How about 45: svelte for HDW for the ask game? Chose it for fun because it was the only word on the list I had to look up ^u^
“You like Sheik, don’t you?”
Link squawks at the sudden appearance of the young hero who’d recently joined their ragtag army, Mask, they’d been calling him. He’s hanging from a tree by his legs right in front of Link, that Keaton mask over his face blocking his expression.
“Well? Am I right?” he says when Link stares at him, and Link clears his throat, and stands up.
“She’s a good soldier. Of course I like her,” he says easily, pointedly walking away. Mask doesn’t get the hint at all, and drops lithely to the ground and follows him.
“That’s not what I meant. I meant you like her,” Mask repeats, jogging a little to keep up with Link’s strides. “Like kissing.”
Link breathes in wrong at that statement, and has to pause and cough for a second.
“Did you swallow a bug?” Mask asks helpfully, and Link holds back a scowl as he hacks. Luckily for him, who should happen to wander along but Sheik herself, her visible eyebrow raised when she sees Link.
“Are you all right, hero?” she asks with a bit of concern, and Link manages to wrestle his breathing back into control, trying not to look too hard at her.
Mask is just being a stupid kid.
Sure Sheik is pleasant to talk to. And understanding of his sudden responsibility as the hero, and the stress that’s been steadily mounting from that. And he supposes she could be considered attractive too, eyes bright as a cherry, hair soft where it covers part of her face. She’s quite a fighter too— lithe but muscled, her svelte stature causing most enemies to underestimate her. They think a Sheikah with nothing but some daggers and a harp isn’t a threat, and Sheik has usually killed them before they can change their minds.
Mask is somehow giving him a knowing look even with the mask on, and Link quickly shoves his thoughts away.
Mask is definitely being a stupid kid.
“I’m fine,” he croaks, and clears his throat. “Yes, I’m fine. Did you need something?”
“Impa spotted monsters over the ridge,” she says, jerking a thumb behind her. “Not a big group, but enough to be a problem. We’re off to take care of them, and she requested your help.”
“Well, I’ve been wanting to stretch my legs. Let’s go,” Link says with a smile, and Mask perks up.
“I’ll come too! I have a song I wanna try,” he says with an awfully evil sounding laugh, and Link wonders again at what the deal was with this kid.
...He was definitely being dumb about Sheik, though.
They set off, and Link ignored the occasional look from Mask, and kept his thoughts away from Sheik as they headed to find Impa. Sheik was a fellow soldier, and, he supposed, a friend. But simply... a friend.
He didn’t have time for romance anyway. There was kind of a war going on.