Dreaming of Coffee and Love

by FlowerOwl

It was a nothing but a meeting caused by the aroma of coffee beans, or at least that was what Mipha told herself the first time she saw Zelda smile at her as Mipha accepted her order. But as time passed and something more bloomed from the conversations that accompanied the cups of coffee and warm muffins, Mipha could not deny that perhaps there could be more to it than that.

11. Chapter 11

Something was beeping.

Mipha slowly forced her eyes open, trying to figure out what had interrupted her moment of bliss with its constant noise. Her back protested against the movement and the wind coming in from the sea sent shivers down her spine, but she still sat up. Where was she? For a moment, all Mipha could do was to look around, trying to piece together how she had gotten herself from her bedroom and over to some beach, lying on the sand with the waves hitting the coast just a couple of metres in front of her. And then it all came back to her.

Shooting a look behind her, Mipha saw how Zelda was still lying on the blanket, curled up in response to the cold air coming in from the sea. As she saw her lying there, her hair a mess and her clothes wrinkled after having just slept on the ground for most of the night, Mipha could not imagine why her phone could not have predicted that they would be there, and that Zelda would be asleep. Why anyone would want to wake up Zelda was beyond Mipha. She looked more relaxed than Mipha had seen in a long time. More relaxed than how she had ever seen her before, in fact. The faint line between her brows that Mipha had almost come to expect at that point was gone, and the slight pull at her lips forming the beginning of a frown was nowhere to be seen. Why would her phone have wanted to ruin all of that by waking her up?

One look down at the screen of her phone told Mipha exactly who would have been to blame had she not been the one to wake up the first. Revali. His name was writing across the screen and from the sight that met her as the beeping stopped, the call instead being directed to the answering machine, Mipha could tell that this was not the first time he had tried to call her over the last couple of hours, nor was it the second. No, a quick look at how many times his name was written told her that this was the eleventh time in just the last two hours he had tried to call her only for no one to answer him.

A sense of dread filled her stomach. She had left a note for him, explaining how she had gone with Zelda, hadn't she? She tried to recall her path through the flat, how she had grabbed Zelda's jacket and stepped down onto the floor to get her shoe on. And how she had taken a piece of paper from somewhere in a drawer, hadn't she, bitten of the cap of a pen to write an explanation as to where she was, making sure to leave it right there on the dinner table? She must have, Mipha could not imagine having forgotten to do that. But the harder she fought to remember what she had done in her tired state, the clearer it was the she might have brushed past the piece of paper on her way to leave the flat. And if it had fallen down from where she had placed it, it might have slipped in under one of the counters where Revali would most likely not have thought to look for a note that explained her disappearance.

She answered the phone.

Immediately, Revali's voice echoed over the beach, loud and angry, and Mipha hurried to turn down the volume, even though it did not do much to save her ears.

"Mipha! Oh, thank the Goddess, you actually answered. Are you okay, do you know where you are—"

She could tell how Revali was in no hurry to give her a chance to answer the questions, so she cut in. "Yes, I am fine, nothing to worry about. I just woke up feeling a bit sad. Right now, I am at a beach with Zelda."

"What?" Revali's voice went up an octave. "Why are you at a beach? And with Zelda? Mipha, what is going on? If there is someone with you, just give me a hint and I will call the police. You know what, if you say 'I just love water', then I will take it as a cue to call someone—"

"No, no, no. Revali, there is no need to call anyone. I am completely fine. Other than Zelda, there is no one with us. I woke up, called her, and then she offered to take me on a trip to show me a surprise, which I accepted so she drove me to the beach. That is all, nothing to worry about."

Revali was silent for a second, but Mipha could hear how her attempts at making him calm down had had the exact opposite effect just from the way he was breathing in deeply. He soon let her know exactly what he was going to use that extra air for. "Well, then what," Revali practically yelled a curse so bad that Mipha was honestly not sure she had ever even heard him use it on a customer, "where you thinking! Do you know how worried I was when I woke up to see that you were not in your room?"

"I left a note," Mipha mumbled weakly already knowing that it was not enough and would not have been enough even if she had been a bit more careful about leaving it in a place where it would not be able to be brushed aside by her turning around to get to the door. She should have sent a text to him or left a message, something Revali would have been sure to check.

Apparently, Revali agreed with that, or at least her excuse did not do anything to make him lower his volume. "A note. I did not find any note. Just where did you leave it?"

"On the dining table. But I think it might have fallen down when I left, so, actually, it is probably under one of the kitchen counters right now." Hylia, it sounded like such a dumb idea, to leave her flat with just a single note to make sure that Revali knew she was okay left behind.

"Okay, hang on, I am going to look for it." Mipha could hear how Revali moved the phone away from his ear for a bit from how the volume grew less loud during the last half of his sentence, something she could already tell did not have anything to do with it having been enough to make Revali calm down. "I can't find anything—no, wait a second, I think I am seeing something there." the faint echo of Revali's earlier yelling was, despite how she could hear him move the phone to grab the note, still loud enough to reach her.

"Is it there?"

"Yes. But don't think that it means I think it was okay to just leave in the middle of the night without at the very least waking me up to tell me that you were fine and that I should not have to worry about you." Revali sighed, and Mipha could only do the same.

"I am sorry—"

"No, I don't really want to hear anything more. We can talk about this once you get home. Right now, I am just happy to hear that you are okay." the tired tone in Revali's voice only made the guilt grow, but Mipha supposed that it was what she deserved after having disappeared without leaving much behind to assure him that it was fine and that she was not in any danger. "I am going to hang up now," Revali continued, "I need to call Link and say that you finally answered your phone and that everything is fine."

"You called Link?"

"I called everyone I thought might have an idea about where you had gone. And I guess I thought that you might have gone to visit Sidon, but since I didn't know his number, I had to call Link so that he could give the phone to Sidon."

"You don't have to do that. I can call them and let them know that I am fine."

But there was no arguing with Revali about that. "No. I think that me yelling at you have been enough for now. Just… I don't know, promise me that the next time you decide that you can't just wait until it gets light outside to go to the beach, you will at the very least send a text to me to let me know that you are okay. Preferably, you should wake me up to let me know where you are going, but even a text would have been better than a note that did not stay where you left it."

"I promise."

"Good. Oh, and Urbosa told me that if I managed to find you, she wanted you to know that, one she is furious with you for putting us all though that, and two, if you are okay and you disappearing was some kind of way to show us that you are sad about the results of the mock exam, she can understand if you aren't feeling like you are ready to go to work today."

Hiding a groan behind her hand, Mipha tried not to imagine the mess she would have to sort out once she got to the café. "If you call her, will you tell her that I am sorry about making everyone worry about me, but that I am feeling better today, so I will be coming to work?" to tell the truth, Mipha was almost completely sure that, even if she still felt as bad about everything as she had done just a day ago, after having disappeared in the middle of the night with only a note under the kitchen counter to let Revali know that she was okay, she would not have felt like it would be right to accept Urbosa's offer of giving her a short break.

"I will." Revali paused before adding. "Oh, and if Zelda is still with you, will you let her know that I am giving her at least some of the blame for this?"

"But I was the one who disappeared!" Mipha argued, and even though she had no reason for doing so, she could feel how her body reacted automatically, shifting to sit in front of Zelda, almost like she could cover her from the blame Revali tried to place on her shoulders. "Listen, she just tried to make me feel better about the exam after I called her in the middle of the night. She even took me out to her own special place to let me use it to calm down and feel better about herself. I get that you are angry, and you have every right to be, but this wasn't her fault. I was the one who didn't think to leave a note in a place where you would be sure to find it."

"I get that," Revali said, and Mipha could already tell from the dismissive tone of voice that she was not going to change his opinion about who was to blame for her disappearing in the middle of the night just yet, "but she is nevertheless still the one who decided to help you leave."

He ended the call before she got another chance to protest, leaving Mipha to look down at her phone, mentally trying to sort out the mess she had just caused. But although she tried her best to go through it one by one, trying to figure out just how many she would have to call to apologise for making them worried, she just couldn't. She couldn't even begin to piece together the list of people she would have to make sure knew that she was okay.

Behind her, the sound of sand moving told her that Zelda had woken up, and moments later, she felt someone reach out to touch her shoulder, moving to sit next to her on the blanket.

"Are you okay?" Zelda asked, and Mipha did not need to turn around and look at her to know that she would find Zelda staring at her grip around the phone. With how she was holding it so tightly that her knuckles had turned white, it really was no wonder that Zelda had noticed.

"Yeah, yeah, I am fine. It's just that I found out that the note I left for Revali did not stay in the spot where I left it so he didn't find it." from the way Zelda breathed in, a slightly panicked sound accompanying it, Mipha could tell that she already knew what the consequences of that would be, but she still continued, bringing the phone up closer to herself, pressing it against her chest. "I—I have made a lot of people quite worried for me."

She wasn't sure what she had expected Zelda to do, but standing up so suddenly that it almost caused Mipha to let go of her phone was for sure not one of them.

"Come," Zelda said, reaching out to take her hand, already halfway dragging her to her feet before Mipha had a chance to respond, "I need to get you home right now. Goddesses, I should have thought about it, I am so sorry, when you called, I just completely forgot about anything else—"

Hearing Zelda talk about Mipha's mistake like it was somehow her fault, like she could ever be blamed for Mipha not thinking things through, made her chest tighten as she recalled how Revali had said almost the exact same thing. Why were the people around her always so eager to blame Zelda for everything? First with Zelda's father, then Revali, and now Zelda herself. Mipha supposed that it was that connection that made her dig her heels into the sand rather than merely following along like it seemed Zelda wanted her to do, bringing both of them to a halt.

"Hey, don't blame yourself," she said once she was sure she had Zelda's attention, "I get that you might think you should have asked me if I was sure Revali knew where I was or something like that, but I am not going to leave this place while you are still thinking that this is in any way your fault."

She could see the frustration in Zelda's eyes, how she rolled her eyes, tugging at her arm, but she stood still. And it worked, as Zelda turned around to look back at her.

Even though she was clearly trying her best to look annoyed, brows pulled together and mouth forming a thin line, Mipha could see the sparkle in her eyes grow as she gave her a short nod. "Okay, then. If you really want me to blame you for this, then I will. Will you now go to the car with me so that I can get you back home as quickly as possible?"

"Of course."

Zelda parked the car in front of the café only a little under half an hour later, Mipha all but jumping out of the car as she readjusted her shirt, the first thing she had grabbed from her dresser when she had run into her flat, simply taking the first articles of clothing she could find that would be appropriate for work before running back outside to let Zelda drive her to work.

With how hard her heart was beating, she almost managed to miss Zelda shouting how she wished her good luck at her, but at the last second, she turned around to wave at her as Zelda put the car into reverse, disappearing around the corner only a few moments later.

Once there were no more excuses she could use to avoid having to walk into the café and face her co-workers, Mipha took a deep breath and pushed the door leading into the back of the shop open.

Almost immediately, she was met with the sight of Revali standing next to the rack where her apron was still hanging, arms crossed in front of his chest as he silently followed her path over to him. At least he did reach out to take the apron and hand it to her. Mipha just hoped that it was a sign that he was no longer as angry as he had been that morning.

"Was it Zelda who drove you here?" he asked. When Mipha nodded, his expression softened a bit. "Well, I guess that she at least had the decency to make sure that you would get here in time, even if she was the reason why you would even need a lift in the first place."

Sensing that there was no reason to argue with him about where to place the blame for her disappearance, Mipha simply took the apron and began to put it on, while Revali watched her in silence.

"Are you ready to go in and get started on our shift?" he asked once she looked back up at him, the apron having been secured with a couple of knots.

The shift, despite being filled with awkward silences and her doing her best not to disappear from view for any longer than what was strictly necessary, ended up not being as horrible as Mipha had feared. Yes, she did notice how Revali grumbled about how worried he had been a couple of times, but by the time they had settled back into their usual routine, he had all but abandoned that, to instead redirect his anger and annoyance at the customers. Or at least that was what she thought.

"No, I am telling you that I don't care about your excuses!" the sound of Revali raising his voice alerted Mipha to the fact that she should probably step in and make sure that the situation would not get out of hand. Placing the class back down onto the table, she turned around and froze.

The person Revali was now almost yelling at was Zelda. She stood there, a guilty expression on her face. A couple of times, Mipha saw how Zelda opened her mouth like she wanted to get a word in, but Revali never gave her the chance to do so, simply continuing to rant at her, almost to the point where Mipha was starting to suspect that he was now speaking more to stay in control of the situation than because he actually wanted to continue to yell at her.

Mipha placing her hand on his arm, giving it a gentle tuck finally made him go silent as he turned around to face her.

"Hey," she said, relieved to see that Revali looked tired rather than angry, "there are people staring. I get that you are angry, but if you could not take that out on a customer, I would appreciate that."

For a moment, she thought that Revali was going to argue with her, as he stood up a bit straighter. But then he looked down, the energy almost seeming like it evaporated. "Sure. Just let her know that I still haven't forgiven her for letting you do something that dumb. I mean, yeah, I would maybe—even though that alone is a stretch for me—have expected you to do something stupid, but I thought you said that she was smart, so I had thought that she would know better." with that last insult, Revali left, going to stand at the opposite end of the counter.

A quick look around the shop informed Mipha of what she already knew: that almost everyone around her had seen the incident, and was now hurrying to look back down at their food, trying their best to look like they had not overheard it all. Mipha could not blame them. Even if she doubted that anyone would have been able to hear what Revali had hissed at her, she could still feel the embarrassment make her face grow hot, and there was no doubt in her mind that she was blushing. Doing her best not to think too much of it, she went over to see why Zelda had decided to come in despite knowing full well that Revali blamed her for Mipha leaving in the middle of the night without telling anyone.

Shaking her head, Mipha stepped up to the counter. "I am sorry about that. If I had known you would be coming in, I would have made sure to look out for you so that I could have stopped something like that from happening, but… well, I just did not pay enough attention. I hope he did not get a chance to be too harsh." it was a desperate hope, and Mipha knew that. Revali was simply not the type to begin with being calm. Instead, he usually seemed to prefer starting off by screaming and then gradually growing calmer.

But maybe that had changed. Mipha doubted it, though the fond look on Zelda's face did not look like she had just been yelled at for too long by Revali.

"No it's fine. Besides, considering why I came here to talk with you, I am actually happy to hear that you think I am smart." breathing in, Zelda smiled slightly. "Well, I would still be happy that you think I am smart no matter what, but it is even more of a relief now."

"Why? What did you want to talk with me about?" rolling onto the back of her shoe, Mipha shifted her weight to the side as she leant in over the counter, folding her hands under her chin and propping her elbows up on the table.

"I thought about what you told me yesterday—about your exams and all that. And, well, I thought that you might want to come over to my place after work today. We could sit down and get some work done. Order some food," she laughed, a low, melodic sound, "so that you won't have to deal with my culinary experiments ever again, and then just… I don't know, hang out for a while?"

The fact that Mipha did not have to consider her answer for even a second did not have anything to do with how the way Zelda looked at her, glancing up from underneath her lashes, sent butterflies flying in her stomach. Saying yes was the logical to do, considering how much Zelda had already been able to help her with coming up with a better way to study, and that was the reason Mipha reached out to take her hand, the feeling of Zelda's hand in hers almost making her lose track of what she wanted to say for a second before she managed to pull herself together.

"I would love to."

Zelda let out a little sound that sounded a lot like a relieved sigh, something Mipha could not quite make sense of. Surely, Zelda had already known that she would say yes. Mipha could not see how Zelda would have been able to miss the fact that even if Zelda's offer had actually been about the two of them going outside to jump into the trash, Mipha would still have done it if it meant she could get the chance to spend time with Zelda. There was simply no way that Zelda was not aware of that, not with how she had an almost eerie ability to guess how Mipha was feeling at all times. Really, Mipha would not be surprised if Zelda had looked up at her that very second, studying her face as she asked her how long she had been in love with her.

But it really seemed that Zelda did not know that there had been no need to ask, for she responded by taking both of Mipha's hands in hers, the sudden movement making Mipha take a step forward, feeling how her heart skipped a beat as she saw Zelda beam down at her. "Fantastic!" Zelda's voice cracked slightly, but she continued nevertheless. "I will make sure to prepare some snacks for us, and—I don't know, is there anything you would want me to get for you?"

All Mipha could ever want from their plan of meeting up to help each other get work done, she had already gotten. As long as Zelda was there, Mipha could not imagine anything that would be able to make her change her mind and decline the invitation. Not even Zelda's horrendous attempts at baking would be enough. So she shook her head, careful to wait for a second to let Zelda think that she had actually stopped to consider the question. As ridiculous as the idea of her having any more wishes than simply Zelda being there was, Mipha was sure that Zelda would have insisted for her to think about it before accepting her answer. "No, I don't think I will need anything other than you being there—and my computer, of course."

Was it just her mind playing a joke on her, or had her answer actually caused Zelda to blush? Mipha could have sworn that she saw red spots appear on her cheeks, but before she got the chance to confirm it, Zelda had turned to look at the wall next to them, her hair falling in front of her face, creating a curtain that kept Mipha from being able to get a proper look at her face. But as she thought about it, Mipha realised that she did not need to look at Zelda a second time to know that she was imagining things. After all, with how Zelda had gone to tell her father the truth about what she had been studying at university, Mipha could only assume that, had she been in love with her, she would already have let her know about it.

In a way, Mipha supposed she should be happy about that. The fact that Zelda had not ever seemed like she was about to say anything meant that there really was nothing between them other than friendship, and with Zelda, no clear message about that was the same as a crystal clear talk about how she viewed Mipha as a friend and that it should stay that way between them. So, even though she had never been able to muster up to courage to ask her directly about it, in a way, Mipha had already gotten her answer.

Still, with how Zelda smiled at her, her head tilted to the side, Mipha could not keep herself from clinging onto the foolish sense of hope that there might be just a little hint there.

"Good. Do you want me to pick you up after work, or would you prefer walking over to my place?"

What would Mipha prefer, getting another chance to sit next to Zelda, even if it was only for a few minutes, or to have to make her way through the city again? The answer was simple. The only thing that would have been able to subtract from her joy was the fact that she felt like a burden asking Zelda to pick her up, but even that was nothing she was not able to push away with the argument that Zelda had been the one to offer to help her as she smiled at her. "I would love if you could come to pick me up. Oh, and my shift is finished at one o'clock."

"Okay, then I will be back at one." Zelda had almost begun to move towards the door, but at the last moment, she stopped her movement. "And will you please remember to tell Revali where you are going this time? I would prefer not to give him another reason to yell at me again."

Mipha cringed. "Goddesses, I am so sorry about that. Trust me, I have tried telling him that it was my fault, that I was the one who forgot, but it just doesn't really wo—"

"Don't worry about it," Zelda said, "it was just a bad joke. Besides, I don't mind it too much. Obviously, it would be better if your friend wasn't angry at me, but it looks like he was just quite worried about you and is only looking for someone he can take it out on. And, all things considered, I can handle that just fine."

She did her best not to let her brain obsess over just what that last sentence might have meant, instead faking a smile. "Wow, that was quite the reach. I assume you did well in your Hylian classes when you had to analyse books?"

"I did relatively well, so if you ever have to write a book report, just come to me. I am the best at making up an interpretation that sounds vaguely convincing."

"I will keep that in mind. But you will pick me up at one?"

"Yes, I will be there the moment the minute hand is pointing directly upwards," Zelda promised, readjusting her bag, pushing it up higher on her arm. With one last wave, she left the café.

As she had expected, Revali was not exactly happy when Mipha went over to tell him that she had just agreed for her and Zelda to meet up to get a chance to complete a bit of work, keeping her voice down to ensure that the customers would not become spectators for another round of Revali yelling at someone. But, despite how he grumbled a bit about how he should just buy something he would be able to track her location with, Revali was not able to completely hide the smile on his face as he mumbled something about how he still hoped that she would have fun.

With the knowledge that she would not wake up to find several missed calls from Revali and a long list of people whom she had made worry about her, Mipha felt a lot better when she exited the café later that afternoon than when she had entered. Although she knew that she had yet to call a few of those Revali had contacted while trying to figure out where she was, the task seemed like less of an immense problem than it had done when she had also had to worry about Revali still being angry at her. With that in mind, Mipha found herself walking along the footpath with a spring in her step.

Zelda's car was parked only a few metres away from the café, but the time it took for Mipha to reach her was still enough for Zelda to look up, spot her, and get out of the car. With an over exaggerated bow, Zelda moved over to the passenger side to hold open the car for her, showing how all of the blankets from when they had gone to the beach were still lying in there. A closer look at the inside of the car told her that a few of the blankets had actually been removed, instead lying in a pile on the backseat. Mipha assumed that those were the ones Zelda had brought along to the beach.

"Ready to leave?" Zelda asked as Mipha climbed into her seat, closing her door as she went over to sit down in the driver's seat.

"More than ready," Mipha admitted, trying to hide the way she finally let herself relax, leaning back down into the blankets around her as she looked over at Zelda.

Before long, they reached the block of flats where Zelda lived, and once again, Zelda hurried to get out. Mipha followed her path around the car with her eyes as she hurried over to open her door for her.

"You do know that I am perfectly able to do that on my own?" Mipha smiled at her, still nodding as she got out of the car.

"Yeah, but then I would not get the chance to do this." for a moment, Mipha found herself wondering what exactly 'this' entailed, but then Zelda took her hand and, slamming the car door shut behind them and pointing backwards to lock the car, she began running, making Mipha automatically follow along as they made their way over to the door to the block of flats.

"Are we in a hurry?" she asked, not able to hide a grin as Zelda pushed the door open with her back, barely slowing down to grab her key before she started sprinting up the stairs, and Mipha had to admit that the amount of energy she was able to muster was impressive as Zelda managed to not only get herself up the first flight of stairs, but also to pull Mipha long, barely slowing down.

"Yeah, I can't wait to show you what I have prepared!"

"And what exactly is that?"

"You will have to wait and see."

With how quickly they were making their way up the stairs, it did not take long before Zelda had unlocked the door and pointed Mipha towards the living room.

It looked exactly like how Mipha remembered it. The same jumble of books, sheets of paper and clothes lying around in the corners, the same huge bookshelves lining the walls. But as she ventured into the room, one thing leapt to the eye. It was a glass jar placed on the coffee table, a red bow tied around it. Stepping closer, Mipha crouched down to try to get a closer look at the contents of the jar. It looked like it was countless of tiny, crumbled up pieces of paper, taking up almost half of the space inside the jar.

"Do you like it?"

She had not heard Zelda enter the room, so the sudden sound of her voice made Mipha both try to turn around to look up at her while reaching out to hold onto the coffee table for support, the result being that she almost fell over.

"Uh," she said, making a face as she rubbed the spot where her elbow had connected with the table, "I am not sure I can see what it is."

"It's this." Zelda picked up the jar, pushing it towards her. "I thought that you needed something that would be able to cheer you up, so I wrote my opinion about you onto little pieces of paper and put them into this jar. That way, whenever you are feeling bad about yourself or about your exams, you will at least know that you are still amazing even if you don't get a good grade." she shook the jar, making the little paper balls inside fly around. "Here, try one!"

Accepting the jar from Zelda, Mipha slowly opened it, placing the lid on the coffee table next to her. Her hands trembled slightly as she stuck her hand inside, unsure of which piece of paper she should take. In the end, she grabbed the first one that caught her eye, pulling her hand back out.

Zelda looked at her, as she unfolded the piece of paper, and Mipha tried her best not to think too much about the way her eyes almost seemed to sparkle as she held up the paper, reading aloud. "I think that you are one of the kindest persons I have ever met." she read, and, Hylia, her voice cracked on the last syllable, didn't it? Reaching up to wipe the tears away with the back of her hand, Mipha swallowed, trying her best to force back the tears. "You wrote this?"

Zelda nodded, but an unsure look passed over her face. "Yes. I—I thought that you might want to have something you could bring along with you when you were feeling bad about things, just so that you could have something to cheer you up." Mipha didn't miss how Zelda's gaze remained fixed on the jar, not once flickering upwards to look at her. "But, uh, I can see now that it might not have been the best idea—"

""What are you talking about?" the little laugh finally made Zelda meet her gaze. "I love this. Thank you so much!"

"It was nothing," Zelda said, but they could both tell how it was very much not nothing, not for Zelda and certainly not for Mipha. Still, Zelda clapped her hands together, effectively ending the conversation about the glass jar. "Now, why don't we sit down to get some work done? I think that was why we decided to go here in the first place, wasn't it?"

"It was indeed."

"Do you want something?" Zelda asked, already having started to move through the room, towards the hallway and the kitchen. "I know that I am going to need to have something to drink, but what about you?"

"Do you have tea?"

"Of course. Actually, I even have cinnamon-flavoured tea. I bought that just for you."

A strange sense of warmth flickered in Mipha's chest as she saw how Zelda stopped to wait for her response, leaning against the doorframe. Although she did her best to push it back down, shoving the fluttering feeling in her stomach away, she could not deny that it was there. And, maybe, just maybe, a little part of her that she could not quite identify, did not want her to ignore it.

Mipha did her best not to think too much about it and let herself get lost in the attempts of sorting out her feelings as she returned Zelda's smile. "Well, what can I say? I am always happy to introduce others to the wonders of cinnamon flavoured foods and drinks."

"So am I," Zelda nodded before she left for the kitchen, leaving Mipha alone in the living room.

She found Revali sitting in the couch when she got home, a phone pressed to his ear. As she leant into the room, trying to gauge whether or not he would soon be finished with the call, he jumped to his feet and started pacing through the room, his voice rising just a bit along with himself. Barely pausing to acknowledge her presence with a little nod as she waved at him, he continued to go over to the window, leaning against the windowsill as he continued to argue, talking into the phone in a tone that sounded like he had to restrain himself from yelling.

So Mipha waited. Standing still at the entrance to the living room, she followed Revali's path through the room with her eyes, silently waiting for him to be finished with the conversation. From the sound of it, she would guess that he was talking to one of his fellow students, and Mipha did not envy the other person who, from the sound of it, seemed to have forgotten to bring their notes somewhere.

Finally, Revali ended the call, hissing at the other person that he could understand them not being as good at organising their things as he was, but that it was still not his problem when they lost track of their things and turned around to face her.

"Yes?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.

She pushed herself away from the wall. "I just wanted to say that I was home. You know, just…" she let the sentence trail off, but there had not been any need for her to finish. They both knew what she had been about to say, that there was no need to worry about her, she had not gone to fall asleep on a beach without being aware of her phone.

"You know," Revali began, "you don't have to continue doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Constantly telling me where you are. I know that I might have overreacted a bit, but, by now, I can see that you were tired and just didn't think. Besides, you did leave a note, and even if you did not make sure that it would not get lost, that was still something."

Mipha shook her head. "No, no, I get it. You were worried, and I didn't answer my phone."

"Are you seriously telling me that I was right?" Revali smirked at her, and Mipha knew that, unless she would like to spend the next year having to constantly remind Revali that just because he had been right once, did not mean that he was right about everything, she would have to disagree with him, just a bit.

"Maybe. I mean, not when you started yelling at Zelda and blamed her for how I disappeared without making sure that you would find my note, but I can't fault you for being worried, not when I know full well that I would have done almost the exact same thing if I had been the one to wake up to find that my roommate had disappeared during the night."

Revali went silent, staring down at his phone, with such an intense look that it was almost like it would give up and explode under the pressure if he continued doing it for any longer. Thankfully, Mipha never had to find out if that was the case, as Revali lowered the phone back, down shoving it into his pocket as he shot a smile in her direction. "So I was somewhat right. And, yeah, you're right." he poked her in the side. "You were the one being an idiot, not Zelda."

"I'm happy we could agree on that," Mipha said, silently readying herself for a new nickname that would most likely incorporate her latest mistake.