Author's Note: Okay! So this is an Aragorn and Legolas fanfic. It's based more off the movies than the books. I tried reading the books and failed epically. This is not my first fanfiction but it is my first to put online, so please review and be honest, I can take it. Not everything is accurate so if you are a huge LOR fan, please don't kill me. This was inspired by three songs: One- Your Love is My Drug by Kesha, Two- I just had sex by The Lonely Island feat. Akon, and Three-Gay Boyfriend by *insert name here*. The first chapter is probably nothing to people like me, it's not that bad. If I actually get past chapter one, you might want to be afraid for your innocence. Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

The sun was beginning to set in the city of Minas Tirith. The warm summer breeze carried the scent of irises. Legolas lied in the large bed in center of his guest room, tracing invisible leaves across the dampened sheets with his thin fingers. Below him in the dining hall, all of Gondor, Rohan, Mirkwood and Rivendell, were gathered together celebrating Aragorn and Arwen's newly bound marriage.

As one of Aragorn's closest friends and the royal prince of Mirkwood, it was his duty to represent the race of elves and attend the wedding ceremony. The blonde beauty gritted his teeth and quietly watched as his first love was married to another. He held his tongue and listened to the "well-wishings" and "blessings" uttered from the lips of fellow leaders for the king and his new queen.

During the middle of the marriage feast however, it all became too much for the elf. He told his men that he felt ill, whispered a half-hearted apology to his love and his wife, then retreated to his room and wept. When his eyes became too raw for more tears, the elven prince crawled in beneath the covers of his bed. As he lied there, hidden within the sheets, his mind wandered off back to only three months ago.

The ring had been destroyed and the battle for Middle-Earth was won. It was before Aragorn had taken his rightful place as the king of Gondor, while Frodo and the others were all catching up again. They were all resting in Rivendell. Legolas walked through the courtyard, his curtain of golden blonde hair swaying down his back as he did. While he climbed the stairs to his quarters, he caught glimpse of Aragorn in his own room.

The elf stood for awhile, and simply watched Aragorn. The man's wavy dark hair moved gently as he walked about the room, packing away his belongings for the upcoming journey. Legolas took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair to make sure it was neat, before making his way into the future king of Gondor's room.

"In quite a hurry are we?" The elf's velvet voice startling the flustered man.

"Legolas, I'm sorry I didn't see you there. Aye, I guess I am."

Legolas raised an eyebrow in confusion. "You seem so distracted. What's wrong?"

"I…I do not know." Aragorn leaned against the bed post, and sighed deeply. Legolas walked over, stopping in front of him. Being a few inches shorter, the elf had to look up at the distraught man. "No matter your troubles, I will always be there for you." He offered a reassuring smile which Aragorn gladly returned.

"Thank you my friend. I know you will." As the autumn wind had made its way through the small open window, it brought along a leaf, which gently landed on Aragorn's head. A quiet giggle escaped Legolas' pink lips. Rising a little on his tip toes, he reached up and grabbed the in between his thumb and index finger.

He settled back to his original position, his finger's brushing against Aragorn's cheek as he did. The elf blushed lightly at the slight touch and tossed the leaf aside. The man caught sight of the reaction but only briefly before Legolas turned away. "Well perhaps I shall also prepare for the trip home."

As the blonde began taking his first steps towards the door, a feeling of uneasiness overcame the future king. He did not understand the sudden emotions yet found himself clenching his fists before calling out. "W-wait!" Legolas hesitated but eventually turned again to face his friend.

His ears were a dark pink but he tried to stay composed. "Yes?" His voice held much nervousness. Aragorn felt another wave of emotion, only this time much different. He found him reaching out and pulling Legolas into his arms. The taller man cupped his hand around the elven prince's chin then leaned down into a kiss. Legolas' cheeks grew hotter but he didn't retreat. Instead he wrapped his arms around Aragorn's for grip, making the kiss more intense were, in turn, Aragorn parted his lips slipping his tongue inside.

"Aye, we owe our lives to those brave little hobbits." Gandalf agreed with Gimli. "I wonder where that elf had run off to." The dwarf quickly scanned the courtyard. "Perhaps he is with our Lord Aragorn." Gandalf offered. Together they proceeded up the stairs, stopping at the open door of Aragorn's room. They stopped, not completely surprised of the scene before but in a faint daze no doubt. Gandalf tapped his staff on the hard wood door and cleared his throat.

Immediately, the two separated except for their hands being entangled. Both were breathing hard and red in the face. Gandalf smirked at the pair. "My dear elven prince, would you mind if I spoke alone with Aragorn?" Obvious amusement in his deep voice. Legolas headed for the door, forgetting that Aragorn and him still held hands. He stopped, exchanged a brief look of longing, then released his hand and walked to Gimli. Who smacked the elf's in approval. They walked from the room and galloped down the stone stairs.

"Well, I had come to see how you were dealing the coming changes. Though it seems that you are in good hands my friend."

On the dock, Legolas and Gimli sat until their friends were through with the private talk. "Aye, I'm happy for ya' lady. You've always had a thing for that man." Legolas jumped in defense. "I-I did not!" He stammered to get out. The hairy dwarf had a wicked grin on his face. The elf slowly calmed down. "Was it that obvious?" His voice was innocent. "Aye, yet somehow that thick headed fool Aragorn never noticed once. Well, I guess not until now. Anyhow, I wish happiness for both of ya'."

Then the blonde elven prince was back in the room alone, beneath the drying covers alone. As the sun finally disappeared from sight, more tears found their way down his smooth face once again.