Elrohir silently walked up to his brother as Aragorn looked down at the flowers, standing beside him he recalled memories of this garden too.
" These were his favorites."
" Yes."
Aragorn whispered in a thick voice wipeing his sleave acrossed his eyes then bite his lip to keep himself composed, Elrohir silently put his arm around his brother drawling him close, The man's eyes burned and he closed them to keep the tears at bay. Elladan stepped up to them and touched Aragorn's shoulder, the man leaned his head against him. The twins looked at each other and a silent tear made it's way down Elrohir cheek, Elladan placed an arm around his back in an effort to comfort him.
" Estel..."
Elrohir whispered his voice chokeing with emotion and Aragorn raised his head, gasping when he saw the tears falling from the twin's eyes.
" I've hurt you guys....."
" No, Estel. Losing Legolas is hurting us."
" Losing....."
Aragorn bite his lip again and stared in shock into his brother's eyes, Elrohir silently let his brother stare at him knowing that Aragorn needed to do just that right now. After a few moments his brother dropped his gaze, hanging his head.
" He....really....is....dead....isn't...he? He...wasn't...sleeping...."
" No, Estel. Legolas was not sleeping. He is dead."
Aragorn sank onto the grass and Elrond came up to him, the man looked up into the elf's eyes as Elrond put his arms around him, Aragorn closed his eyes and leaned against him.
" My son, you shouldn't keep your feelings bottled up. It will only be worse for you if they stay inside."