KmS:1: Fantastic Dancer

SPOILER WARNING later. Make sure you've read [link] before reading this. Unless you're okay with being spoilt.

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Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere you go Becca! Fanart numero uno. *nosebleed* MEEPMEEPMEEP! I'm sorry I haven't whipped them out for you like you whipped out that story. But after I got going on this one I couldn't stop! That's a good thing in this case.

And apparently I'm going to illustrate your ficcy backwards. Because I'm just like that. Backwards. One of my favorite lines from the story inspired this one, so I'll put the excerpt here.

Someone was kissing him. Sheik fought against the lure of waking, blissful in his sleep. He had never felt so light and limber, like every part of him had been tended carefully and was now flourishing. He stretched slowly, pausing when his leg brushed against cool flesh. The memory of the night before came back in a sluggish procession, starting with the bon fire and ending with the massive heat Link had awoken in his soul. A smile tugged at his lips as those others exploring his face found them, pressing tenderly.

Sheik opened his eyes, greeted by a glorious view of Link’s own face, strong yet delicate, and handsome from ear to ear. “Morning,” the knight greeted. Sheik only smiled, feeling silly and younger than he was.

“You’re a fantastic dancer,” he finally said, and Link laughed, burying his face in the crook of his shoulder. He lifted his head again, his eyes like the eyes of the confused boy he fell in love with – warm and blue, yet these were also filled with that deep fire. Light and shadow, all in contrast, yet hooked into his heart. He could never live without them.

“So are you, love, so are you,” said Link mysteriously, delicately kissing his forehead.

*snort~siiigh* Yeah that's, like, the whole ending part but there's no where to cut it off.

Link and Sheik (c) Nintendo!
Art (c) ~KatFrog08
Story (c) ~BlinkyDesu