Shadow Link's point of view

I walked through the door of my apartment about to make myself known to the room, when I notice the young man curled up sleeping on the beanbag snoring gently.

I had been home visiting my brother, Vaati, and my Father, Ganon, for a long weekend because there had been a gas leak at the university I attend with my roommate and they closed it for the firs half of the week.

I was now Tuesday and we had one last day left before classes started again. I had plans of doing nothing and sleeping for the remainder of my free time.

What I did not expect was to come home and find my roommate curled up in a ball snuffling gently in his sleep, book fallen on the floor to the page he was last reading. I knew what he had done the whole time I was away, and that was read his favorite novels over and over again. I didn't understand how he could do that, read a book over and over again. It's not that I didn't like reading, it wasn't my favorite pass time but I didn't dislike it. I used to spend the majority of my Christmas holidays curled up in the old nursery on the rocking chair with a hot cocoa and a good book. I never got on well with people so I stayed at home doing whatever I wanted during my final years of school and college. That changed when in moved away to university and met the purple clad man.

I smiled as I bent down to pick up the book, putting the bookmark where he left of and put it on the side. I then turned to the problem at hand. I didn't wish to disturb the young man's slumber but I know all too well from experiences that a night on the beanbags can leave you stiff for days. I gently lifted the man into a bridal lift and carried him to his room. I then returned to the kitchen to fix myself a hot cocoa and retreaded to my room to sleep off my long car journey.

I awoke slightly dazed and confused, unsure as to why I had awoken. It was still dark, so it wasn't because I had slept my fill, unless I had slept my way through an entire day. Then I heard it. The unmistakable scream of my roommate. I didn't bother dressing, I ran down the hall way in my boxer to check he was ok.

When I slammed open the door I expected to see someone trying to kill my friend, but all I could see was Vio curled up in a ball asleep. He had tears streaming down his face wearing a pained expression that told me I was needed.

I climbed gingerly onto the young mans bed; I had only ever stuck my head in here or put the other man to bed before. Now here I was climbing onto his bed. I wrapped my arms around him gently and pulled him into a soothing embrace. Vio slowly stopped sobbing and his breathing returned to normal. The last thing I remember about that night is Vio's gently breathing on my chest.

A/N So that was chapter 1 of "Are we all broken?" what do you all think? This is my first ever published fanfiction. Please R&R

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