Title: Elfling Series
Summary: Tales of two little twins: Elladan and Elrohir when they were children. Sometimes Legolas will make an appearance as well. It doesn't have a plot. Each one can be read separately and still be a whole tale.
Author: Peamaps
Genre: Humor, Friendship,
Warnings: Unbeta'd, English is not my first language (but trying hard!), looking for beta.
Disclaimer: The elflings are not mine but Elrond and Thranduil's. Elrond and Thranduil are in Valinor and Valinor belongs to Tolkien. If the mith was mine I would be rich by now but as I am poor...
Elfling Series – The Closet Monster
Elladan stared at his little brother. They were identical and only family members, or rather Glorfindel and Erestor as well could tell who was who.
The gray little eyes looked at each other, separated by a bundle of cloth.
As they understood a silent sigh, they turned to look at the same direction.
There it was. A dark figure. They could see the torso shape, the shoulders, the arms falling from the body's sides. Elrohir swallowed.
They held on tight the cloth and then their little hands met. Elladan pressed Elrohir's and the younger did the same, but Elladan felt pain as Elrohir used to dig his nails when he was afraid. As a good older brother he endured it.
They looked at each other when the bundle moved.
"Sleep Ro." The older whispered.
"Will you wait until I do?"
Elladan nodded, promising he would do so until his brother slept.
Elrohir continue to observe the older one, wanting to know the other wasn't sleepy. Elladan didn't even blink so the younger one felt safer. He couldn't fight sleep and his eyes finally gave up.
Elladan's lip's corner turned upwards.
He waited a little more but knew new Elrohir, he was fast asleep. They even said they could read each other's thoughts.
He held his breath and turned to the shadow, and then he closed his eyes quickly so his imagination don't start creating terrifying images again.
But everything was okay. For Elrond slept between them.
They woke up screaming in the middle of the night, startled with the tunic hanging there in the dark, their Ada explained the shadow figure to be once he light the lattern.
Elladan rested his forehead on his Ada, taking comfort in the sounds of shallow, calm breathing.
Soon he was sleeping as well.