self-made fix-it fic for all the Silmarillion heartache I'm nursing
"I love you."
Maedhros breath hitched slightly, when the words finally reached him.
Tears were streaming from his eyes, even with the gentle touch of fingers caressing his face.
Slowly his blurry vision sharpened and Maedhros recognized the person in front of him.
"Ada?", he whispered.
His voice was hoarse, after so much time of self-induced silence.
"I love you", Feanor repeated. It sounded like he had been saying for quite some time. "I love you. I love you. I love you."
Intending to prostest, Maedhros opened his mouth to introduce his cumulative crimes: "The silmaril..."
"Don't matter", Feanor stated with enough conviction to assure even Maedhros. "I love you more."
"But I have...", he tried to say, before his father silenced him with laying a finger on his lips.
"Shh", Feanor said. "No more of this. I love you. I always have. I always will."
Maedhros sobbed and buried himself in his fathers embrace. It shielded him from harm and the general outside world.
Feanor continued to whisper his vow until the knowledge would take root his sons soul again.
I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.