could I possibly ask for anything with four? honestly anything you'd like, I just want some nice fluff with my favorite link <3
I'll admit, this is the first time I've ever written Four! I've only played Minish Cap so I tried to focus more on that but he was a lot of fun!
A Little bit of Luck
(Four x Reader) Warnings: None <3
“Hey Smithy!” Four looked up from where he was polishing his shield. You jogged up to him, sitting down so closely that your shoulder pressed against his. Your cheerful voice pulled him in like a spell. Enticing him to lean against you. Casually of course.
“Got a question for ya!”
“Yes, no and no.”
“I haven't even asked yet!” You whined. Four just chuckled, nudging you with his elbow as he kept working.
“Yes I've made armor before. No I don't have the tools for it, so NO I'm not making Wind a suit of armor. No matter how ‘cool’ it would look.”
You held up your index finger. “First of all, I will never understand how you do that.”
Four rolled his eyes lightheartedly, having yet again predicted exactly what you were gonna ask him. He didn't quite understand it either. You had only known each other for a little while but it might as well have been a lifetime. The way he could just look at you and know exactly what you might be thinking. Predicting your moves effortlessly as though he had studied them for years. In return, it was as if you could read him like a book. Always one step ahead of him. Ready with whatever it was he needed when working or watching his back in battle.
“Secondly,” you added another finger. “It would be extremely cool.”
“It'd be a pain is what it would be” he corrected. “I'd like to just stick to weapons, thank you very much.”
“Fiiiiiiiine. Now can I actually ask the question I came over here for or not?”
Four put down the shield, giving you his full attention. “I'm not making you one either”
“Seriously?” You hit his arm playfully. He laughed at the downright adorable way your face pouted.
“Okay, okay I'm sorry” he raised his hands in defense, still chuckling. “What's your question?”
You stuck your tongue out at him before pointing to his belt. “I noticed these things on your belt. What are they?”
“My kinstones?” He held up the small chain hanging on his hip. The small, broken halves of incomplete kinstones dangled from the thin chain, clinking together. He placed it into your outstretched palm, letting you take a closer look.
“Kinstones…” you repeated curiously. “They look broken. Did something happen?” Picking at them carefully.
“They all start off like that” he pulled out the small bag he stored the rest of his collection in. “Everyone in my era has some and are always trading them around.” He explained, picking out a few more from his bag.
“See, every piece has a matching half” he explained, placing a blue one into your hand. “If you can find the other half you can combine them together. We call it fusing.” You hung onto every word he said. His heart fluttering at the way you pressed against him to get a closer look. Holding the small pieces between your fingers up to the light.
“Do they do anything?”
“Rumor is,” Whispering in your ear like a child telling a secret. “If you can find a match, something good will happen to you.” Your eyes lit up.
“Really? Like what?
Four shrugged. “Hard to say for sure. I think it depends on the holder. Someone from my village told stories of finding hidden treasures after fusing some together.”
“Wow…” you said breathlessly, admiring all the small pieces in your hand. Part of him wished you would look at him that way. A part of him that the others quickly called a sap and tried to get to shut up before he did anything dumb.
“You have so many! You must get pretty lucky with all of those.”
He looked at you gently. The red in his eyes scanning the soft features of your face. If only you realized just how lucky he really was.
“(Y/N)!” Warriors called out. “Collector wants a word with you. Something about missing one of his rings.”
“Like he needs help looking for it or is he accusing me of taking it?” You asked but Wars just shrugged.
“Let's hope for your sake it's the former.”
You groaned, taking a last look at the tiny stones on your palm. You grabbed one of his hands, carefully handing them back with a smile. “Wish I had my own right now. Knowing how prickly he is about his stuff the Vets probably losing his mind.”
Four chuckled, keeping his hand perfectly still in yours until you pulled away. You stood up, dusting off your trousers. Your fingers brushed his shoulder, guiding his attention up to you. “Tell me if you find a match, okay? I'd love to see it.” He nodded, watching as you walked off. Your fingers lingering on his shoulder for as long as possible.
Four trembled ever so slightly.
“You okay there Four? You aren't cold are you?” Wars asked. A shit eating grin on his face.
Four glared at him. Stuffing the stones back into their pouch, and hooking the chain onto his belt.
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You regrettably woke up. Your body felt sore from the tumble you took downhill yesterday when stepping through the sudden portal. You were already planning out your revenge on the cook, who had been the reason for your little mishap, as you sat up.
The usual sounds of the others getting ready filled the space of camp. Most of the others are already up except for Sky and Wind. The smell of breakfast hit your nose, making your rather empty stomach grumble in response. Your body stung in protest when you attempted to get up. The bruises you no doubt now had begging for you to simply lay back down.
You ran a hand through your hair. Flinching at the multiple knots your fingers caught on. The thought of brushing it out made you groan. Maybe you could convince Wars to do it for you. He still owed you from taking his shift the other night.
“Good morning,” Four appeared in front of you. His hair lacked its usual headband along with the multicolored tunic which meant he had likely just woken up as well. He held out a small plate of food which you gratefully took. “Thought you might want some breakfast.”
“You truly are the best, did you know that?”
“I’ve been told as such before” he teased, taking a seat on your bedroll. “Sleep alright?”
You nodded, taking a few bites of food. “Mhmm. Bit sore but nothing serious.”
“That's good. We're a bit of a ways from Castle Town so not gonna lie, probably gonna be a long day.”
That’s right, this was his era. The portal you all had walked through yesterday had led to a place Four referred to as the Wind Ruins. Which, based on the amount of crumbled stone pillars felt rather fitting.
You both chatted as you finished the food. Putting down the plate to lean back on your hands. You flinched as something dug into your thumb. Pulling it up, you noticed a small red stone had lodged itself into your skin. You recognized it as the little stones Four had shown you a while ago.
“Look!” You shuffled closer. Excitedly showing off your newest find by shoving your hand in his face. “I found one of those stone things you told me about!” Four lowered your hand. Examining it thoughtfully before plucking the stone from your skin. He rolled it over a few times before passing it to you.
“Yup, that's a kinstone. They're everywhere if you know where to look.”
“Maybe you have the other half! Can we check!?”
Who was he to deny such a simple request? The way your eyes had lit up at the possibility, had him rushing back towards his gear. Snatching up the bag to bring back over to you. You practically flung yourself on his back. Resting your chin on his shoulder as you watched him sort and try different pieces. He pulled out another one, touching it to the one you had given him. They melded together with a small chime.
“It worked!” You cheered, hugging Four in your excitement. Four chuckled, reciprocating by patting your forearm that had his biceps trapped to his sides.
“Guess we should expect some good luck coming our way.” He winked, holding it up for you to take once more.
Your smile brightened even further as you planted your lips against his cheek.
“I'm gonna go show Hyrule!” You jumped up, shouting out to the Traveler who was talking with Legend across camp.
That, he hadn’t been expecting.
Four sat there on your bedroll. His eyes swirling in a rainbow of colors as he processed what had just happened. Was he still dreaming? Surely that hadn’t just happened right? The logical part of him assured him that it did in fact happen. Making his mind even more chaotic than it had been a moment ago.
He shook his head, failing to collect himself.
“Smithy! We're leaving in a little bit, you ready?”
“Uhh yeah…yeah just a sec.” He shot up, putting away the bag of kinstones with a sly grin.
“Lucky indeed” He mumbled.
