No Expectations

An Ocarina of Time one-shot, Shink, rated T, ~3000 words, whump, hurt/comfort though perhaps not in the usual sense, also on ao3.

Sheik stared down at the Hero of Idiocy.

His entire body was one massive, inflamed bruise, his eyes swollen shut, lips split from repeated impacts. He had at least three broken ribs—and a concussion, obviously. If Sheik hadn’t pulled him out of there, he’d have become yet another skeleton adorning the depths of the ancient Shadow Temple, his bones pounded into the earth by hands too cursed to be seen.

He clearly hadn’t seen it – not until the last minute, when he’d almost run out of fight.

Irritating as his fairy was, she should have screamed louder.