Swish
Rated T; No Archive Warnings Apply
@queering-the-chain prompts 17 (Girl), 16 (Boy), and 14 (Help)
Summary:
Wind is forced to borrow Legend’s clothes. It turns out wearing a skirt is fun? It’s so fun! Swish, swish, swish.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Everyone was glad when they left the swamp. A full week of the clinging muck was more than even Wild and Hyrule could handle.
As soon as they were out, Warriors rushed to open his bag and change clothes, quickly followed by everyone else. Wind opened his own bag, only to promptly remember accidentally dropping his bag on the second day into the swamp. All of his clothes were muddy, slimy, and stinky — no better than what he was already wearing.
“Hey, Ledge, can I borrow something until we reach somewhere we can do laundry?” Hyrule asked. Right, he didn’t have a change of clothes either.
“Sure,” said Legend, who’d already changed into a green ‘undertunic’ — dress — identical to his usual. He reached into his bag and pulled out a third identical green undertunic.
“How many of those do you have?” Wild asked with interest.
“Only the three, in green.”
“And in other colours?”
Legend smirked and didn’t elaborate.
“Okay, hoarder,” Warriors shoved him lightly, and they both snickered. “Let’s get a move on.”
“Wait!” Wind exclaimed, and then froze as everyone looked at him. He hadn’t meant to be that loud. He rallied his courage. “Legend, do you have something I can borrow, too?” He’d have asked Wild, except Wild was just tall enough that most of his outfits would be uncomfortably big on Wind. Legend, who was shorter, had clothes that would nearly fit Wind perfectly.
Legend’s eyes widened in realisation. “Shit, your bag. Yeah, I got something. Hang on.”
He dug around in his bag for a minute, arm disappearing into it much further than the outside dimensions would imply. He finally pulled out a yellow undertunic, similar in cut to his green ones.
Wind happily scrambled to change, but Legend frowned at him when he was done.
“That much yellow does not work for you,” he proclaimed, nose wrinkled, and then went back to digging in his bag.
Warriors quietly tried to get him to look while they walked, but Legend shooed him off, insisting that it was ‘important’.
Finally, he pulled out a blue tunic. “Here, that should help break up the yellow some, and you’ll probably feel better in your usual blue, even if it’s not the same shade.”
It wasn’t the same shade, not even close, but Legend was right; Wind did feel better about wearing blue.
With Wind changed, they got to walking. It was odd, not wearing pants. His legs rubbed against each other.
Legend drifted closer. “Swing your legs around each other, so your steps are more in a line. Helps with chafing.”
He exaggerated his walking to demonstrate what he meant. Wind copied him. It helped. It also made the skirt of the tunic swish and sway around his legs as he walked.
Wind felt… pretty… with it doing that. He hadn't felt that way before. It was actually sort of nice.
He experimented with different ways of moving his legs and hips, seeing how it affected the skirt.
He was so distracted watching it that he didn't notice when everyone else stopped until Legend tapped him on the shoulder. “Having fun?”
Wind blushed. “It's just new,” he said defensively.
Legend’s smirk widened, but he thankfully didn't push. “Sure. We haven't found a lake or river yet, so you can keep experimenting with the ‘newness’ of it tomorrow. Anyway, Time asked if you'd help gather sticks for the campfire.”
Wind hurried off, trying to get away from Legend’s smile.
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