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Ravio wakes to blinding sunlight. Grumbling, still unaccustomed to the light of this place, he rolls away from the window. Conveniently, Link is now in his line of sight.
His face is soft and flushed with sleep, pillowed on his folded hands. If Ravio were to touch him, he would be so, so warm, even though he's kicked off the sheets in his sleep. Ravio is, unrelatedly, absolutely swaddled in three blankets and a sheet.
Across the room, the grandfather clock strikes eight. Early enough to wake Link with only minimal fussing, because despite his insistence on catching up on rest after his adventure, he's absolutely incapable of sleeping past nine without giving himself and everyone around him a headache about it.
Goodness. Ravio will be doing him a favour by waking him up so early.
Resolved, Ravio rolls forward and pushes himself up onto his knees so that Link's hips are bracketed between them. Link, ever the heavy sleeper, grumbles and tries to curl up on his side. Unfortunately, Ravio's thigh is in the way.
Link's face scrunches adorably in confused distaste. Ravio leans forward and bumps their noses together.
This contact draws Link into the waking world. He blinks blearily, then very rapidly all at once as he registers Ravio's closeness. His eyes are warm green on bronze. Ravio can't find it in himself to want to get over them.
Ravio kisses Link's sleepy smile. Soft, chaste, for the sake of it.
Eventually, they drag themselves out of bed. Ravio puts on tea while Link digs through the icebox. Ravio distracts Link while he fries apple fritters, so they end up eaten for brunch instead of breakfast.
Irene swings by while they're doing the dishes. She perches on the counter and watches them work, completely content to freeload. They feed her three fritters.
Link leaves around noon to put in a few hours at the blacksmith's shop. Ravio putters around the basement of the house, adding odds and ends to various magical items. He improves the range on the fire rod by six inches.
Ravio is curled up in bed by the time Link gets home. He wakes blearily as Link lights a candle to move through the dark. Heady smoke fills his lungs as Link crawls into bed and tucks Ravio's head underneath his chin.
The world is quiet again.