Um…I don't have much to say except please review! Elvish speech is in
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'Good morning lovely one,' murmured Elrohir, kissing Legolas's neck.
Legolas shielded his eyes from the sun, but smiled sweetly when Elrohir's face appeared before him.
'What a nice sight to wake up to,' he sighed contentedly, wrapping his arms around his waist, drawing him closer.
But their moment was interrupted by a loud knock on the door and they both froze and Elrohir felt Legolas tremble.
'What…'
'Hide!' hissed Legolas, his eyes not leaving the door.
Elrohir did as he was told and crouched beneath the bed.
'Legolas!' came a deep voice, a voice belonging to someone that was obviously drunk.
The door slammed open and Elrohir could see a pair of large brown boots moving across the floor.
'Your drunk,' commented Legolas calmly from the bed and the other elf sneered.
'Insolent slut!' yelled the elf and Elrohir could hear deep gasps of pain coming from his lover.
'Stupid bastard!' screamed the elf and Elrohir felt tears pour down his face as once again he could hear Legolas being hurt. He felt so helpless, he just wanted to do something…anything.
But suddenly there was complete and utter silence.
'Are you alright Legolas?' came the voice of someone he knew very well.
'I'm…I'm fine Glorfindel,' said Legolas slowly.
'I told you not to let him do this to you!' yelled Glorfindel.
'He's drunk he doesn't know what he's doing!' retorted Legolas.
'Legolas don't say that. I don't like seeing you get hurt…I…I love you to much to see you hurt.'
There was no response from the either elf, above or below the bed. They were both too shocked to say or do anything.
A/N: If anyone knows who Glorfindel's parents are could you please e-mail me? A bit of family history wouldn't hurt either!
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'Good morning lovely one,' murmured Elrohir, kissing Legolas's neck.
Legolas shielded his eyes from the sun, but smiled sweetly when Elrohir's face appeared before him.
'What a nice sight to wake up to,' he sighed contentedly, wrapping his arms around his waist, drawing him closer.
But their moment was interrupted by a loud knock on the door and they both froze and Elrohir felt Legolas tremble.
'What…'
'Hide!' hissed Legolas, his eyes not leaving the door.
Elrohir did as he was told and crouched beneath the bed.
'Legolas!' came a deep voice, a voice belonging to someone that was obviously drunk.
The door slammed open and Elrohir could see a pair of large brown boots moving across the floor.
'Your drunk,' commented Legolas calmly from the bed and the other elf sneered.
'Insolent slut!' yelled the elf and Elrohir could hear deep gasps of pain coming from his lover.
'Stupid bastard!' screamed the elf and Elrohir felt tears pour down his face as once again he could hear Legolas being hurt. He felt so helpless, he just wanted to do something…anything.
But suddenly there was complete and utter silence.
'Are you alright Legolas?' came the voice of someone he knew very well.
'I'm…I'm fine Glorfindel,' said Legolas slowly.
'I told you not to let him do this to you!' yelled Glorfindel.
'He's drunk he doesn't know what he's doing!' retorted Legolas.
'Legolas don't say that. I don't like seeing you get hurt…I…I love you to much to see you hurt.'
There was no response from the either elf, above or below the bed. They were both too shocked to say or do anything.
A/N: If anyone knows who Glorfindel's parents are could you please e-mail me? A bit of family history wouldn't hurt either!