All right this may be the last chapter I update for awhile. Exams are
next week, but thank god I only have to take 4 out of 8! Yay go me!
So…maybe I will be able to sneak in a little writing but not much. Sorry!
Elvish speech is in ' ' and thoughts are in . Enjoy!
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Muggy nighttime air weighed heavily upon Elrohir's being as he sat in bed, a heavy robe clinging to his slim wet form.
Across the room Elladan sat staring at his twin, his expression unreadable.
You lost him you fool thought Elrohir violently, digging his nails into his arms, breaking the skin and making blood appear. You let him walk away, and you can't bring him back. You weren't strong enough to save him even though he called for you, you lost him, it's your fault.
'No it's not,' said Elladan upon seeing the expression on his face.
'What?' asked Elrohir.
'It's not your fault.'
'Don't say that,' yelled Elrohir, his voice deep and sorrowful. 'You can't say that. You wouldn't understand!'
He stared at his twin and upon seeing that he wouldn't get anything out of him he knocked him over, his fist connecting with his face
'Bastard! Whore!' shouted Elrohir, and his temper only got worse when Elladan didn't do anything to defend himself.
'Why do you just sit there?' roared Elrohir.
'Because,' croaked Elladan through a split lip. 'It is not your fault.'
'Shut up, just shut up Elladan!' said Elrohir and he turned away.
'Talk to him,' said Elrohir weakly but Elrohir just stood there, tears dripping down his face.
'I hate you,' he muttered before leaving Elladan alone and smiling.
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Rather hesitantly Elrohir knocked on Legolas's door saying to himself over and over, I love him, I can't let him go.
'Why are you here Elrohir?' asked Legolas, not looking at him as he entered.
'I love you to much to give up on you so easily.'
Legolas just ignored him, but Elrohir grabbed his shoulders and forced him to look at him.
'Please,' Legolas begged, tossing his head. 'Don't do this to me, you don't know how much it hurts!'
Elrohir released him due to astonishment. 'Do you really see my brother?' he asked slowly.
Legolas nodded.
'If you see him in me then you are not the elf I thought you were, the Legolas I knew and loved.'
Without another word he walked away but to his surprise Legolas grabbed his arm.
'Comfort me,' he pleaded and Elrohir thought his heart would burst with happiness.
Slowly their lips met in a kiss that radiated all their passion and love.
'Don't ever leave me,' moaned Elrohir as Legolas kissed his neck.
'The thought will never even cross my mind,' replied Legolas as Elrohir offered him the comfort he desired.
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Muggy nighttime air weighed heavily upon Elrohir's being as he sat in bed, a heavy robe clinging to his slim wet form.
Across the room Elladan sat staring at his twin, his expression unreadable.
You lost him you fool thought Elrohir violently, digging his nails into his arms, breaking the skin and making blood appear. You let him walk away, and you can't bring him back. You weren't strong enough to save him even though he called for you, you lost him, it's your fault.
'No it's not,' said Elladan upon seeing the expression on his face.
'What?' asked Elrohir.
'It's not your fault.'
'Don't say that,' yelled Elrohir, his voice deep and sorrowful. 'You can't say that. You wouldn't understand!'
He stared at his twin and upon seeing that he wouldn't get anything out of him he knocked him over, his fist connecting with his face
'Bastard! Whore!' shouted Elrohir, and his temper only got worse when Elladan didn't do anything to defend himself.
'Why do you just sit there?' roared Elrohir.
'Because,' croaked Elladan through a split lip. 'It is not your fault.'
'Shut up, just shut up Elladan!' said Elrohir and he turned away.
'Talk to him,' said Elrohir weakly but Elrohir just stood there, tears dripping down his face.
'I hate you,' he muttered before leaving Elladan alone and smiling.
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Rather hesitantly Elrohir knocked on Legolas's door saying to himself over and over, I love him, I can't let him go.
'Why are you here Elrohir?' asked Legolas, not looking at him as he entered.
'I love you to much to give up on you so easily.'
Legolas just ignored him, but Elrohir grabbed his shoulders and forced him to look at him.
'Please,' Legolas begged, tossing his head. 'Don't do this to me, you don't know how much it hurts!'
Elrohir released him due to astonishment. 'Do you really see my brother?' he asked slowly.
Legolas nodded.
'If you see him in me then you are not the elf I thought you were, the Legolas I knew and loved.'
Without another word he walked away but to his surprise Legolas grabbed his arm.
'Comfort me,' he pleaded and Elrohir thought his heart would burst with happiness.
Slowly their lips met in a kiss that radiated all their passion and love.
'Don't ever leave me,' moaned Elrohir as Legolas kissed his neck.
'The thought will never even cross my mind,' replied Legolas as Elrohir offered him the comfort he desired.