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Theme: Tears

Warning: AU

Link watched as his friends danced across the dance floor. He felt a tightening sensation in his chest as he saw the happy expressions on his friends' faces. Tears were starting to collect in his eyes and Link ducked his head down so that nobody would see him about to cry.

It was the night of the Skyloftian Ball-although it was more of a dance than a formal ball-and Link didn't have a date. Well, he actually did have a date; his date just wasn't there yet. His boyfriend Ghirahim had basically forced Link to accept his proposal to go to the dance with him. Link hadn't wanted to go since dances were boring and tedious to him. Most of the time, either Ghirahim or himself would be flirted with until the other got so jealous with anger that they took out their anger on everyone-basically, Ghirahim.

But for some reason, Ghirahim adored them.

"Oh, watching people dance and stare at each other is absolutely disgusting. What I love is looking at all the clothing. For some reason, people in Skyloft seem to gain a sense of fashion for one night whenever a dance is involved," Ghirahim had said a few nights ago.

Link felt the edges of his mouth twitch and he let a bitter laugh leave his lips. He couldn't believe that he was sitting in the corner of a ballroom mourning the fact that Ghirahim stood him up. Bringing a hand up to his face, Link wiped away any tears that were threatening to fall from his eyes.

Taking in a shuddering breath, Link blinked several times and lifted his head back up. His eyes immediately locked on Zelda, who was dancing with Groose. The two of them looked extremely happy, which did lift Link's mood a little bit. He knew that Zelda had been upset when she found out that he had a boyfriend, so seeing her smiling again was a relief. Not to mention, that would mean that Link would no longer have to listen to Groose's drunken complaints about how he broke Zelda's heart and such.

A sigh left Link's mouth and he rested his head on the table next to him. He knew that he should have just left by then, but there was still some part of him that wanted to believe that Ghirahim didn't just stand him up. Maybe Ghirahim was just running extremely late. Demise was overprotective of his son and sometimes wouldn't even let him out of the house.

"Are you Skyloftians known for being so anti-social at a dance?"

Link snapped his head up and jumped out of his seat. His eyes were blown wide and he unfortunately couldn't stop one of the tears that had been in the corner of his eye from falling. Link quickly slapped his hand up to his face to stop the tear, but Ghirahim had already seen it by then.

Ghirahim froze when he saw the tear and he looked at link in mild worry. "Skychild?"

Link shook his head and wiped his eye. "I'm fine. I…just have something in my eye."

"You thought I wouldn't come," Ghirahim stated.

Link shook his head quickly, walking towards Ghirahim quickly. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and pecked his lips gently. "I'm fine. You're here now and that's all that matters."

"But you thought I wouldn't come," Ghirahim repeated softly.

Link bowed his head and slowly nodded his head. "Well, the dance did start two hours ago. And you never really showed an interest in dances besides the fact that you stalked the stores looking at clothing," Link confessed softly.

Ghirahim sighed and took Link's face in his hands. "I will admit that public events like this are...not my thing. But I've noticed that you've wanted to go out somewhere for a while and there just happened to be a dance."

Link's eyes brightened at the confession and he smiled at Ghirahim. "You really did that just for me?"

Ghirahim just brought his hand under Link's chin and lifted his head up so that they were looking right into each other's eyes. He nodded his head slightly before drawing closer to the younger male. Link held his breath and his eyes fell shut instinctively as Ghirahim drew closer to his face. He trembled when he felt his boyfriend's breath against his lips. But when he didn't feel anything else, Link opened his eyes.

Striking blue eyes locked with gleaming chocolate. "Ghirahim…," Link trailed off, unable to say anything else.

That statement seemed to snap something between them. Neither male said anything else as they closed the gap in-between them. Ghirahim molded his lips to Link's, claiming every inch of the younger male's lips that he could. Link gasped before he relaxed into the kiss. His arms moved up until they wrapped around Ghirahim's neck, pulling him down deeper into the kiss. Ghirahim growled deep in his throat before picking Link up by his waist.

Link yelped as he was picked up and he looked down at Ghirahim in shock. "What are you doing?"

"If we continue, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to control myself," Ghirahim stated.

Link blushed at the implication and nodded his head. Gazing around the room, Link noticed that nobody was paying them any mind. He moved his attention back to Ghirahim, who was watching him closely. Smiling slightly, Link bent down and kissed his boyfriend softly.