misheard: (Ghirahim)
Mini ([personal profile] misheard) wrote in [community profile] nealuchi2014-01-04 06:09 pm

The Cactus Where Your Heart Should Be

Title: The Cactus Where Your Heart Should Be
Fandom: Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword
Character(s): Link, Ghirahim
Pairing(s): Ghirahim/Link
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 500
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Of all the things Ghirahim's good at, he's very bad at change.
Notes: I swear I'm going to get back to that LP of the rest of the game. But first fic.


Link is more attentive than most people give him credit for. He reads others' moods fairly well, especially with people he's known a long time like Zelda and, more lately, Ghirahim.

How long has it been? It doesn't really matter. Where he used to be baffled by his sword's mannerisms, he finds it easier and easier to see through him. There's a smile for mocking someone, and an angry smile, and a smile that is genuinely happy. Verbal barbs can be either playful or truly meant to sting. And of course, he knows when Ghirahim is just playing around or truly fighting with his full power.

That's why he's the first, and maybe the only one to notice that Ghirahim is acting strangely.

Ghirahim is faking smiles more often with people Link knows he doesn't care a bit for. His mockery comes less and less frequently, and Link can even see him bite his tongue when he would normally let loose an insult. He'll even join Link on his Loftwing, and Link knows he doesn't care for the animal at all.

Then when they go down to the surface, he tears into enemies much more savagely than usual. Nothing that they see is spared from Ghirahim's wrath, and Link can only pull him away from the slaughter after night falls, with repeated reminders that they need to go back to Skyloft.

On Skyloft, it's all making nice through false smiles that get more and more strained until he goes back to the surface to blow off steam, and then the cycle repeats.

It's weird.

Link thinks he has a good idea of what it means, though. He pulls Ghirahim aside one day where they won't be interrupted, and says, "Ghirahim, you don't have to do this."

Ghirahim looks like he wants to make a biting comment, probably about expecting him to be a mind-reader, but all he says is, "Do what?"

"Try to change. It's obviously driving you crazy and you don't have to just for me. You're fine the way you are."

Ghirahim's floored expression is almost funny, though he recovers from it quickly. "A poor choice of words, I'm sure half the world believes I'm already crazy."

"When have you cared about anybody's opinion of you?" Link asks, folding his arms. "I like you better when you're acting like yourself."

"Heh. Then that makes you almost as bad as I am, as suits my master." Ghirahim seems to relax for the first time in weeks. "Anyway, since my efforts weren't working in the first place, I suppose I'll just have to abandon the idea altogether. I was never particularly attached to it." He flashes a smile that Link knows isn't fake. "Don't complain if you regret this."

"I won't," Link promises without a moment's hesitation.

Within the next week Ghirahim makes several children and a grown man cry just from cutting insults. Link lets him get it out of his system, and gradually things go back to normal.