“…Eh? Why’d you call me honey all of a sudden? We’re not…” The youth felt a strange weight on one of his fingers, and stared down. A golden wedding band had fastened itself around it, and it certainly wouldn’t come off for a while. Three days was the lucky guess he could’ve made.
Eyeing the other boy, he noticed a similar ring on his hand. Oh no.
“We-we’re not… married, are we? I-I don’t even remember getting married! I mean nothing against you, but… but I imagined I’d be marrying someone else!”
Sky looked back into his and quickly looked away, his cheeks turning a bright red.
He wasn’t used to being close to people, hell it was bad enough with Zelda. “I-It’s fine”
“A-aha… good. Um…” He shifted about, attempting to lay himself down on the other’s lap, head now resting on the older boy’s thighs. Link had to admit, this was… actually quite nice.
“You’re uh… pretty soft. In a good way of course! You’re just… really comfy, y'know?"
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