Edited 03.14.23
*The top image is your outfit, but you can imagine it in any color (c) you want
Gerudo town is a mile away from the bazaar. The inside is hidden away by tall stone walls and each entrance is blocked by guards who make sure no threat passes through. The sound of running water flowing within the town could make anyone standing outside in the warm sand go crazy, but any men hoping to gain entry should know that it'll be useless...Unless you're smart - or maybe dumb enough to try cross-dressing in order to pass as female.
You stand leaned against one of the outer walls, fanning yourself while also keeping a lookout because around the corner and behind a few crates, Link's currently changing out of his normal blue tunic into a new outfit which consists of a lighter blue veil, top, and sirwal. It takes a lot of your effort not to laugh as you listen to him tumbling around and cursing under his breath. You count down the seconds in your head, smirking when you reach zero at the exact same moment that you hear him whine your name.
"Are you decent?" You ask, biting your lip to hide your mirth, not that it works very well.
"Yeeess."
Walking around the crates, you can no longer snuffle your laughter when seeing the male tangled up in his traditional Gerudo outfit, an unamused pout pulling at his face.
"Sooo, the legendary hero can fight some of the fiercest monsters in all of Hyrule yet can't get the equivalent of a bra on?" You tease.
"...This isn't funny..." he mumbles, directing his eyes to the sand.
"Oh, but it's very funny," kneeling in front of him, you help clip the top around his neck, adjust the arm pieces, then fix the veil so that it hides the lower part of his face before standing back to your feet, "At least you know how to get your pants on. Good job."
"...Thanks..." Link fiddles with the veil a bit, finding that it's rather uncomfortable against his ears.
It's probably hypocritical following that whole mental tantrum he was throwing in the bazaar, but he steals a quick glance at you, unable to help himself. Of course, he excuses it as not being the same. He's not thinking anything dirty, only innocently admiring how pretty your outfit is (and how pretty you are wearing it).
This is the first time he's seen you in anything other than your tunic or a simple undershirt you wear while said tunic is drying in the sun after a wash. Your (c) top and gold shoes are the same as his, although the pants are a different design, being much looser and stretching down to your ankles. He can also see your necklace fully for once, too. He's noticed the silver chain peeking out before, however he's never seen you wear it so openly above your clothes before, allowing it to reflect the sun's blinding light with a shimmer. It's lovely and it suits you well. It's a good thing this veil is hiding his blush.
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There are two guards standing at the entrance of Gerudo Town. They both easily stand far taller than anyone else Link's seen and look much stronger, too, with bodies packed with muscle. Their stern green eyes follow your every movement and he can't help lowering his head in fear that they're about to see right through his disguise.
You're less intimated, simply waving to them as if you aren't about to break the law, "Sav'saaba."
"Sav'saaba, young vais," one nods her head politely, letting you through without any hesitation.
Link sighs a breath of relief while you nudge his side with a smile, mouthing the words 'told you'.
Gerudo town is mostly made of sandstone with water flowing in creeks through the streets which gives beautiful and lush breath to the palm trees in the town's center. This makes the area much cooler than the open desert, allowing life to thrive in the form of a small market economy selling things from food to jewelry.

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