A/N: School's hard right now... sorry this took so long. There's going to be a time jump next chapter so yay :D Also, I have a lot of orchestra stuff and AP exams coming up, and my mental health has gone to utter shit. So next chapter will be slow. I just won't be leaving for like 4 months. Chapters will probably take 2-3 weeks, depending on my time and motivation!
Anyways, enjoy! Read and review, as always!
Midna looks up at Link, blinking once or twice before coming to her senses. A flush crossed her face. She grinned and pushed her head into her husband's chest, allowing him to pick her up. With each step Link took, Midna hummed to the little shakes as he held her. She remained quiet until she knew they were inside, and she felt the atmosphere change.
Midna flickered her eyes as Link laid her down on she surmised to be their bed. She eyed him as he laid down beside her, resting his hand on her hip.
"What are you up to?" Midna asked, a sly grin on her face as her eyes remained half lidded.
Link blushed and shrugged his shoulders, raising his brows. "Whatever you want to do, my princess. "
Pondering for a moment, Midna smirked, placing her hand on her husband's chest. "You wait here for a moment," she whispered, rising from the bed. Heading towards the washroom, she grabbed one of her bags, and winked back at Link before hiding herself in the freedom of the room.
Quickly, she undressed, dropping the day's garments to the floor. She was exhausted, but she knew what Link was up to. Untying her bag, she pulled out her favorite lingerie and putting it on. To her, it felt a little tight, but that was to be expected with the coming circumstances.
Staring into the mirror, she sighed at the bump in her stomach, but grinned. She was about to tell him. Bending down, reaching back into her bag, Midna pulled out a loose, rather transparent robe, and wrapped it around her skin. It would hide it until she took it off. She took a deep breath and smiled into the mirror.
Leaving the washroom, Midna silently walked up on Link. He laid across the bed, staring up at the ceiling and cracking his knuckles. With a small leap, Midna hopped on top of the bed, and straddled herself on Link's lap. His face flushed as he was caught off guard. When he met eyes with Midna, he grinned.
Taking his wife's hand, Link whispered. "How about we trade places, it'll work better that way."
Raising her brows and shrugging her shoulders, Midna lightly laughed. "Whatever you say." Slowly, she began to climb off of Link, brushing her hand against him, making him turn red.
Leaning up against the backboard of the bed, Midna spread her legs open only slightly. As Link came forward to her, she reached out towards him, pushing his robe off his shoulders. Raising his brows, Link did the same, pulling his wife's robe off while she pulled off his.
Midna's heart raced as he took the robe off - either he would see her stomach or he wouldn't. She could tell that he saw, but he shrugged it off. He probably only thought she'd gained weight. He would find out sooner or later that it wasn't the case.
Link lowered himself between Midna's legs. He watched as her eyes widened and face flushed - he hadn't done this before. He was nervous as hell. Slowly, he started to kiss the inner of her thighs. And then up further. Her hip bone. And when he was expected to meet with a rather soft stomach - he wasn't. It was hard - unmovable.
Link paused, he could feel the heat emanating from Midna - her face extremely flushed.
"Midna…?"
She only grinned a little bit, turning her head away.
Furrowing his brows and smirking, Link rose a little bit. "Is this what I think..?" His heart began to race. He was hoping he was right.
Midna slowly nodded her head. "You're going to be a dad."
Midna's smile lit up as she watched Link. This was the happiest she's seen him. She watched as he let a few tears flow. Midna laid on her side as Link laid next to her, wrapping his hands around her waist, pressing his ear to her stomach. Midna giggled a bit when she heard him incoherently mumble.
After ten minutes or so, Link crawled up Next to Midna, pulling up the blanket over them. Midna laid her head on top of Link's chest as she knitted herself together with him.
"How far along are you?" Link asked in a happy, yet shaky voice.
"Fifteen weeks." Midna grinned.
"How many moon is that? You know I'm not good with numbers." Link rested his hand on Midna's back.
Midna shrugged her shoulders a slight bit. "About three."
"How many more are left?"
"Six." Midna sighed. "The worst of it is over now. That's why I kept getting sick the past few weeks."
Link nodded his head. "Well at least that makes sense now." He paused. "What is your father going to think?"
Midna sighed, "I don't know, but he's going to have to get used to it."
Link chuckled, "He sure will."
It was their last night at Zelda's mansion. Midna and Link were out at the waterfront as the night settled in.
"I wish I had known how nice the ocean was," Link murmured, staring out into the waves. "I never knew how nice it was as a kid."
"Maybe we'll have to come back here, then." Midna smirked, inching closer to him.
Sitting himself down in the sand, Link helped Midna lower herself down. She made him rest between his legs, leaning her head back onto his chest. She closed her eyes to the lull of his heartbeat, as he wrapped his hands around her waist.
"Do we have to leave?" Link whispered.
Midna giggled. "Well, we do have a kingdom to look over."
Link shrugged, pressing his head against his wife's. "I just don't want this feeling to go away. I haven't felt this happy in weeks."
Midna nodded her head. "I feel the same way." She gently closed her eyes, leaning her head back on Link's chest. A smile warmed up on her face, only to grow tight as she heard her husband's heartbeat begin to race. "Link," Midna rose her head from his chest, speaking softly, with a taint of worry. "What's wrong?"
He remained silent for a moment, staring into Midna's eyes. With a sigh, he turned his head down, shrugging his shoulders. "I didn't take my meds today… and I'm really anxious about when we get back. Your father… what will he do?"
Midna cupped her hands around Link's cheeks, inching her face close to his. "He will do nothing to you, me, or the baby. I will not allow it. He may not like it, but he's going to have to deal with it."
Link wouldn't allow Midna to put any of the bags in the wagon by herself. That, however, was only frustrating her.
"Link, I can lift my own bag - it's not like I'm close to being due," Midna groaned. "I'm fine."
Link shrugged his shoulders. "I only want the best for you, my dear." He helped his wife up into the wagon, before finishing tacking Epona up.
Once the mare's reins were all situated, Link hopped up in the wagon, steering his horse to a slow walk. It had been a good hours of driving when Midna came and sat next to Link. She tried to take the reins from his hands.
"Let me drive, go take a nap." Midna wrapped the reins around her fingers. "I'm going to take you somewhere." She realized she recognized the area enough.
Raising his brows and rolling his eyes, Link sighed. "Okay. Don't get us lost, though."
Sighing and shaking her head sarcastically, "I won't, Link."
As he pecked her cheek, Link moved himself to the back of the wagon, filing himself into Midna's makeshift napsack. With a sigh, he shut his eyes, as his wife had told him to do. The beat of Epona's hooves lulling him to darkness.
Glancing over her shoulder, Midna grinned when she saw his eyes shut. She knew his sleep had been sporadic for some time. Turning her attention back to Epona, she crossed her legs and focused on the trail before her. She knew she had to watch for a small creek - when she saw that, she knew she had to follow it back to the Ordon spring.
It was past midday, and the glistening of the creek caught her eye, she slipped a grin. Peering over her shoulder once again, and her husband was still asleep. Allowing a small giggle to escape her lips, Midna turned back toward the road. It wasn't too long until the spring was in sight. Slowing Epona down at the crossroads, Midna debated - she could head to Ordon, and surprise Link, or she could go back to Hyrule castle, as planned.
With a shrug, Midna steered Epona left, further away from Hyrule castle, and deeper into the Ordon province. The smell of goats flooded the area. Midna had thought that the familiar scent that he was attuned to would wake him from slumber. It did not, however. Halting Epona next to the abandoned house, Midna slowly lowered herself from the wagon and began to untack Epona.
Setting the horse free, Midna watched as the mare wandered in the opening, nibbling at the grass. Looking back up in the wagon, Link was still asleep.
Laughing to herself, Midna grabbed her bag from the wagon, pulling out some Ordonian clothes she was given the last time she was here. She put them on, in respect for the community, and to hide her bump. They were a bit big on her, but Midna didn't really mind.
Dressed, the twili began to head into the town, slowly bringing back memories of the place. As soon as she entered the main area of the town, she heard her names shouted.
"Midna!" A familiar voice yelled. As Midna turned to see, she saw Uli approach her, a small toddler in her arms. "You're here! I didn't know you were visiting Hyrule!" The woman paused, and looked around. "Where's Link?"
Midna snorted. "He's still asleep in the wagon."
Uli laughed, "That seems very typical of him." Turning back to her house, she glanced over at Midna. "How about we go inside and talk? We can catch up to something cold to drink."
Grinning, the twili nodded. "That seems like a good idea."
During the short walk to Uli's house, Midna waved to many of the Ordonian residents she recognized. She believed she confused most of them - because Link wasn't by her side.
In Uli's home, the two women sat across from each other on the small chairs in the living place. Both of them having a glass of water, and Uli's toddler, Emma, played with her toys on the floor.
"So how have you and Link been?" Uli asked.
Midna shrugged, taking a sip of water. "It's been stressful, especially for Link. I at least had experience with ruling when my parents were the rulers, but this.. this is completely new to him."
"I could understand," Uli sighed. "And, Zelda sent Link's friend… Eric? I think that's what his name was. Zelda sent him with a message for Rusl and I, I guess because we were Link's adoptive parents. She said you two had an issue with trying to have a child."
Midna's eyes faced the floor. "We did. We're trying to put it behind us now."
"Well that's good." Uli grinned.
"Right now, we're just trying to prepare for the new one." Midna grinned.
Still grinning, Uli's eyes shot open in disbelief, "Wait, what?"
"You heard me." Midna smirked, raising one brow.
Standing from her seat, locking the front door, closing the windows, Uli turned and looked back at Midna. "Undo the middle section of your layers. I want to see this for myself."
Rolling her eyes, Midna untied the robes around her midsection, revealing the small bump.
Uli's eyes were wide, as well as the grin on her face. "How far along?"
"Sixteen weeks," Midna whispered, "Almost seventeen."
Redoing the robes around her waist, Uli took her hands. "If you need any help, with anything, come to me. I'm the town's midwife. I can take care of you too."
Midna's face flushing, she nodded her head. "Thank you, Uli. It means a lot."
Startled by a pounding on the door, both of the women turned their heads to the commotion.
"Uli! Link's back!" It was obviously Rusl's voice.
"I know!" His wife responded. "I have Midna in here!"
A pause in his voice. "Why is the door locked?"
"I was changing, sorry!" Midna yelled out to him. Quickly she walked over to the door, opened it. There stood Rusl, welcoming her with a big hug.
"Link came looking for you Midna," Rusl told her. He came running into town because you weren't in the wagon or his house."
Pulling away Midna laughed. "He was out like a log in the wagon, and I didn't want to wake him."
Rusl shook his head, laughing. "Link sleeps too much."
Midna shrugged her shoulders. "I beg to differ. He has a hard time sleeping anymore."
Looking over Rusl's shoulder, she paused, giggling to herself as she watched her frantic husband run about Ordon. She watched as their eyes met when he eyed Rusl's home. He sighed, grinned, and ran over to them.
"Midna," Link panted, out of breath. "Why didn't you wake me?"
Rusl stepped to the side as Midna approached her husband. "Because you don't sleep well anymore."
With a groan, Link shrugged his shoulders, taking his wife's hand. "Is the gathering this weekend?"
Rusl shook his head. "I'm afraid not, but I'm sure that hearing that you're around will make everybody want to do town supper tonight." Crossing his arms, Rusl eyed a few of the neighbor's houses. "I'll go tell them - you two go get some rest. Honestly, you both look like you could use a nap."
As Link was about to repute, Midna opened her mouth. "I agree with you, Link needs some rest." Taking her husband to the door with her, she smirked. "You know where we'll be."
After a quick and quiet walk through town, Midna climbed the ladder, Link right behind her. As Link opened the door to his small cottage, a wave of dust hit them in the face.
"Eugh," Link mumbled. "Maybe I should clean up a little bit."
Midna shrugged her shoulders. "You go ahead and do that." She bent down and kissed Link on the cheek. "I'm going to go lay up in the loft. My back hurts… You can join me if you'd like."
Staring at a dusty table, Link shrugged, and followed Midna up to the loft. At the top, the two sat on the old bed. Midna groaned and laid on her side. Frowning, Link reached across to a small nightstand, pulling out a long cloth from it.
Unraveling the cloth, Link looked at his wife. "Where does your back hurt?"
Midna glanced at him, sitting up. Resting her hands on her lower back, she nodded. "Here."
Taking the cloth, Link rested it against her back, and wrapped it around her lower waist, avoiding her bump. Once fully wrapped, her pulled it tight and tied it. Holding his wife's sides and she leaned back against him.
Link closed his eyes, burying his face into his wife's shoulder.
"Only six more moons," Midna whispered, allowing herself to conform to Link.
