A/N: I did it! I wrote for a pairing that wasn't Lipha.

Also, I recently rediscovered my old Tumblr. That was a mistake.


In his rather short life, Revali had faced some incredibly nerve-wracking, harrowing, and downright fatal circumstances. The Rito archer had been shot at, burned, electrified, cut, and even knocked out of the sky. He was used to facing such things with a facade of bravado and self-assurance but this time, he truly was struggling to keep it together.

And all over a single question.

Of course, it was a rather large, life-changing question. He'd gotten so bent out of shape about it that he'd had to fly to Zora's Domain just to ask Mipha how she had managed it. And to have some work done on a special gift.

All she had said was that once he started speaking it would get easier. It may not calm his nerves entirely but all he needed to do was get the first sentence out.

Dissatisfied with the answer, he'd traveled to Hyrule Castle, where Urbosa threatened to put him in a headlock and drag him back to the Village while Daruk looked utterly confused. The Goron simply didn't understand what there was to be nervous about while the Gerudo was almost upset that he was allowing his insecurities to get the better of him. Finally, after a long, uncomfortable conversation, the woman reminded him that there was no shame in receiving a no, only in failing to ask.

Then, she threatened him with a lightning bolt and another headlock.

Still unsure of what to do, Revali had returned to Rito Village, trying to prepare himself for the worst possible outcome. Really, his pride was the only thing in danger, right?

For some, inexplicable reason, the thought was only moderately comforting to him.

Still, every step he took through the Village was excruciating. He didn't slow his pace in the slightest. In fact, his steps only quickened as he determined that he would simply get it over with rather than dragging it out for far too long. However, he was sure to check on the small gift he was hiding in his wing. All of his efforts would amount to nothing if he destroyed it in his haste.

Reaching his love's little abode, Revali paused outside, gathering what courage he could. Setting his shoulders back, he called out softly. "Medli?"

"Come in!" she called back.

Normally the sound of her voice was enough to make him smile. Now, it only served to renew his fear.

Stepping into her home, he was pleasantly surprised to find him cleaner than normal. That wasn't to say it was as tidy as he would have kept it but, for her, it was a remarkable change.

"I'm sorry it's still a bit of a mess," she said as she looked around with a frown. "I know that we planned to have dinner here but time got away from me and then Genli wanted to talk about some things she's having a problem with and…" Shaking her head, she quieted and finally really looked at him. She started to smile; however, it faded before it even had a chance to form. "Is something wrong?"

"No," Revali sighed as he stepped further into the one-room home, "there's something I wanted to discuss with you." How did she manage to constantly disarm him? Medli didn't even have to do anything and he found himself unable to feign the blustery confidence that he could with every other inhabitant of Hyrule. Instead, he was like a chick learning to fly, awkwardly flapping his jaw in an attempt to say something smooth. Brushing aside his frustration, he persevered even as he heard the unsteadiness in his own voice. "Do you remember when I left for the mountains a few weeks back?"

"Yes…" He really wished he had doubled his efforts to practice. His lack of confidence not only made it difficult to speak but now it was starting to affect her as well. She appeared as nervous as he felt, though he imagined it was for a very different reason. For once, he hoped that her optimism and ability to take things out of context would help her jump to the correct conclusion. The idea that she might be preparing herself for hurt did serve as motivation to continue though.

Just keep talking, as Mipha had said.

"I told you I was going to check on some monster activity. That was only half true," he confessed. In reality, he had gone in search of golden feathers, which could only be gathered from Kargarocs. It had been tradition for suitors to gather such feathers for the one they intended to marry and craft some ornament for the recipient to wear. The practice had all but died out long before he'd been born but he knew how fascinated Medli was by such things. She had even shared, a bit shyly, that she had found herself imagining someone giving her such a gift. "Really, I was gathering the feathers to make this."

Without much thought, Revali held his wing up, showing her his offering.

In his wing was a smooth metal pin. The rounded center was made of the Zora's preferred metal with a few precious gems inlaid. From the center, five golden feathers extended outward like flower petals.

"Oh!" Medli breathed as the object held her gaze. She stepped forward, leaning every which way to look at it from every possible angle. "It's beautiful! But…" The mix of hope and longing that single word carried was unexpected. Hopefully, he would be able to help her fulfill her desire.

"Before you say anything, may I ask that you allow me to finish before you answer?"

"... Yes."

Revali took a deep breath, steeling himself. "Would you-"

"Yes!"

The Rito stared at her uncomprehendingly. Hadn't they agreed that she would wait until he had actually voiced the question to answer him? "Uh…" He couldn't say he was upset. In fact, he was trying to keep a grin from making a complete loon of him. It was rather difficult, to say the least. Despite the thrill of receiving the answer he'd been hoping for, he still wanted to do it right.

"Sorry!" she exclaimed. "I'll wait this time."

"Would you -"

"Yes!" she interrupted for a second time.

Revali smiled weakly at his beloved. "You can't give me a proper answer if I don't ask properly…"

"I know, I know!" Medli seemed incapable of calming down or speaking quietly. Revali had no doubt that they would be visited by a number of nosy neighbors and family in a few short minutes. "I promise I'll wait!" To punctuate the promise, she wrapped her hands around her beak.

He waited just a moment longer, being sure that she really would be quiet. "Medli, would you-" already, the young woman in question was nodding, her eyes sparkling more than he had ever seen "- marry me?"

"Yes!" She rushed forward, throwing her wings around him, forcing the Rito to catch the offering. He returned the embrace, finally able to relax for the first time that day.

A warm glow bloomed in his chest as she nuzzled him, nestling her head between his head and shoulder. He leaned in, enjoying the closeness that he so seldom had. It was refreshing while oddly restful, easing some part of him that had hurt for as long as he could remember.

Eventually, they separated, giving him the opportunity to check on the pin he'd commissioned from Dento.

Thank Hylia it was still intact.

"Help me?" Medli asked bashfully.

"Of course." He did so carefully so as to not to pull her hair lose.

She stepped back, gingerly reaching up to check the flower pin. "How do I look?"

"Beautiful."

The young woman absolutely glowed at the word. And then, like a whirlwind, she rushed around. "There's so much to do! We have to set a date, send invitations to Mipha, Urbosa, and the others, and-" she continued rambling on the edge of incoherence as she bustled around. "We need to let Kass and Amali know right away!"

Without giving him a chance to answer, she wrapped her wing around his and pulled him toward the door.

So much for a quiet night in.