Saw an OTP prompt list and got a burst of inspo to write a thing with impa and an OC. (Who I still need to post about on here, oops.)
Winter had come early this year, in a matter of days Hyrule was covered in a thick blanket of snow. You'd be lucky if your horse carriage didn't get stuck in it. Already everyone was ready to go out and play in the snow, while others kept to themselves inside. It had been some time since Impa was able to fully admire the season. She forgot how pretty the scenery could be. "Impa!" Looking behind her she saw Crayne running over, looking a bit concerned. "Impa! It's so cold outside, aren't you freezing?" Impa shook her head, looking down at his hands which were now gently holding hers. "No, I'm fine. I went through a snowstorm dressed like this before." Crayne gives a sigh, takes his scarf off and starts wrapping it around her. "Take my scarf, I don't want you catching a cold." Impa brings her hands up in protest. "I told you I'm fine, Crayne. I don't want to take your scarf or you'll end up cold yourself. Trust me, I can handle a little bit of cold." Stopping, Crayne looks at her for a second. "I do trust you, but I want you to be safe. Or, do you want me to take care of you after getting sick?" She felt her face flush, who does he think he is? She didn't need anyone taking care of her because of a cold. She wouldn't even let her sister do it, what makes him think she'd let him do it? With his cute smile and beautiful eyes.. Oh Hylia help her.
Taking her hat, she dips it down to cover her face. "Well, that.. That doesn't sound that bad actually.." Crayne looks a bit confused for a second, did she just say what he thought she said? A smirk quickly finds its way on his face. "You make it seem like it would be. Are you sure you're not just trying to get sick so I do that?" She glares at him from under her hat. "Of course not! In fact, I can bet that I wouldn't get sick even if I wasn't wearing a coat!" She was standing on her tiptoes now, almost level with him. "Is that so? Impa, please just listen to me and either come inside or wear my scarf." Their faces were so close now, she could practically feel the heat coming off of him. She wondered if she were to kiss him.. would his lips be warm too? "I- I'm telling you! I'm not col-" She cut herself off at the feeling of his gloved hands coming up to hold her face, which somehow felt warmer now.
"What are you doing?" They both stood there, just looking into each other's eyes for what felt like hours. Finally Crayne brings her face closer to his, sealing the distance with a kiss. Impa's eyes go wide, was he reading her mind? At least now he’s confirmed her previous thought. Slowly, but surely, she lets herself calm down. She leans into the kiss and forgets what they were talking about before. She almost forgot that they were out in the open until a voice called out to her. "Oooh! Having fun kissing it up over there, Impa?" Impa quickly whips her head around, seeing Purah with Robbie looking at them. Purah was holding up her own Sheikah slate replica, probably ready to take a picture. "PURAH!" Impa's face was now red again from a mix of embarrassment and anger. "Lighten up, sis! It's not unusual for couples to kiss. Look." Pulling Robbie down by the collar of his coat Purah gives him a kiss, gaining a smile from him after. "You two are so insufferable!" She quickly makes a snowball and throws it at them out of frustration. "Oh, you want to have a snowball fight now?" Purah gives her a smug grin, ready to grab her own ball of snow to throw at her. "Be careful, Impa. Purah is really good at them!" Robbie chimes in. "Ugh." Impa grabs Crayne's hand and leads him to anywhere but here. "Where are we going?" Crayne looks back at where Purah and Robbie were for a second, then returns his gaze to Impa. "Somewhere quiet. We weren’t done." Crayne's face heats up. "If you wanted to keep kissing me you could just say so." Impa quickly turns around and stares up at him. "Lean down." Doing so, she grabs his face and kisses him. Pulling away after a minute. "You're warm." Crayne laughs. "See? I told you that you were cold! I bet you secretly want to cuddle too, don't you?" Impa looks away, not letting go of him. "Oh- You do! We can do that too! You can always tell me what you're thinking, especially if it's stuff like this." Impa looks up at him again. There he goes with his signature grin. That damn smile.. How was he always able to get her with it? She offers her own smile in return. "That sounds nice."