I rode hard up to the gates of the city of Gondor, slowing down just long enough for the guards to wave me through. I was on my way to console my friend Aragorn after his betrothal was called off. Him and Arwen loved each other but were far too much like a brother and sister to ever have a happy marriage. The decision was a mutual one and was supported by all members of their friends and family, still it upset Aragorn a great deal.

I stopped in front of the palace dismounted and handed my horse to a servant who led him to the stables. I ran up to the palace doors, where Aragorn was waiting for me. Wordlessly he led me down the hall and to his room. I spent the next hour and a half listening to Aragorn talk to me about his worries and his reasons for ending his relationship when he began to weep.

Instantly I went to embrace him as a friend would rubbing his back and whispering encouraging words in his ear. We stayed like this for a while before I noticed I was being rubbed on my back in return. A rub that was gradually turning into a caress and moving lower down my body. So distracted I was by this it took me a while to notice that Aragorn had stopped crying. I went to release him but he stopped me and just held me in his arms. I looked up at the taller man in surprise. He just stared down at me with eyes that were filled with some odd emotion I'd never seen before. He broke the staring contest when he leaned down and kissed me gently. I was very shocked. I had never been kissed by anyone, and here was my best friend kissing me in his bedroom. But still it felt very good and I was rather disappointed when he stopped. "Legolas" he said softly "I think I'd like to kiss you again"

I gazed up at him "I think maybe I'd like that". I could see myself reflected in his eyes, small and scared. Was this how Aragorn saw me.

He began to kiss me again softly and gently before picking me up and carrying me to the bed. He did so carefully as though I was fragile and might break. He lied down beside me and started stroking my hair. "I love you" he says. "You do?" I asked seriously. He nods and starts kissing me again. Had I been in a more analytical mood I might have thought about the reason he and Arwen broke up. At the time though, thinking clearly was quite a chore. And when he started taking off our clothes all I could do was hold on to him like I would die without him. I bury my head in his shoulder and start to cry. I realize I am in love with this man and that I probably have been for a very long time. He looks at me worried "Legolas?". "I love you" I whisper. He smiles "I know"

Now as I lay in his arms I try not to think about what tomorrow will bring. If I stay really still I can pretend the world has stopped .