It happens during a crisis. Not a life-or-death crisis, but a lost-remote-control crisis. They’re both panicking, yelling at each other, and then suddenly—silence.
They lock eyes. Jo is holding a cushion. Link is holding a half-eaten bag of chips. And without a word, they both start laughing. It’s the laugh of two people who know they’re stuck with each other.
That’s the moment. The official “together” happens off-screen, between episodes. It’s a headcanon goldmine made of awkward pauses and flirty insults.
The Aftermath is the Best Part
Once they’re together, they become even more ridiculous. They create a shared calendar for “annoying each other.” They have a secret handshake that takes three minutes.
They also argue about who gets the last slice of pizza. It’s not romantic in a Hallmark way. It’s romantic in a “I will fight you for this pepperoni, and then I’ll kiss you” way.
That’s the core of their charm. They don’t get together to become perfect. They get together to become more themselves. Messy, loud, and completely in sync.
