ugh I'm sorry omg
this one is a little poopy but hey it works
Volga and Link belong to Nintendo c:
A subtle movement abruptly forced Volga to become aware of the world once more, and he — quite reluctantly — let himself be pulled from an unconscious reality. It would not have woken most, but the dragon knight hadn't been a very heavy sleeper as of late. He sat up; a low rumble down in his throat, and viridescent eyes narrowed in a glare.
All he saw was Link looking up at him, bright blue eyes wide with fright. One svelte hand was clutching the sheets (as if to draw them back. What on earth was he doing?), and he had one bony knee resting on the mattress. He was dressed in what Volga assumed were his pyjamas: the exact same outfit — without any of the armour — yet, this outfit looked incredibly softer.
"… boy, what are you doing?"
The blond glanced down; nervous blush painting his face a gentle pink. "I, umm.." His voice was so soft and sweet, like he was apologetic for waking him. It was adorable. "I had a nightmare."
Volga sighed; the heel of one massive hand slumberously rubbing at a green eye. "What do you need?"
Link merely toyed with the sheets, almost like he was nervous of answering. He actually refused to answer, until Volga questioned him a second time.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. I just.. I wanted to see if I could sleep with you, just for tonight. I'm… scared," he stammered, his beautifully coloured eyes cast downwards.
Scared? Of what? The dragon knight decided he'd rather not know.
Instead of kicking him out, he gave a simpering smile, pulling aside the sheets to make a bit more room for the tiny, elvin boy.
"Scared, huh? All right, Link. Get on in."
Seeing his cute cheek dimples show up warmed Volga's heart. But he'd never admit that.
Link joyously clambered into the bed, laying beside his partner, who tugged up the sheets once both were was about to question what frightened him, but that idea was pushed from his mind once the blond scooted closer, and cuddled against his chest, resting his head on the small patch of blond hair that was there. He smelled like smoke and ash! Link never noticed that.
"I take it you're content now—?"
Volga merely got an incoherent mumble from the boy, followed by more cuddling.
Within minutes, Link was asleep; his breathing slow and even. Hopefully, asleep enough to not feel Volga smile against his hair, and press a gentle kiss to the top of his head. Volga had seen that sweet expression when he kissed him a number of times, and that look actually made the dragon knight care for the boy even more.
… of course, he couldn't say that without being awkward.