Cupid!Link being assigned to help Rhett land the perfect partner and having to constantly follow him around and one day he see’s Rhett checking someone out and reaches for his bow and an arrow so that he can shoot them, but he hesitates and they leave before he can do it and he can’t figure out why he didn’t shoot them. It turns out Link is in love with Rhett himself and can’t bring himself to shoot any of Rhett’s potential partners, eventually he’s called to cupid headquarters and confronted about his inability to do his job, they threaten to take him off of it if he doesn’t find someone and shoot them by valentine's day, Link confesses his feelings for Rhett and the head cupid tells him he will make a deal with him, He will make him human and give him the chance to make Rhett fall in love with him by valentine’s day and if he doesn’t Link has to shoot the first person he see’s Rhett checking out. Link is determined to do everything he can to get Rhett to fall for him.
A snippet of fanfic based on a prompt by @whotookmyusernameidea (I can’t post this to Ao3 until the ~19th because I have to wait for an invite.) So enjoy a teaser of Cupid!Link :)
Link was stretched out in the bed of Rhett’s truck, eyes shut and mind drifting, when the engine suddenly rumbled to life. His eyes snapped open and he stared up at clear blue sky as the truck pulled away from the curb. They were already halfway down the block when Link sat up, throwing his quiver over his shoulder and palming his bow.
Music drifted out of the cab, and he turned to study the back of Rhett’s head through the darkened window. His curls were gracefully arranged, ruffled by the warm morning air, and the sleeves of his plaid shirt were rolled up.
Link smiled and hummed along with the song, the scent of Rhett’s pomade drifting back to him. When Rhett glanced in his rear view mirror, Link sat up a little straighter and smoothed a wrinkle out of his white shirt. Even though Rhett couldn’t see him, he couldn’t suppress the urge to preen. Just in case.
He knew where they were going long before they arrived, and was already poised to climb over the tailgate when the truck stopped. Link’s feet hit the pavement in tandem with Rhett throwing open the door, and he trailed his charge into the coffee shop. The familiar smell of coffee and berries made his lips part, which grew into a full smile when Rhett got in line.
As soon as he aligned himself with the people in front of him, Rhett crossed one arm over his chest and began idly rubbing his beard. Link had watched him do that exact thing every day for months. If they happened to arrive when there wasn’t a line, he still did it while waiting for his order.
Link perched on the back of the leather couch beside the door, nodding at everyone who entered. It was a way to counteract his invisibility; if he pretended they could see him, he felt more a part of things. Without the playact, Link would’ve gone insane from loneliness and isolation a long, long time ago.
Rhett got to the front of the line, ordered his usual, and stepped to the side while taking out his phone. Link knew he was texting Stevie, apologizing for running late. He’d watched Rhett send that text on several occasions, but the apology donuts were a first—and a nice touch. Link smiled again, pushing his glasses into place.
The smile faded when an attractive man approached Rhett, toeing the line of his personal space. Link was across the room in an instant, arrow nocked and heart hammering.
Imagine cupid!Link laying with his head on Rhett’s lap while Rhett watches TV. Imagine him making comments about whatever Rhett watches, despite the fact that Rhett can’t hear, see or feel him. or Cupid!Link getting into the shower with him, watching him lather up and wash himself, hands slowly caressing his body and Link thinks he can hear his heartbeating in his ears, Rhett leans forward to pick up something he’s dropped and Link gets a very interesting view. He’s all flustered and sputtering as he rushes out of the shower.
Summary: Cupid!Link is in charge of finding Rhett a soulmate. For five months, though, he’s been coming up with excuses so he doesn’t have to do his job.
Thanks to @whotookmyusernameidea again for the prompt. Hope you like it!
To anyone who wants to write a fic based on the Cupid!Link prompt, please do and tag me in it so I can fawn over how amazing you all are. I would absolutely love it!
