You stared at your hands as you tried to arrange your fingers in the unfamiliar manner in which you had been instructed. This was so hard. Link frowned at you before shuffling forward and into your personal space so that he could take your hands, gently adjusting your fingers until you were correctly making the sign. The two of you were sitting cross-legged on the floor of your boyfriend's living room as he helped you learn the basic signs you had been working on recently.
It wasn't going well.
Well, the signing itself wasn't going well. There was just so much to learn that it all started to blur into one for you, though Link reassured you frequently that it was something you would eventually be able to pick up, with enough time and practice. Personally you weren't too sure.
Your relationship, on the other hand, was going amazing. You decided, smiling as you inspected your boyfriend's face, as he turned his attention to the small neatly written list of signs he was attempting to