#loz botw spoilers

Kinda angsty, spoiler warning.

Pairing: sidlink (Sidon x Link)

Fandom: Legend of Zelda, Breath of the Wild

Rating: G

Word Count: 615.

Warnings: PDA, Spoilers.

Sidon didn’t know how long he had been standing under the frozen figure of his sister. Probably at least three hours, given that the sun had set since he began. He had to remain strong for his people, for his father, for Link. But, sometimes, it was a lot harder than he would like to admit.

He was a young child when he was told his sister would never come home, and no doubt it affected him greatly. He didn’t stop crying for days, didn’t come out of his room for weeks. He was young, but he had been old enough to process what death was, and what it meant. He never knew how his father mourned, for when he finally emerged from his room, the king put on a brave face.

Even for the zora, a cenutry was an awful long time. But the small, sinking feeling he got in his gut whenever he happened to glance at Mipha’s statue never went away. A century was an awful long time, yes, but a century and a year was even longer.

As of today, she had died 101 years ago. The significance of the day’s date was probably why nobody had disturbed him. But now, as the moon shined bright overhead, nobody was awake to even pass him a pitying glance. He was so absorbed in his own thoughts, trying to recall as many memories of his sister as possible, that he jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Sidon spun around, facing the champion of Hyrule. He relaxed, but he still seemed out of sorts.

“Sorry Link, I didn’t hear you come up to me.” Link gave no signs of hearing Sidon’s words as he sat down next to him, following the prince’s gaze to Mipha’s statue. The hero’s expression seemed pained. “Do you…” Sidon began cautiously, “Do you remember anything more about her?” Link nodded, but gave no details.

Sidon went back to staring at the statue. For a while, the silence remained between the two. The zora jumped once again when he felt Link’s hand rest on his cheek. The knight seemed extremely concerned, looking the prince dead in the eyes, his mouth a firm line. Sidon cocked his head to the side, confused, until he felt liquid smear underneath the hylian’s thumb.
Tears. He was crying.

He quickly grabbed onto Link’s forearm in an attempt to reassure him. “No, don’t worry! I’m perfectly fine!” He flashed one of his signature smiles, but it felt so fake. Judging by Link’s reaction, it looked rather fake, too. Carefully, the hero cupped the other side of Sidon’s face before pressing his lips to his right cheek. Sidon’s reassurances quickly became muttered words of confusion.

“I…Link…what…wait…why?”

Link gave no answer to any of these one-word questions, his lips tracing the trails tears had left behind before moving to the other cheek. Sidon fell silent, instead closing his eyes and basking in the love he was being given.

The only time Link spoke that night was after the tears had been kissed away. The hero lifted his head, but Sidon’s face remained cupped in his hands. He rested his forehead on Sidon’s, their gaze locked on each other. For a moment, Sidon wondered if loving Link would be going against Mipha’s wishes, but he quickly shook it off. Mipha was dead, as much as it pained him, and she couldn’t have anything with Link now. Besides, holding himself back wouldn’t do any good, either. Mipha would want him to be happy.

“I love you.” Link whispered, pressing their lips together. And for the first time that day, Sidon smiled.