Pipit didn't dare follow Link after his shortened visit to The Lumpy Pumpkin, he seemed to disappear, even after patrolling Skyloft, searching the floating islands, he found nothing. No sign that Link had even landed on any of them. Pipit had waited what felt like months-which were really weeks before he heard of news that Link had returned to Skyloft.
He definitely needed to talk to him.
Pipit headed down the academy halls after class, waving hello to a couple of students before heading to his house, he would wait until Link arrived at the academy to talk to him.
Link was tired, his eyes flickering between sleep and awareness that he wasn't in bed yet as he headed for the house he regularly cleaned for.
Pipits.
In all honesty, he had almost given up on this search for Zelda, it was hopeless. He would take a day or two of, maybe even a week.
Right then though, he needed to apologise to his best friend, the one he'd abandoned a few weeks ago.
Link assumed he would be angry so he'd bought a couple of Pumpkin soups for them to eat.
He headed to Pipit's door, knocking softly and clearing his throat, trying his best not to stumble with the soup.
"Pipit?" He called from behind the door.
It was not immediate, but the door opened, revealing an exhausted looking Knight, his hair a mess, he wore his –not so usual-white long sleeved shirt and a pair of old pants.
"Pipit…" He repeated, wanting nothing more than to smile like a goof, their usual greeting towards each other, but right then it didn't seem right, he's ruined that closeness between them.
"Link…" He muttered, leaving the door ajar and heading back inside, his mother fortunately wasn't home yet. Link followed inside, closing the door behind him, it was dusty, he would need to clean again soon, hopefully for free this time.
Pipit frowned as sat at one of the broken chairs, dusting the table off a little. "Where do you go?" He blurted, hoping it wasn't too forward.
Link froze.
"Nowhere." He lied, but it was unlikely Pipit would even believe him, it was unfathomable to believe that he was disappearing nowhere for weeks on end.
"You're lying." HE accused as Link placed the soups on the table, he took one despite how angry he was with Link-he was also severely hungry , having not eaten all day.
Link shook his head, but knew Pipit was right, he was lying, and it wasn't fair on him, but to tell him the truth? Well that could conclude in so many disasters. Pipit wanting to adventure the dangerous surface, being angry with him, stopping him from going.
"Pipit…You just need to trust me…" He tried, but only received a scorning glare from his friend.
Pipit dropped his spoon and looked into Link's desperate blue eyes. "I…I don't want you to get hurt…Whatever you're doing, this secret, I don't want you to disappear for weeks and then never come back." He admitted, looking back down into the tinted orange soup.
An adoring smile tugged on Link's lips. Pipit really did care for him.
"I won't get hurt…Even if I do, I have...a helper." He admitted, referring to Fi as he discretely glanced back at the sword persuading from the sheath on his back.
"Link I-" Pipit was cut off by the sounds of his mother opening the door, chiming to herself as she held a large loaf of bread.
"Darling, look at you." She approached Link, taking his cheek in a pinched grip, Link scrunching his nose in response, forcing a smile on his lips.
Mallara walked over to the broken chair and took a seat, placing the bread on the table with a happy go lucky smile. Pipit was definitely not in the mood for his mother tonight.
Link cleared his throat.
"I'll talk to you later…on your Patrol?" Link offered, followed by a soft nod from Pipit before leaving.
Pipit hated Patrol tonight, he hated pretty much everything actually, all he wanted to do was go home, curl up in bed and sleep, forget about Karane, Link, his mother, his friends. Everything. He took a deep breath as he walked around the grounds of the Knight Academy, at least he had room for thoughts in tee desolate night.
Link emerged from his dorm a couple of hours after he'd arrived, in his usual village clothing instead of his knight uniform, what point was there to wear it when he was simply meeting Pipit.
"Pipit?" Link called.
Pipit turned around, looking over at the shorter, messy looking boy, it looked like he'd just been for a nap as usual. "Hi." He replied not so enthusiastically as usual.
Link furrowed his brows in concern, approaching the Knight, clearing his throat. "You…aren't angry with me are you?...About the Lumpy Pumpkin incident?" He asked with a hint of uncertainty.
Pipit didn't answer for a moment, he simply stood there staring at his feet.
Was he angry? No, he wasn't, just a little disappointed that he wasn't as important to Link as he wanted to be.
"No." He answered simply.
"You...aren't?" He asked in confusion, it was his biggest fear, Pipit being angry with him, he never wanted that.
The brunette shook his head and sighed, Link was so oblivious really, to everything.
"No, I'm not because…well you are important to me...as a friend, fellow student and your prefect." He paused. "Link…You know I understand you have things to do, and I'm okay with that." He explained, swallowing nervously when the blonde's soft half smile tugged on his kissable lips.
Link didn't say a word, only wrapped his arms around pipit and held him close, this was all he asked for, for his best friend to forgive him. "You are the best Pipit." Link announced.
Pipit shrugged and hugged Link back, fingers shakily holding onto the material of Link's shirt, smiling like an idiot.
He never understood why Link could make him smile so much.
Link stayed for a couple of days, most of it made up of sleeping and eating, not that anyone minded, especially the principle. He knew that Link was doing this for his daughter.
Pipit barely saw Link after their second meeting, so he spent those days studying with Karane, going for walks, training. Anything to take his mind off of the adorable blond Knight. But it was straining him, not seeing Link, it made him want to see him even more. So with a polite excuse to Karane, he headed to Link's dorm, hoping it was unlocked as he turned the handle, the door creaking, echoing through the room.
Brown eyes lay upon Blue.
Link was shirtless as Pipit could tell, curled up in bed, his uniform tossed across the floor and his weapons stacked on his overly crowded desk. Pipit could easily tidy it up for Link. But there were multiple other things that distracted him.
He nervously perched on the edge of the bed, his fingers reaching out bravely, brushing over the blanket covered leg of Link. Hoping he didn't wake.
Pipit knew this was wrong, he was a prefect, a Knight, a professional. But here he was, falling hard for his best friend. He wanted this with Karane, but of course, he couldn't force those feelings.
Fingers trailed up to Link's thigh, hurrying past and tracing his hip bone.
Pipit continued his actions until he finally reached Link's hair, his fingers brushing through it, messy waves turning a little neater. He could feel his heart racing. In that moment he felt more passion to Link than anything, to birds, to Karane.
Link furrowed his brows in his sleep, though something prevented him from waking up, it was like an angle was watching over him, trying to prevent those dark dreams from taking over his mind.
Soft fingers, warm touch.
Pipit smiled and leaned down, pressing a kiss to Link's cheek, his lips wandered, closer to his friends lips.
Could he do this?
Yes.
He could.
Pipit leaned down a little more, pressing a barely there kiss to Link's lips, his taste, feel, smell, it was all so intoxicating. But he couldn't continue this, Link could wake up at any moment.
But right then, Pipit's common sense was faltering.
He cupped Link's cheek and left a soft kiss on his lips. Hoping he'd felt it felt that spark between them.
"Sweet dreams…" He whispered softly, bushing a few bangs from Link's sweat covered brow.