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In my world of writing for Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit, you need to know:
- All elves have a One (only one One a lifetime)
- If the elf's One is mortal, when the two mate, the mortal becomes immortal. (Yes, I know, it doesn't happen that way canonically but in my 'verse, it does.)
- Some males can become pregnant. (I know this sounds weird but my love for ABO is making it a thing, don't like, don't read. Or ignore that in this fic because, spoiler alert, it doesn't happen in this one.)
- Known Carriers: Thranduil | Legolas
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Translations:
Mellon nîn- My friend
Melleth nîn- My love
These are at the bottom as well.
"Gimli!" You call out walking down the hallways of the Kingdom of Gondor.
"Yes, Y/N?" Gimli replies, coming around the corner.
"Have you seen Legolas? I've been looking for him for a while now." You ask, walking closer to the dwarf.
"I have not. You should check on the top level, he likes overlooking the view." Gimli suggests, shrugging.
"Alright, thank you." You say, nodding at him, starting to make your way to the top level.
You sigh, spotting Legolas standing at the short wall on the top level, "Legolas, there you are. I've been looking for you for a while now, I was getting worried."
He stays silent, looking ahead towards the horizon. You walk closer to him, putting your hand on his shoulder.
"Are you alright?" You ask softly.
He sighs, "I'm fine. I just needed some air."
You raise your eyebrow, looking at him. "Legolas, I have known you for a very long time. I know when you're lying and when you aren't okay. Right now, I'm seeing both of those things. What's wrong?"
Legolas shakes his head, not looking at you.
"Was it something I did?" You ask, wondering why he won't speak.
"No, not at all. It's just- I don't- Forget it, I'll be fine." Legolas sighs, letting his head fall.
"I will not forget it." You walk in front of him, putting your finger under his chin to tilt his head up to look into your eyes. "You are one of my closest friends. I will never not at least try to find out what's bothering you. Please, Legolas. Please tell me."
"It is nothing that you can help, mellon nîn. No one can." Legolas whispers.
"Will you still tell me? I do not like seeing you like this." You ask, not giving up.
Legolas opens his mouth to speak before closing it. "I... It has to do with Aragorn."
"Aragorn?" You ask, puzzled before your eyes narrow. "Did he say something to you?"
"No, no, not at all. He didn't do anything. Well, actually, he did but it wasn't to intentionally hurt me."
"Then what did he do?"
"You have to promise me that you won't say anything."
"Of course."
"He... He loves Arwen." Legolas whispers so soft that it was hard for you to hear it.
"I apologize but I'm still slightly confused." You admit, tilting your head.
"I- I think that Aragorn might be..." Legolas trails off, dropping his head.
"Might be...?" You prompt.
"I think he might be my One." Legolas says quickly.
Your eyebrows shoot up, your eyes widening. "Oh..."
"I know, I just, I... I don't know what to do." Legolas murmurs. "I do know that I can't tell him-"
"What? Why?" You interrupt.
"What do you mean why? He's with Arwen! He loves her, not me!" Legolas blurts, looking at you with pain in his eyes.
"Legolas. You have to tell him. If you even think that he could possibly be your One, then he is, you know that. You can't not tell him, you will fade if you do."
"Then that is what will happen." Legolas says softly.
You're speechless for a moment before you speak, "It will not! I will not let you fade when there is something I can do to stop it!" You walk around him, starting your walk to Aragorn.
Legolas stands there for a moment before the look of realization crosses over his face and he walks after you. "Y/N! No! You can't!"
You keep walking before Legolas grabs your arm. "Legolas. If you will not tell him, I will."
"I can't! He loves her! I will not take him away from that love! He doesn't even love me that way, he thinks of me as a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. I won't trap him to be with me."
"Trap him? How could you trap him? Legolas, do you not see how much you have to give to him? How amazing you are? You're one of the best fighters, archers, and elves that I have been honored to have met. Anyone who thinks otherwise is blind." You tell him. After giving him a moment to process your words, you speak again. "Legolas. You have to at least try. You do not know that he doesn't love you. Not for sure."
Legolas looks at you, looking like a scared child. "W- What if he doesn't love me that way? What if it ruins everything we have? I cannot lose him, Y/N. I can't. That would kill me more than leaving will."
"Stop with the negative 'what if's.' What about the positive one's? What if he does love you? What if you find the love of your life in that man? What if you become the happiest that you've ever been in your entire life? Legolas, you cannot let such happiness slip from your fingers after all that you have been through." You tell him. When you look into his eyes, you see a flicker of hope, of love, of happiness.
"H- How would I tell him?" Legolas asks you. The question brings a small smile to your face, seeing that he may be considering talking to Aragorn.
"Well, you could blurt out the truth but I'm guessing that you probably wouldn't want to do that. Honestly, I do not know how you would tell him." You confess, your smile fading.
Legolas' face falls, trying to think of a way. "There is no easy way to do this, there never is."
"No, there isn't. But once you get through it, and he tells you that he loves you, it will be worth it."
"If."
"No. No if. He will. I have seen the way he looks at you, Legolas. There is no way that he doesn't love you." You say, pointing your finger at him. "You could go down there and just tell him that you love him."
Legolas' eyes widen, "I could do no such thing. I... I want it to be special. I don't want to just blurt it out. I want to work up to it."
"You've been working up to this for some time now, Legolas." You say, smirking.
He smiled, "Stop. But seriously, I want to work up to it. I don't think I could ever blurt something out like this to anyone, let alone him."
"You really love him, don't you?" You ask, smiling.
"I do."
"Then go tell him. You do not have to blurt it out. Do it your way. Let your instincts guide you, Legolas. Do what feels right." You tell him, placing your hand on his shoulder.
You both stand there for a moment, looking at each other before Legolas starts smiling. "Thank you, Y/N. You are a true friend."
"You're welcome. Just one question."
"What is it?"
"Will I have to follow you and stand outside the door to make sure you don't freak out and run?" You ask, smirking.
Legolas laughs, "No. No, I think I can do this."
You chuckle, "Good. Now go get your One, mellon nîn."
He smiles, nodding his head at you before walking past you.
You smile and turn to go back to go back to your room when Gandalf is behind you.
"You did good." The wizard tells you, smiling.
"I believe I did." You say, walking towards him.
"I think I have figured it out. Aragorn is the king, Legolas is the lionheart, and you, you are the matchmaker." Gandalf says, his chuckle turning into a laugh at the end.
You laugh with him, throwing your head back. "Yes, yes I am."
*Third Point of View*
"Legolas?" Arwen called, seeing Legolas walking down the hallway.
Legolas freezes, not expecting to see Arwen before speaking to Aragorn. Legolas takes a breath before walking again.
"Arwen. It is nice to see you." He greets, smiling a little.
"It is nice to see you as well. How are you?" Arwen asks, stopping in front of him.
"I am well. How are you?" Legolas answers, trying not to flee.
"I am alright, but no matter what you say, Legolas, I can tell that you are extremely nervous about something. What is it?" Arwen asks, tilting her head.
Legolas starts to panic even more, looking anywhere except in Arwen's eyes. "I- I don't know what you mean. I'm f- fine."
"Legolas, never in the time that I've known you, have you ever stuttered or looked this nervous. Something is bothering you and I have a feeling that it has to do with myself and Aragorn. Am I wrong?" Arwen asks, looking Legolas in the eye.
"What? N- No, it doesn't. I..." Legolas stutters before Arwen strengthens her gaze, causing Legolas to break. "Yes, it does."
"What is it? Did we do something wrong?" Arwen asks, concerned.
"No! No, not at all. You and Aragorn have done nothing wrong." Legolas assures.
"Were you going to go tell Aragorn that you love him?" Arwen asks.
Legolas freezes, staring at her, not moving for several moments.
"Legolas. Were you?" Arwen asks, bringing Legolas back to the world.
"Uh, I- I have to go." Legolas mutters, turning to leave. Arwen grabs his arm, freezing him in his place.
"Legolas. If you leave right now instead of telling Aragorn that you love him, I will hurt you." Arwen tells him, shocking Legolas.
Legolas whips around looking at Arwen. "W- What? You are not mad?"
"No. I would never be mad at either of you for loving each other. Especially when he is your One." Arwen replies.
"You know? H- How do you know? How long?" Legolas questions, relaxing a bit.
Arwen chuckles, "I've known ever since I saw the love and admiration in your eyes when you looked at him. I've known ever since I saw the same emotions in his eyes when he looks at you. I can see how sad you both get when you think the other does not see you." Arwen admits, giving Legolas a moment to process before speaking again. "I always knew that Aragorn was not my One or even someone that I could love for the rest of my life. I was wondering how and when I would tell him about this but I knew it would happen when I saw how much you loved each other."
"I- I don't have the slightest idea on what to say." Legolas says quietly, speechless.
"There's only one thing. Promise me that you will take care of him, that you will forever love him. Promise me that."
Legolas smiles, "I will. I promise."
Arwen smiles back, "Thank you. Now, go tell him that you love him. It will make him feel a lot better."
Legolas' eyes narrow and his eyebrows scrunch together in concern, "What is wrong with Aragorn? Is he sick?"
"No, no. Not at all. He's perfectly healthy. The reason why he is sad and that I am out here, is that I told him that he was not my One and that I was blocking him from an infinitely stronger love than we ever had." Arwen answers, shocking Legolas for what seemed the millionth time in their short conversation.
"Arwen?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you, so much. I will never be able to thank you enough."
"You are welcome though there is nothing to thank me for. I would never stand in the way of such a love." Arwen answers, smiling comfortingly. "Now, go."
Legolas grins before putting his hand to his chest to hug Arwen the elvish way. As she hugs back, he starts his way to Aragorn's room.
Aragorn looks up at the door as he hears a knock.
"Who is it?" Aragorn asks, putting his head back into his hands.
"Legolas."
Aragorn sighs before calling out for him to come in. Legolas enters the room before closing the door. He walks closer to Aragorn.
"You can sit if you want." Aragorn offers, not looking up.
Legolas considers standing but takes Aragorn's offer to sit on the bed, next to him.
"Aragorn?"
"Yes?"
"I need to speak with you about something. It's important."
"What is it, mellon nîn?" Aragorn asks, not looking up.
"I need you to look at me first."
Aragorn sighs before looking up and looking in Legolas strikingly blue eyes. Legolas almost looks away from the pain in Aragorn's eyes.
"I- I just spoke with Y/N before bumping into Arwen in the hallway. And, they both helped me get the courage and confidence to tell you something that I've been wanting to tell you for a long time." Legolas says, sounding more confident than he thought he would.
"What is it?"
Legolas takes a deep breath before speaking, "Aragorn. I- I think... No, I know, I know that- that you're my One."
Aragorn jerks back, his eyes widening. He stares at Legolas for a few moments, not being able to move.
"Aragorn, please. Please say something, anything. I need a reaction." Legolas asks, desperate.
When Aragorn still doesn't answer, tears come to Legolas' eyes.
"Never mind. Forget I said anything. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Legolas says, his voice breaking. He stands up, starting towards the door.
Legolas moving out of Aragorn's sight brings him out of his shock, looking at Legolas leaving.
Before Legolas even hears Aragorn behind him, Aragorn is grabbing his arm, turning him around, and smashing his lips against his in a hard, passionate kiss.
Legolas' eyes widen before he realizes what's happening and closes them, beginning to kiss back. Legolas wraps his arms around Aragorn's neck, pressing himself closer to the king. Aragorn smiles into the kiss and wraps his arms around Legolas' waist, holding onto him.
Aragorn is the one to pull back, needing air. The two look into each other's eyes, catching their breath. Aragorn reaches up to wipe a tear off of Legolas' cheek.
"I love you, Legolas. I always have and I always will." Aragorn confesses, feeling a weight lifted off his chest.
Legolas grins, "I love you too, Aragorn. I will never stop loving you."
This time it is Legolas who initiates the kiss, softly placing his lips onto Aragorn's. Just as they do with everything that they've ever done, the two pour everything they are into their kiss.
The ex-ranger begins to move backward towards the bed, pulling Legolas with him, never unlocking their lips.
Once Aragorn is close to the bed, he turns himself and Legolas around before pushing Legolas down onto the bed.
Aragorn smiles, climbing over the elf to start their night of coming together in the best way.
Translations:
Mellon nîn- My friend
Melleth nîn- My love