Finally, the day had come. Ever since you met Link, the thing that you loved most about his appearance was his hair.

How golden and shiny it was, and fluffy too! But you could only guess. He never let you touch it— until now.

Whatever. He signed with a small huff. You can do my hair. With a cheer, you immediately sat him down and ran a finger through his hair to undo his ponytail.

“So soft…” You whisper, brushing it out. “And so pretty…” Stop it. He signs, though his cheeks are pink.