he didn’t shower you with more affection than the others. He loved your reactions, the way you shied away, even better when you slowly started embracing it. The first time you had initiated affection had him smiling widely and blushing profusely. It wasn’t much. An uncertain, shy expression rested on your features, you were clearly nervous. Twi found himself anticipating what could possibly make you feel this way, his imagination getting the best of him. Your hand raised up as you patted his mousy hair gently. He felt his cheeks warm at how cute you were, a giant smile overtaking him. He had refrained from teasing you too much, not wanting to scare you off.

This man is so, so smug no matter what, feeling proud that you felt comfortable enough with him. It’s strange how you could make something he didn’t think twice about become something all he could think about. He didn’t mind though, he liked the way you managed to make his heart flutter with every little touch.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Sky

He didn’t really notice at first. In fact, he was dead asleep the first time he pulled you into his impromptu cuddle pile. When he awoke, your form snug into his side, he didn’t think much of it. Sure it was nice, you were warm and he felt sleep call for him once more, but it was normal to find himself wrapped around the other heroes, it was bound to happen with you. With a sleep smile, he found himself nuzzling back into your hair…until he felt how fast your heart was beating…how were you not dead? Sky unwillingly pulled away, you were in fact awake and it looked like you were in pain. Quickly, Sky scrambled back, sleepiness long forgotten in his worry of your comfort.

You apologized, much to his confusion, shyly mumbling about how you didn’t mind, you just weren’t used to such affections. Shaking his head, he sent you a beaming smile, mentioning that if he or anyone else ever made you uncomfortable to let them know. Yet that didn’t seem to be the problem at all. In fact it seemed like you yearned for the intimate acts, always placing yourself beside Sky as he slowly nodded off. You had become his pillow more likely than not, and it almost seemed like you were anticipating it. The thought made his stomach fill with butterflies and a blush coat his cheeks.

It was when your hand had found its way into his hair one night that he knew he was a goner. Your touches were gentle and hesitant, fingers softly carding through his hair making both his eyes droop and heart accelerate. His arms found purchase around your torso, head nuzzling into your shoulder. It had become very clear to everyone just who his favorite cuddling buddy was, and he’s not sure if he’d cuddle with anyone else ever again.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Hyrule

The boy wasn’t as confident as the others, finding himself in awe of their everything. That seemed to be something the two of you could relate to. The other heroes made everything look easy, from swinging a sword showing their care. Hyrule always wanted to join in when Warriors would hug your shoulders when you managed to improve your fighting technique, or when Wind would drag you around by your hand so effortlessly. Little did you know that Hyrule admired you as well, watching in awe as you managed to keep up with seasoned fighters despite being a civilian yourself.

It wasn’t until you found yourself hurt that he finally managed to initiate any contact between you both. It was a small scrape, barely there on your palm and a small frown on your lips. Hyrule didn’t hesitate to heal the wound, finger tips glowing as your skin mended back together. Your eyes widened, cheeks warming at the feeling of his fingers barely touching your palm. You must’ve gotten too used to being with the others as your fingers twitched, intertwining your fingers. Hyrule felt his face burn as you whispered a small thanks, your smile was so warm and you were looking at him so softly…

You were internally going crazy. You had never initiated something like this before, it felt so intimate, but the way Rulie couldn’t meet your eyes but continued to hold your hand confirmed your hypothesis. He was just like you all those months ago when you first joined the rag tag group, and they had helped bring you out of your shell, so you would help Rulie break out of his. It was still hard for you to reach out first, but you made yourself try, starting out small until Hyrule found himself reaching for you first, meeting each other halfway. You never thought you’d be the one to help break someone out of their shell, but you didn’t mind if it meant you had a cute traveller glued to your side.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Time

Time himself was more closed off, with arms crossed and always slightly outside of the group. It was clear to anyone with eyes that even if he was an integral part of the group, he did not see himself fully a part of it. Time noticed that you seemed to feel the same way, watching longingly as the others rough-housed like you wanted to join, or how your face lit up when they’d mess up your hair (no matter how much you grumbled and pouted). Time found himself endeared by you, it was clear you were not used to such affections, but made every effort to act like it didn’t affect you as much as it did. He couldn’t help the mischievous part of him that would reach out for your hand or brush your hair away from your face, soaking up your flustered reactions.

Time was much more subtle with his affections towards you than the others, which only seemed to make his actions all the more special. He wouldn’t admit that the way your stunning eyes searched for him made him feel more smug, or the way you’d walk by his side during your treks warmed him. You were just the sweetest thing, and he found himself having a sweet tooth more often than not. Oh, and when you had jumped one night, the sound of a twig breaking in the forest startled you, causing you to cling to his arm…he was basically putty. Your eyes frantically searched for any sign of a monster as you pushed further into his side. Time decided not to tease you too much, as your world didn’t have monsters like theirs did, and he took his arm out of your hold only to wrap it around your waist.

You tensed in his hold, this was the most affection Time had ever shown you, but when his hand found your hair, gently soothing you that it was mostly likely some sort of animal, you ended up melting in his hold. You could feel the others watching, snickers sounded just over the crackling of the fire, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care at the moment, lost in the comfort that was known as Time.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Four

Another one that isn’t super affectionate, more likely to smack someone’s head than hug them, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care. Four noticed that you seemed uncomfortable with touch. Maybe uncomfortable wasn’t the best word, more like tense. He also didn’t miss the way you would lean into it, trying to act nonchalant. It made him smile, you were sweet if not a bit awkward. When he found himself holding your hand while leading you through a dark cave, he couldn’t help the bright red blush that coated his cheeks, grateful that he was in front of you so you couldn’t see. Four may not be as affectionate as the others, but he didn’t react like this either. Whatever, he didn’t want to think about it.

And when you started to slowly interact with him like the others, patting his shoulder, tugging on his sleeve or hell, even just sitting closer to him than normal, he felt like his heart was going to give out on him. Why were you so cute? Always so hesitant like you were afraid of making him upset, eyes watching him expectantly like you wanted him to hold you as well. Was that what you wanted? Goddesses the thought made his blood boil with how flustered he was. Oh and it was even worse when he woke up to the sound of chuckling snorts, opening his eyes and being met with your chest. He nearly screamed, jumping out of your hold and effectively waking you up. Damn Sky, who had his arm wrapped around the both of you before Four made his escape.

After that you had stopped, taking his reaction as how uncomfortable you had been making him feel, which was not true whatsoever. And so, he found he had to rectify his mistake, trying his hardest to hold your hand without it becoming a death grip or burying his face in your neck every time you hugged. Yet it was worth it with the way your eyes lit up with every touch.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Wind

Wind, as much as he’d like to boast, did not have such a keen eye when it came to someone’s emotions. Not that he was oblivious, but with childlike glee, he found himself more entranced with the thrill of a fight or adventure more than anything. And, as children are known for, he did not have a sense of boundaries whatsoever. Never hesitating to grab your hand and drag you towards danger, or jumping on your back to get your attention. Of course, if you got hurt because of something he did he’d feel guilty, latching onto you until you managed to quell his fears.

He huffed and puffed when the others told him to dial it back around you. Why would he do that? You deserved to be bothered as much as the rest of them! From poking your cheek when he’s bored to cackling when you did something embarrassing, he refused to treat you any differently than the others. The thought was just absurd! You had even shaken your head with a fond smile, muttering that you didn’t mind all that much, leaving the young hero to puff his chest and stick his tongue out at the others. ‘That’s right, losers, you heard them, I’m their favorite!’ Wind cheered. ‘I wouldn’t go that far.’ One of them murmured, but left it at that.

The best moments were when he’d tuck into your lap, listening to you ramble about your own world and how different it was from theirs. It made him feel so warm and safe, you made him feel protected, even if you sucked at fighting. You were like an older sibling he never had, something he didn’t even know he wanted until you pulled him close to you protectively once as some rude adult tried swatting at him. He had never seen you so angry, nor heard you say such angry words towards anyone before. He was a giggly mess by the end, telling the others with an exaggerated story about the events that transpired earlier, leaning into your side with a hug.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Warriors

As much as the flirt liked to make everyone believe he was knowledgeable with love in any form it came in…he very much was not. In fact, it was kind of the opposite. Warriors found your shy reactions to be like those who only cared about his pretty face. He knew you weren’t like that, but something in his gut didn’t feel right, and so he found himself distancing himself from you physically…until he saw you have the same reaction to almost every single one of them. Your eyes darting away when Twi’s hand brushed against yours, how your shoulders tensed when Time patted them, or how you stood stock still when Wind hugged you. It wasn’t because you saw them all romantically…so why were you so shy when it came to even the smallest touch?

Wars got his answer one day while you both were in a small town. You had been walking down a semi busy street when someone brushes past you, causing you to squeeze as close to Warriors side, an uncomfortable look on your face. Due to his confused expression, you explained how you don’t like being touched by people you don’t know, mainly because you’re not used to being touched period. It was then when everything clicked in his head, and guilt for his first assumption slowly consumed him. Biting his lip, Wars threw an arm around your shoulder, keeping you close to his side until your shopping was done.

From then on Warriors found himself more affectionate around you. Everyone noticed the change, you included, but you refused to bring it up, not wanting him to stop. Not only had his actions become warmer towards you, but he found himself complimenting you more as well. Even he wasn’t fully sure where this was coming from. Relief that you weren’t another person swooning over his good looks, trying to make up for the guilt that had filled his gut, or perhaps maybe…just maybe he found himself enjoying the way you reciprocated his touches, something you didn’t do for many others, and the thought of being special to you made his heart flip.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Wild

With Wild’s attention being dragged from something or another, whether it be a crazy idea to what may test the best in a dish, he’s too unfocused to even realize you tense posture when he places a hand on your arm as he slides past or how you refuse to meet his eyes when he feeds you a small spoon of the food to taste test. That’s not to say he doesn’t notice at all, just that it takes him so long that you’re already comfortable with his unconscious touches. He has to bite his lip from grinning too much when you nuzzle into his touch unknowingly, or to stop himself from squeezing the daylights out of you when you hug him so firmly.

Don’t get him started with the way you fret over him. Wild’s always getting himself in danger even when he’s not trying, and you’re always the first one to run over and check to make sure he’s okay. The way your hands hesitate for a split second before gently grabbing whatever you deem was most possible to be injured, how your touch is so gentle when you inspect his skin, or how your eyes melt from concern to fond frustration as you lightly scold him for scaring you. The way you care is so sweet, so scared, like you’re afraid he’ll push you away if you get too close, but Wild would never do such a thing. In fact, he finds himself meeting you halfway, grasping your hand firmly as to quell any insecurity or fear from your mind.

The one time you not only find yourself hurt, but because of Wild’s reckless actions guilt consumes him entirely. He had not only put your safety at risk, but you had gotten seriously hurt, something Wild vowed to protect you from. He tried pulling away, feeling it would be better if you weren’t so close, but you had stopped him in his tracks when you held onto his wrist tightly, eyes silently pleading for him to stay. It was the first time he had ever seen you touch someone without even an ounce of worry, clearly desperate for some comfort, and Wild was at your side in an instant. How could he ever take that comfort away from you?

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hxney-lemcn · 4 months ago

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Right Here — The Chain x gn! reader

summary: for one reason or another, you find yourself down in the dumps and your Link finds himself comforting you in his own unique way.

tw: mini crashouts, childish arguments (Wind)

a/n: if Sky's seems specific uhm...yeah there's a stupid spider in my bed (probably a jumping one) that has been biting me in the night and I'm legit about to crashout.

wc: 3.6k

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Sky

You were fed up. This was the fifth time you had woken up to an itchy red bump somewhere on your body. It seemed that the wildlife had it out for you, and you were getting irritated. Sure, you were camping outside, but your legs were typically under your blanket, which meant the irritated skin of your calf that had been bit was from something that had snuck in with you. It was silly, a small little inconvenience, but each new bite made you want to pull your hair out. You stared at the swollen skin for a few seconds, if looks could kill you would have blown your leg up. With a rough start to your day, now every little inconvenience made you extra frustrated and your eyes would sting, begging to let your frustrations out in some way. You refused, determined to get through the day without shedding a tear or snapping at the others…but it seemed you weren’t hiding your emotions as well as you thought you were.

Sky had approached you as you glared daggers at the piece of clothing that you just could not sew properly for the life of you. A concerned look was etched onto his face as he gently halted your hands from pummeling the fabric.

“Let’s go take a break, okay?” Sky smiled softly, pulling you up and letting you put your chore away. Twilight nodded at the two of you as you passed, Sky telling him you’d both be out for an hour or so. Finding a nice enough area, Sky laid down, spreading his arms out in a starfish position, opening an eye in confusion when he didn’t feel you next to him. Patting his chest, he motioned for you to lay on him, wrapping you up snuggly when you finally joined him. With a gentle murmur, he asked what was wrong, mentioning that it isn’t good to hold in your feelings. After a few beats, you broke, explaining why you had been so frustrated.

“It’s silly, I know,” You sighed, face completely hidden in the fabric of his tunic.

“I don’t think so,” Sky replied, hand gently carding through your hair. “If something is making you upset then it’s not silly at all.”

It was then that you finally let yourself relax, at least someone else understood your plight.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Legend

You weren’t sure why every little thing had been annoying you that day. From the way the sun was shining in your eyes, to the way Epona’s lead would clink clank with every step, all the way to how Wild would brush against your side unknowingly. Best way to put it was you were in a mood, you had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. You honestly just wanted some peace and quiet, some time to decompress and to process everything that has happened. You stared at the ground like it had personally insulted you and all you cared about. Gosh your legs were aching and you really needed a nap, but the sun was still high in the sky and Time showed no signs of slowing down. Just great.

You nearly found yourself snapping at Wind when he barreled into you, a half assed ‘sorry’ tossed your way as Four chased after him. You felt your scowl worsen, repeatedly chanting in your mind that he’s a kid to try and calm yourself down. You didn’t even notice that you had fallen to the back of the group where the less rowdy Link’s were. Hyrule glanced at you worryingly from your left and Legend rose a brow from your right. You didn’t want to talk to either. Thankfully, they seemed to understand and you at least got as much quiet as you could with the group. You weren’t sure how long it was, but suddenly a waterskin had entered your vision, Legend looking annoyed as he stretched it out towards you.

“What?” He snapped, violet eyes squinting. “You haven’t drank any water since we started walking.” He was right…perhaps that was why your head felt like it was going to split open if the sun shone on you for a second more. You nearly inhaled the entire thing, more thirsty than you initially realized. Legend merely tsked before snatching the empty container back, handing you a small snack as well. “Seriously,” The hero grumbled, shaking his head like a disappointed parent. “You should take better care of yourself, we can’t have anyone falling behind.”

“Says you,” You rolled your eyes, but grateful for the care. You had only taken a few bites of food and you were already starting to feel a bit better.

“Thank you,” You murmured, his ear twitching being the only sign he heard you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Time

You weren’t sure how the boys adventured so much. Your bones seemed to constantly ache from the lack of support at night and your muscles were constantly in knots from all the physical work you do. You felt like you were constantly dragging your feet wherever you went, praying that tonight would be the night you could sleep at an inn. It seemed the 35th day the goddesses had answered your prayers (you’re not actually giving them that credit). You nearly cried tears of joy at the sight of the town in the distance, your feet and arms ready to fall off from all the walking and fighting. As much as you like listening to Time talk, his words were in one ear out the other as he ordered everyone to do a particular task, eyes raking across the different buildings and signs.

You didn’t question Time guiding you through the town, eyes drooping at the thought of a soft bed cushioning your body. You were on autopilot mode, letting Time take the lead as he held a door open for you, watching you with a soft gaze as you waited for him by the reception desk. He managed to get five rooms, meaning that everyone would have to share a room. Without a word, he led you up the stairs, catching you as you tripped, and with a sigh he scooped you up into his arms. He couldn’t hide his smirk as you softly whined, muttering gibberish about how you could walk on your own. He couldn’t deny the hint of pride in the fact that you were depending on him, no matter how small the matter.

Opening the door to one of the rooms, he gently set you on the bed, watching how you melted into the sheets. He had noticed you growing more and more fatigued over the past few days…perhaps they should settle for a day or two to recuperate. Time sat behind you as you turned onto your side, his calloused hand gently kneading into your shoulder. Your argument against his ministrations were short lived as he found a particularly nasty knot, working it out gently. Fondness filled him as you melted into his touch, now fully laying on your stomach as he continued to message your aching muscles. Once he finished, he managed to wiggle the blanket out from under you, laying it across your body before he left to give the other boys their room keys when they eventually got back, a soft look on his face that they didn’t question.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Hyrule

You felt a bit down in the dumps. Not any specific reason…or maybe it was a bunch of things slowly accumulating, whatever the reason, you found yourself keeping your head down. The sky was gloomy, seemingly reflecting your dour mood. You had been walking in the back of the group, feet dragging across the ground slower than the rest, you just needed some time to stew. Hyrule noticed your despondent mood earlier in the day, but he wasn’t sure how to approach you. Your body language was so closed off and you seemed to want to be on your own, so he respected that…until you continued to fall further and further behind. Hyrule tried keeping his distance while also staying close enough to keep an eye on you, but it wasn’t till you had fallen so far behind he had no other choice.

You watched from the corner of your eye as Hyrule approached you, the traveller not saying a word as he stood by your side. Hesitantly, he reached his hand out, pinky barely touching your own, and in that moment you felt just the tiniest bit better. Slowly, you linked your pinkies taking in the small respite his touch gave you. Sure, you still weren’t feeling the best, but with Hyrule by your side it gave you a tiny boost.

Later, when camp was set up for the night you found yourself clinging to the travellers side. The two of you sat a bit farther off from the others, but close enough to still feel the heat of the fire. Your hands had barely left the dark blonde hero’s, and he didn’t seem to mind in the slightest, in fact he seemed quite happy to be stuck so close to you, even if you weren’t in the best of moods.

“Thank you,” You sighed, squeezing his hand slightly.

“Don’t mention it,” Hyrule replied back, scooching a bit closer to you. “If you ever need anything, don't be afraid to ask.” You bit your lip as an impulsive thought sprung to the forefront of your mind.

“Can…can I hug you?” You whispered, embarrassed at such a bold question.

“You don’t need to ask,” Hyrule smiled bashfully, a rose tint barely covering his cheeks. Wrapping your arms around his torso, you finally felt true comfort when he held you back. A content sigh left your lips, things already seemed to be getting better for you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Twilight

You had been so caught up in the whirlwind of leaving your home to join a group of heroes on their adventure you hadn’t had time to process just how homesick you would feel about your beloved pets you left behind. The longing to run your hand through their fur consumed you, your concern for their well being growed by the day. You didn’t leave them completely alone of course, they were now in the care of someone you trusted, but that didn’t stop the sharp tug that had been slowly consuming you. You tuned into the background noise of chirping birds, ignoring the loudness of the multiple Link’s that were strewn throughout the camp. Your hand mindlessly played with the grass beside you, worry tugging at the back of your mind.

You were bursted out of your bubble as a fluffy head placed itself on your legs, bright blue eyes staring up at you. You immediately found yourself perking up, abandoning the grass in favor of petting the giant dog of a wolf. Wolfies fur wasn’t as soft as it looks, but you didn’t mind in the slightest at the happy face of the groups ‘pet’.

“You always know when I need a pick me up, don’t you boy,” You smiled down at Wolfie, petting his favorite spot right behind his ears. “Thank you, you don’t understand how much you mean to me.” You didn’t catch the way the animal’s heavy stare didn’t fully match that of a wolf’s intellect, instead opting to nuzzle his furry head. “You are just the cutest, sweetest little thing,” You continued to praise, pressing kisses to his face. “I’m going to miss you when this is all over…maybe you can stay with me, I’m sure the others won’t mind a new friend.” Wolfie let out a small whine, but you weren’t sure why he seemed upset, it’s not like he could understand you…

Later that night, you didn’t miss the way Twilight kept sneaking glances at you, finally gathering some courage to sit next to you.

“Are you feeling better?” He asked, blue eyes watching you cautiously. “I noticed that you seemed down earlier.”

“Yeah,” You agreed, bumping his shoulder placatingly. “Wolfie makes for a good therapy dog.”

“Yeah?” Twi asked, his smile widening. “I’ll be sure to tell ‘em that.”

“Be sure that you do,” You chuckled lightly, leaning into his side as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Four

You were gonna lose it. Genuinely. You stared in abject horror and frustration at the broken necklace that lay on the dirt ground. It was one of the few things you carried from your world. Sure, perhaps it was stupid to carry something you found important on a dangerous mission, but it was something you refused to part with. You didn’t even notice the tears falling down your face as your hands shook. You were so static brained, just focused on the fact that your favorite, most important item had broken, that you didn’t even notice Four approach you wearily. It looked like your entire world had shattered in front of your eyes and Four was afraid he was going to make it worse somehow…but he also couldn’t stand to watch you cry.

His eyes landed on the silver chain you gingerly picked up, the pendent’s bail had opened to allow it to fall off. Four was not a jeweler by any means, but the job looked simple enough. He just needed to close the bail around the chain, make sure it doesn’t open again and without bending the metal to the point of breaking. He would have to be more gentle, the metal was thinner than a blade after all, but it was something he was sure he could do. Anything to get that forlorn look off your face.

“Hey,” Four softly spoke up, hand shakily rising to clasp around yours. “Don’t worry, I can fix it.” Your hopeful eyes met his own, a newfound hope filling your heart.

“Really?” You asked with a sniffle.

“Of course,” Four nodded, looking at you with determination. “It’s easy, I only really need some pliers and once we get to a village I can get some tools to solder it for good so it can’t come off again.”

“Thank you thank you thank you,” You chanted, pulling the hero into a tight hug, shaking him back and forth for good measure. Just as he promised, it took him only a few seconds to clasp the pendant back onto the chain, he didn’t have pliers, and his tongs were a bit big for the job, but he managed with careful, skilled hands. He felt proud at your joyful smile when he handed you the fixed necklace, once again finding himself wrapped in your grateful embrace.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Wind

It was stupid. He was stupid. He was a child, you were an adult. You knew you should take what he says with a grain of salt…but Wind had managed to hurt your feelings with his careless remark. You know he didn’t mean it, you know he was just joking, but it still managed to stab at your heart. So, you did the most adult thing ever. Gave him the silent treatment and sulk in the corner. You ate your food alone, ignoring the concerned looks the others sent your way. You brushed off the others' worry as they tried to approach you, you didn’t want to admit that Wind had hurt your feelings. You just needed some time to unravel your feelings and get over it.

It didn’t help that Wind was acting business as usual. Did he not realize his words held meaning? That they could hurt as much as a sword? It hurt you even more, furthering the cycle. It wasn’t till Wind gently hit your back in frustration when you ignored him for the second day straight, whining about you not paying attention. It was hard to keep it up, you really wanted to turn around and gently smack his head in frustration (you didn’t actually want him hurt), but your stubbornness held out.

“Enough,” Warriors groaned, pulling Wind back by his tunic, stating both your names blankly. “Both of you stop acting like children and talk it out.”

“I didn’t even do anything!” Wind exclaimed, crossing his arms with a scowl. “They just started ignoring me.” You continued to stay silent, also crossing your arms in defiance.

Wars said your name in a warning tone and you found yourself snapping, “He doesn’t even know what he did.” You hated the way your voice wobbled, tears stinging your eyes. It was then that Wind looked scared and guilty, his angry stance faltering.

“H-huh?” Wind stuttered. “Wh-what did I do? Wait, don’t cry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!”

“It’s nothing,” you huffed, wiping the stray tears that managed to fall. Suddenly you felt the wind nearly get knocked out of your lungs as the boy hugged you tightly, tears brimming his own eyes.

“No it's not!” He shouted with a pout. “I’m a hero, I’m not supposed to make you cry.”

You let out a watery chuckle, finally relenting and explaining how what he said that day had hurt you. Pulling away, Wind looked at you with determination, vowing to never hurt you again and if anyone did they’d have to deal with him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Wild

You have been craving your favorite food for who knows how long, and it’s gotten to the point that if you eat anything else you’re gonna throw a table. It’s not fair how a craving can consume you, but you couldn’t get the taste off your tongue and you felt like crying every time you were reminded of it. Perhaps it was the home sickness that made you want to have it so much, but you knew deep in your soul you just needed one portion and you’d be okay again. It was such a frustrating feeling, feeling downtrodden at having to try something new every day. No shade to Wild, every meal was a delectable treat, but it has been too long since you had your favorite comforting meal.

Wild didn’t even know your trouble, simply thinking you weren’t in the best of moods, and what better way than to cheer you up with something you want to eat?! So he approached you as you sulked, asking what you wanted for dinner. You looked confused for a second before your face lit up, excitement thrumming through your veins. This was it, this was finally your chance to get that damned food that had your mouth watering. You nearly pounced at him, asking if it was possible to make the dish. Wild beamed, nodding and giving you a thumbs up.

“Wanna help make it?” Wild asked, hair swaying as he tilted his head. You didn’t hesitate to join him by the fire, cutting the things he asked, adding spices and seasonings you favored, and nearly drooling at the intoxicating smell. Wild was very amused with your demeanor, happy that you finally seemed to be perking up. And of course he was correct! A good meal of something you like fixes most problems (he got lucky).

Wild didn’t even have to ask, lifting a small spoonful of the dish towards your lips for you to test. You didn’t hesitate to take a bite. You let out a groan of satisfaction, the flavors you cherished bursting on your tongue even better than when you normally have it (or it’s been so long you forgot how truly good it was). Wild smiled, taking your reaction as an A+, and started to prepare serving it. He should make it more often if it has you beaming like that.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Warriors

You weren’t sure why, but it seemed that no matter what you did you couldn’t look the way you wanted. You tried styling your hair differently and it didn’t work out, tried out a new outfit but it didn’t seem to fit right, you even tried adding accessories but it just didn’t match. So to say you were feeling a bit downtrodden would be an understatement. It seemed that every time you tried to branch out of your usual style it wouldn’t go well, you’d always catch something that made it look slightly off. It frustrated you to no end, especially when others could pull off the exact look you were aiming for. Not that you were angry at them or anything, but you did envy their style.

You huffed, ruffling your hair and setting it back into how it normally looks. You give up, perhaps change was just not a thing for you.

“Need some help?” The familiar voice of Warriors sounded behind you, eyebrow raised and looking mildly entertained by your predicament. Crossing your arms you looked over towards the hero who takes the most time to get ready, mulling over his offer. He may not know how to exactly style your hair the way you wanted, but he had a better shot than you since he could see what he was doing where you couldn’t. With a small resigned sigh, you agreed handing Wars the needed items to achieve the look. You explained in detail what you wanted, trying to guide him to the best of your ability when he got confused. It was pretty relaxing all things considered. You hadn’t had someone brush your hair for you in a long time…it was nice.

After some time, Wars finally finished, feeling proud of his masterpiece. Looking into your small mirror your eyes widened. It wasn’t perfect by any means, but by the goddesses it was so much closer than all the monstrosities you had done in the past hour or so. You turned your gaze towards the knight who smiled sheepishly.

“I know it’s not that good-”

“Are you kidding!” You screeched, nearly tackling him to the ground with a wide grin. “It’s perfect! I’ve been trying to do this for ages and you get it on the first try. You gotta do my hair from now on.”

Wars wouldn’t argue with that, he’d like the excuse to run his hands through your hair once more.

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