[While they were sitting in silence, Link had been wracking his brain, trying to think of some way to cheer Allen up. Maybe he could cook him something? Like a pie...or a casserole? Something just for Allen and nobody else. Maybe-
...
He freezes, his breath hitching when Allen suddenly lifts his head and kisses Link on the cheek, an action that causes him to completely forget everything he was just thinking. He effectively bluescreens, staring into space as his heart leaps into his throat. It pounds deafeningly between his ears, leaving him utterly unable to do...really anything but sit there and process what just happened.
Wh. Wuh.
Did Allen just...?]
I- ...
[Link clears his throat and looks at Timcanpy, eyes wide like saucers as if the Golem might be able to tell him what's happening.]
Er. Would...would you like me to make you something...?
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Date: 2026-03-15 08:08 pm (UTC)...
He freezes, his breath hitching when Allen suddenly lifts his head and kisses Link on the cheek, an action that causes him to completely forget everything he was just thinking. He effectively bluescreens, staring into space as his heart leaps into his throat. It pounds deafeningly between his ears, leaving him utterly unable to do...really anything but sit there and process what just happened.
Wh. Wuh.
Did Allen just...?]
I- ...
[Link clears his throat and looks at Timcanpy, eyes wide like saucers as if the Golem might be able to tell him what's happening.]
Er. Would...would you like me to make you something...?