Bard thought about what Bilbo had said for the rest of the week. It was Saturday and Bard was walking through the park, hoping Thranduil would be there. He was in luck, he saw Thranduil sitting on a bench. The blonde would occasionally glance at his little brother before returning to whatever he was drawing. Bard turned to the little boy; he was sitting on a blanket with his back turned to Thranduil. There was a small pile of grass, flowers, and twigs around him that he was weaving together. The boy looked up and smiled, "Hi Mr. Bard."
Bard smiled at the boy, "You know my name?"
Legolas nodded, "Thran talks about you a lot. I'm Legolas"
"Hello Legolas" Bard greeted then turned a mischievous smirk towards the older blonde.
Thranduil was shocked to see Bard there and made to get up. "No Thran, you can't come over here. I'm not done yet!" Legolas shouted, he hunched over so his project was covered.
"Legolas-"
"You promised you wouldn't look" Legolas pouted.
Thranduil sighed and, with an icy glare for Bard, sat back down.
Legolas relaxed and turned back to his project.
"What are you making?" Bard asked.
"It's a secret" Legolas whispered.
Bard knelt down, "I'm good at keeping secrets" He whispered back.
Legolas smiled and motioned him closer. Bard sat down across from the boy so that Thranduil could see him. "I'm making a crown for Thran. He's been sad a lot so I'm going to cheer him up."
Bard smiled for the boy but inside his heart gave a guilty lurch. "That's very nice of you Legolas. Could you teach me? I've never made a crown before."
Legolas gasped, "Never?"
Bard shook his head.
"Oh yes! You can help me finish this." Legolas proceeded to teach Bard how to weave the grass and flowers together and then how to keep the twigs from falling out. Bard could feel Thranduil's eyes on him as they worked but the blonde never approached.
When they were done, Bard was impressed. He never thought a bunch of plants and twigs could become so beautiful. Bard helped Legolas make two more crowns, one for each of them.
"Okay Thran, you can come over now" Legolas called.
Thranduil packed his things and walked over to them, falling gracefully into a sitting position next to Legolas. Legolas held up the crown and smiled, "For you"
Thranduil smiled, "It is beautiful Little Leaf" He dipped his head so Legolas could place it on his head. "I taught you well"
Legolas grinned. He picked up another crown and put it on Bard's head, then himself. "Now we all match!"
"Indeed we do" Bard nodded.
"Thank you for helping Mr. Bard" Legolas said.
Bard smiled, "It's just Bard kid, no Mr. needed."
Legolas nodded.
"Why don't you go play Leaf? I'll be here" Thranduil suggested.
"Okay!" Legolas ran off.
Bard watched the child run off before turning to examine Thranduil. The blonde was happy, relaxed like he had never seen him. "The crown suits you"
Thranduil gave him a curious look.
"I didn't think you could get any more beautiful" He grinned, "I was wrong"
A light blush dusted Thranduil's cheeks and he started fiddling with the leftover flowers.
"Wow, you can blush"
Thranduil huffed, "It doesn't mean anything."
"Oh right." Bard smirked. "Thank you, by the way, for the paint. It's a perfect color for my bike."
"You're welcome"
An awkward silence passed between them. "So, how long are you going to be mad at me?" Bard asked.
"What makes you think I am mad at you?" Thranduil asked.
"Oh I don't know, the arrow near my groin. The constant glares. The arrow near my groin. Anything ringing a bell?"
Thranduil smirked at his hands.
"See" Bard pointed to Thranduil's face, "I knew you were doing it on purpose."
Thranduil laughed, "Well what did you expect. You embarrassed me!"
"Just because I didn't kiss you that night doesn't mean I don't ever want to. I just didn't want to do it while you were drunk."
"Oh you're such a gentleman." Thranduil said sarcastically. "How could anyone think that you are scary?"
"The same way people think that you are heartless."
Thranduil looked up in surprise.
Bard smiled, "You are far from heartless Thranduil. The way you are when with Legolas, you would have to be blind not to see how much you love him."
Thranduil smiled softly and looked towards the playground where Legolas was happily swinging. He turned back to Bard with a thoughtful look, "So you don't believe all of the rumors about me?"
"I would like some confirmation on some, but no." Bard smiled.
Thranduil smiled back, "Only if I get confirmation of my own."
Bard nodded, "You first then"
"Stray cats and dogs"
"Rumor" Bard said. "You joke about it once with your friends and then all of a sudden everyone thinks it's true. Your hair is fake"
Thranduil gave an offended huff, flipping his hair dramatically, "Rumor started by jealous girls."
Bard laughed loudly.
"Killing a man and not getting caught"
"Rumor. Putting a guy in the hospital"
"Truth"
Bard gave him an impressed smile.
"He deserved it. He was harassing me." Thranduil shrugged. "Spending a year in prison for setting a house on fire."
"Rumor"
"Then where were you?"
"In Wales. My parents got a divorce and my dad moved back to Wales, took me with him. Unfortunately he couldn't take care of me anymore so I moved back here to live with my mum."
"Why couldn't he take care of you?"
"He lost his job and had a hard time paying the bills. He thought it best if I came back to the States and live with my mum. We still talk, he's finally got a job so he's doing better."
"You seem close"
"Yeah, he's the best. I'm closer to him than to my mum that's for sure."
"Hmm" Thranduil smiled. "Tell me something else" He scooted closer to Bard.
"Like what?"
"Something true"
"I look ridiculous in this crown"
Thranduil snorted, "Something deep, something no one else knows."
"Alright" Bard smirked and shifted so that he was practically sitting in Thranduil's lap. He brought his lips to brush against Thranduil's cheeks, feeling his blush. "You are wholeheartedly in love with me" He whispered in his ear.
Thranduil gave a short laugh and leaned back, "You, are very self-assured. Has anyone told you that?"
"Every day actually. First thing I do when I look in the mirror." Bard said.
Thranduil chuckled.
"You want to know another truth?"
"Hmm"
Bard kissed him chastely on the lips, "You are going to the Prom with me" He whispered against the blonde's lips.
"That sounds more like a command" Thranduil smiled after another kiss.
"Come on Thran, go with me" Bard kissed him again. He couldn't believe how soft Thranduil's lips were. He was slowly getting addicted.
"No" Thranduil leaned back. "I will not go to the Prom."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to. It's a stupid, clichéd tradition."
"Oh come on, people won't expect you to go. Surprise them."
Thranduil's brow furrowed, "Why are you pushing this? What's in it for you?"
Bard made his brow furrow in confusion, hoping he didn't let anything else through. "Nothing. Do I need a motive for wanting to spend time with you?"
"I don't know you tell me." Thranduil replied.
"The only thing I'm getting out of this is the pleasure of your company. Is that so hard to comprehend?" He snapped.
Thranduil flinched backed away, "I think you should leave Bard."
Bard blinked, "Wha- Thran"
"No Bard, I really think you should leave."
Bard sighed and stood up, "I'm sorry, I…" He shook his head and left.
Legolas ran over and fell on the blanket, "Where is Bard going?"
"He had to go Little Leaf" Thranduil said.
"I like him" Legolas said.
"That's nice" Thranduil said. "Why don't we go home? I think I've had enough fresh air today."
"Okay" Legolas helped fold up the blanket and pack their things.
When they got home, Thranduil made sure Legolas was situated before going to his room. He sat on his bed and sighed. He opened his sketchbook to the newest page and ran his fingers across the picture. It was of Bard and Legolas making the flower crowns. Thranduil sighed sadly as his finger traced Bard's face.
That's it for now ^-^
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