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Link's body trembles as he presses closer to you in an attempt to summon even a scrap of warmth. His arms tighten around your torso, his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

The blankets are too thin and too few. The stable, though stationed in Hebra, hadn't been too cold at first. Maybe it was the sun, maybe it was the crackling fire, or maybe just raw hope that warmed your bones. With all three gone now, all you have left is each other to keep warm.

And maybe he likes the cuddling just a little bit.