Whumptober 2023 Day 4
Prompt: shock
Victim: Sky
Words: 1234
Notes: Sky gets some unexpected news...
I made myself cry. Have fun.
Sky loved getting letters from Sun. It made the whole time traveling thing so much easier. He didn't like being separated from her, but it was very reassuring to know that she was safe in their era with Groose while he was out and about fighting evil.
When the mailman found them again he took his letter eagerly, and ducked behind a tree for a little bit of privacy. There was no need to traumatize young eyes with the contents of his wife's letter, after all.
He gently opened the letter, removing the seal with care, only to be met with the sight of Groose's handwriting. That was… odd. He dismissed the piece of fear stabbing his chest. It was likely nothing. Maybe Sun was just busy and didn't have the time to write, or maybe Groose just wanted to write about something inconsequential that he didn't think could wait even though it definitely could.
Yeah, that had to be it.
But after skimming the letter, that piece of fear dropped into his stomach like a shard of ice. Sun was pregnant, the letter said.Sun was <i>pregnant</i>.
The paper slowly started to slip from his fingers, so he hungrily snatched it back up and reread it, this time more thoroughly. Sun finally had irrefutable evidence that she was pregnant, and had been trying to reach the mailman so that she could send a letter to Sky, so she'd moved down to the surface in the almost-finished house with Groose so that she'd have a better chance of catching him. But before the mailman arrived, she got sick. It took a long time, but by the time the mailman had finally arrived, she told Groose to write to Sky for her because her hands were shaking too badly. They were going to try and convince a doctor to come down to the surface since she was too weak to travel via loftwing, but Groose was afraid to leave Zelda alone for too long.
Sky could feel his hands shaking. This wasn't exactly the news that he'd been expecting.
Sure, he was very happy to know that a child was on the way. They'd both talked about having children before, they both wanted to be parents, and would be happy with all the children that Hylia blessed them with. However, they didn't want to force things, or rush into making a family. They had all the time they could want, and the surface wasn't going to populate itself.
Now Sun was pregnant and all alone with only Groose to care for her. He should be by her side, he was her husband, it was his duty. His one duty and he couldn't even do it himself, he had to rely on a friend to care for her.
He must have taken a bit too long, because Twilight poked his head around the corner. "Sky? Are you ready to go? Time's itching to head out."
Sky knew that he wouldn't be able to say anything without breaking down, so he just turned his face away and nodded.
Twilight paused. "Are you sure? You don't… you don't look okay. What's up?"
Sky blinked, the tears that had been budding in his eyes spilling over, and he shoved the letter at Twilight's chest.
Twilight fumbled with it clumsily. "Uh… do you need a handkerchief or something?"
Sky pulled the edge of his sailcloth around his shoulder and pressed his face into it, guiltily soothing himself with the scent of his wife.
Twilight awkwardly stood there for a minute and then wrapped an arm around Sky and pulled him close.
Eventually Sky got a grip on himself and pulled away, giving his face a wipe with the sailcloth. "Sorry about that." Seriously, he was 22, he should have better control of himself. This was ridiculous.
Twilight's face softened. "Don't worry about it. Sometimes a person just needs a good cry. That's what my mama always says and she's never wrong about nothing."
Sky laughed half-heartedly. "I don't know about that."
Twilight gave him a look. "Are you saying my mama don't know what she's talking about?"
Sky's eyes widened. "No, no, I didn't mean–"
Twilight laughed and playfully slugged him in the shoulder. Sky winced. Twilight was just not aware of his strength. At all.
"Look," Twilight nudged him back towards the path where the others were. "Sometimes you just need to let the stress out. We've been traveling through time for, what, a couple of months now? Just running around and hunting down monsters as if we know what we're doing. A bunch of boys and young men, not much more going on than fighting and pranking. It makes sense that you'd need some kind of break."
Sky's face tinged pink. "I don't need a break, Twilight. I'm fine."
"Come on," Twilight coaxed. "At least tell me what's got you all worked up."
Sky fidgeted with the edges of his sailcloth. "It's… it's Sun."
Twilight slung an arm over his shoulder and steered him in the general direction that the others were heading. "What's wrong with Sun?"
"She got sick," he mumbled in response. Saying it out loud just made it seem stupid, and drove home just how immature he was. He was going to be such a horrible father if it was this easy to upset him.
Twilight rubbed his shoulder reassuringly. "And that's got you so upset because…?"
Sky's mouth opened and closed a few times before he managed to squeak an answer out. "I- she's expecting."
Twilight choked and stopped dead in his tracks. Sky almost tripped over his own feet at the abrupt stop.
"I beg your pardon?"
Sky took a deep breath before spitting it out. "Sun is pregnant and she got sick on the surface and it's just her and Groose and I'm such a horrible husband chasing monsters instead of taking care of her and–"
"Okay, okay, I get it." Twilight interrupted. "But it's not your fault, and you're not a bad husband. That's just ridiculous. You are literally everything a woman looks for in a man. You slayed a <i>god</i> for your wife, Sky. You cannot stand here and tell me that you are a bad husband because of something you can't control."
"But–"
"No buts. Listen to me. You and Sun have a really good relationship. Neither of you would ever hurt the other. Intimacy is something that naturally happens when you fall in love and get married. It would be ridiculous to expect the two of you to abstain from it if you both want it. You had a good time, Sun probably had a good time, and now there's a child on the way."
"That's not what I'm worried about!"
Twilight cupped Sky's face in his hands. "Sky, you literally cannot control sickness. It just happens."
He released him. "Besides, sickness is not going to be what kills that woman. She can hold her own."
Sky nodded slowly. "I hope so…"
"She's the incarnation of a goddess, she'll be fine."
Sky sighed. "Yeah."
He was still worried, but Twilight had a point. Sun had survived a lot without him. She'd get through this sickness and then he would pamper her to pieces when he saw her again. He just had to take things one step at a time and things would work out.
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