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I hate haldir. And still I'm stomping through the forest of rivendell to see him. That darn mirror has some trick in it that I can't figure out. I can't work the mirror, that is, and neither can glorfindel. I know that haldir knew that I can't work it when he left. I bet he already had good time imagining my dumb face when I find out, too.
Glorfindel and I were just standing in the clearing and gazed in the mirror but nothing happened. Except that I blushed violently and started stuttering that I'd ask haldir how it worked. Brother, how embarrassing. Glorfindel was at first not really pleased when I told him that in had stolen it from lady Galadriel to show him what really happened but relieved, too, that he seemed to have gotten the bed-incident wrong. I have a date with him first thing in the morning. Tonight I have to ask haldir for advice. And if he laughs I'm going to kill him.
Haldir's room is far away from mine, thank god, somewhere in the corridor for 'not-all-that-important'-guests. Of course, the rooms are still beautiful but not as luxuriously beautiful as the rooms for important visitors.
I knock his door impatiently but he doesn't open or answer from inside, so I just open the door. It's not locked and it certainly seems as if haldir was at home. All the candles are lit and I hear water running in the bathroom.
Well, I better go looking if everything is all right, he could be drowning.
I walk into the bathroom without any doubts or sensible little voices in my head to help me avoiding another embarrassing situation. I guess you get those sensible voices by the time you turn 4000 or something. Well anyway .
Haldir is in the shower. An as we don't have PVC shower-curtains here in rivendell, embarrassment is hitting me with full impact because I get to see a very wet, very sexy haldir in the raw. .... Excuse me, sexy ? Cut that out please, that was only the first impression.
'Legolas !', haldir screams shocked and tries to shift so that I wouldn't see him but there is no way to hide. And I'm, of course, too dumb to turn around and goggle at him without even thinking about it.
'Legolas, go, just GO !', he yells, his face blushed with a shade of burgundy.
I can't. My mouth is standing open and my eyes nearly pop out of my head. I'm so embarrassed that I can't think clearly. I can't think at all. Yes, haldir is standing there naked in the shower and tells me to leave, but I don't understand.
Finally haldir doesn't seem to care anymore, turns the water of, steps out of the shower and wraps his towel tightly around him.
'What do you think you're doing here ?'
'Haldir . I'm . I'm sorry . I didn't mean to . to just burst in your place and watch you taking a shower . in the raw and everything.' I'm flushing furiously bright red and cast my eyes down. Why do these things keep happening ? Why me ? I want to cry.
Suddenly haldir's angry expression changes into a smile. 'It's okay. Who could resist giving into such a sweet apology ?'
He shoves me into his bed and living room. 'Why did you come to see me ?'
My anger is back. 'You didn't tell me how the mirror worked and I made complete fool of myself in front of glorfindel.'
'You didn't ask me how it works.' He smiles at me in a very malicious way.
'I thought you'd just look into it !' I feel like hitting him.
'No, you don't.' The smile grows so wide that haldir has to narrow his eyes to make space for it in his face. What a moron. I just keep doing stupid things while he's around. Or he makes me do them with not giving me enough darn INFORMATION!!!
'Well, what do you do ?' I ask, my voice trembling from the efforts not to scream at him.
'I didn't say I'd tell you. I just said I'd help you get it out so that glorfindel could look into it. He did and he didn't see anything because you didn't tell me to explain to you how it works.' The smile drives me insane and if the smile wouldn't already be fully extended it would certainly grow further. He sways his hips a little and sticks his tongue out. 'Sorry, legolas.'
'That's mean. You're a jerk, Haldir, help me !', I yell exasperatedly.
'No !'
'Why not ?'
'You wouldn't understand.'
'Yes, I would.'
Haldir drops his towel and walks over to his wardrobe.
'Why do you do that ?' My voice sounds shocked.
'Well, I guess you already saw this, don't you ?', he asks pointedly. 'So you won't mind seeing it again as you couldn't even take your eyes off me the first time.'
Well, if it hadn't been because I was so surprised it would still be very understandable. Haldir's body is just perfect, slender with slivery-white skin and the silver hair falling in wet tresses to his hips.
'You like what you see, hm ?'
'Well, it's hard to deny that you're beautiful.' That you're gorgeous. Wait a second. Mind, you keep your comments to yourself, right ?
'Thank you.'
'Would you tell me how the mirror works ?'
'Okay then. Come on, I'll show you ,' haldir says and puts his clothes on.
'Now ?'
'Yes, now.'
'It's raining cats and dogs outside.'
'You want to know how that thing works or not ?'
'Yes but .'
'Then it's now or never .'
He tugs his indigo robe until it is nearly fold-free. Then he looks at me questioningly.
'Okay. Let's go then. But fast, I don't want to be soaked when I come back.'
Well, well, well. I'm already soaked after the first step into the rain. I'm so grateful that tolkien didn't invent umbrellas for elves.
Haldir doesn't seem to mind the rain. He is running and jumping through the wet forest like some graceful deer and I'm stomping, creeping, crawling behind him, occasionally falling into the mud like a handicapped ten-ton turtle. In the clearing the bowl is still on its tree-trunk, filled with rain-water now, waiting for somebody to look into it.
'Go on ,' haldir urges me. 'Look into it.'
'It's not going to work. It was like this when I made glorfindel do it.'
'Trust me.'
He smoothes his wet robes and taps the ground with his foot impatiently.
I walk gingerly over to the mirror and look into it. The surface of the water in it suddenly stops rippling even though it's still raining. I can see the stars in the water where it reflected heavy rain-clouds moments before.
Mirkwood.
Rivendell.
Elrond.
Glorfindel.
Haldir.
Glorfindel walking through the gardens in the sun.
Haldir looking around smiling as if waiting for somebody.
Me kissing glorfindel on the dance.
Haldir letting the key trail over my bare skin.
Haldir and I in front of a grate with a blazing fire in it doing weirdo things.
Glorfindel leaving me because of war and never coming back.
Glorfindel slipping a ring on my finger as if to marry me.
Haldir in the shower, blood running from his wrists.
I tear my eyes from the last picture and look at haldir completely confused.
'What does that mean.?'
'I didn't see it .' He shakes his head slowly.
'Don't tell me you never looked into that mirror.'
'Yes, I did. But it shows many things. Things that were and things that are going to happen. And some things that are possible right now but are never going to happen. I didn't see what you might have seen.'
'What did you see ?'
Haldir bows his head and furrows his brow for a second. 'I saw you,' he whispers, barely audible. 'And I saw me dying. And I don't understand why. Are you going to kill me ?'
'Of course I don't. But I saw that, too. It was awful. How can that be possible ? You don't think of suicide, do you ?'
'Hell no.' He looks at me in surprise. 'Do I look like it ?'
'But why then ?'
'The thing that makes me think of suicide might not yet have passed.' He smiles wryly. 'But don't worry. There are things in there that never happen.'
I look up to the sky. This is confusing. Why did I look into it ? I knew this witch stuff was going to turn on me. Now I'll be seeing those pictures all night . no, wait. There is another picture which I would gladly swap for the ones I saw in the mirror. . Water running over silvery skin and dripping out of hair as silver as the moon . stop it, brain! You gave me this s*it once but this is enough. Right, I'm in love with glorfindel, now don't gimme that same thing again !
'Let's go back ,' haldir says. 'You see, there has to be water in the bowl if you want to see something.'
He walks away without waiting for me.
'Is something wrong with you ?', I ask.
'I'm cold ,' he says stopping for a moment and stretching. 'And I'm tired.'
'Come on .' I lead him to the closest building were my rooms are. 'You can warm up in my place before you go back.'
'Thank you.'
'I won't talk about glorfindel, I promise.'
'Why ? I never complained. It is like that if you're in love.'
'No. The first night I met you, you sounded ready to kill when I asked if you knew glorfindel and you said you don't like him.'
'That doesn't mean that I hate him.'
'But you do.'
He looks at me while we are half-running through the dark corridors. I have the goose bumps all over my body because I'm so cold.
'Yes. But who cares. I don't make a big deal out of it. I like things easy going without much pondering about or dwelling on things you cannot change.'
We reach my room and I let us both in and make a fire in the grate because we are both so cold and wet.
'I thought you were just like I am.'
'I think I might be ,' I say. 'But I'm behaving like a teenager and you .'
'You behave the way your heart tells you to. That's what I do .'
'Do you want to sit in front of the fire ? You're all wet .'
'Well, so are you .'
'Why don't we both sit in front of it ?', I ask, the picture in the mirror flashing through my head and I regret what I said. I have to think about glorfindel.
Silvery skin . water . long hair . 'OH GOD ! DAMMIT !'
'Why ?' Haldir asks when we both settled in front of the fire. I didn't even notice that I screamed the last words out loud. 'Damn what ? You just thought of lord Elrond or another nightmare ?'
I look at him. The water is dripping out of his hair and clothes again and his eyes question me.
'No ,' I manage a weak smile. 'I . I thought of you .'
'Oh really ? Must have been one great thought .'
'You're not angry ?'
'No. Dammit doesn't say it was something bad about me.'
I stretch on the fluffy carpet in front of the fire like a cat. Good thing he's easy going.
Haldir lies down next to me and snuggles close which is nice in one way because he's cute and warm and everything but there's that picture I saw.
'I don't want to complain ,' he suddenly says. 'But you smell like a wet rat that climbed out of a sewer.'
'Thank you very much indeed. I appreciate your honesty ,' I say, first pouting and then laughing. 'How about taking these clothes off and hang them to dry. I'll give you a nightshirt of mine until they are, okay ?'
'Fine with me. And by the way you were pouting again !'
I'm so great. I'm getting it to be more and more comfortable and romantic and that's just what I don't want! I would want it if I was with glorfindel but now .
We end up on the carpet in our nightshirts, under one blanket that I got from my bed and lying as close together as we can possibly manage.
I stare into the fire. It's just like in the morning in the halls of the healer. He's laying half on top of me, playing with my hair-strands, completely lost in another world, his lips parted.
'Haldir .'
'Hmm ?', he looks at me.
'It getting late .'
'Oh, don't make me go. Please. It's so cold outside. Just a few more minutes.' He looks at me with his huge chocolate-brown bambi-eyes and flutters his lashes.
'Okay. You are just like a kitten, you know . Cute and you like to lie in front of the fire.' And I can't darn resist you begging ! Argh.
'Only like this ,' haldir whispers and blushes a little.
I smile. 'I like it too. It's comfy.'
'Could you just put your arms around me for a while ?', he asks and now I blush, too.
'If you want to .', I reply and slip my arms around his waist carefully. 'You know . as we're only friends I guess you can stay here with me over night . if you like .'
'Like it.' He nestles his head close to my shoulder.
'Don't you think we should just .' I wanted to ask him to go to bed but he looks so content that I don't want to disturb him.
After a while I close my eyes without being asleep and just think about everything. About glorfindel, about haldir and the burning feeling in my stomach and the butterflies fluttering through me that first glorfindel and now even haldir tend to create in me. I just start to drift into something like sleep when I feel haldir shifting. I don't open my eyes because maybe he's just turning around in his sleep.
'Legolas . you might be still a bit like a teenager but I still want to be with you and I wish you'd see that .' he says. 'You're so cute when you are asleep.'
Oh my god. Not again. A hot feeling is flooding my body and all the little hairs stand on end. Why des he have to do this to me ? I'm in love with glorfindel, ain't that the truth.
'Love you, my prince .' And then I feel soft lips on mine, again and again, a gentle tongue flickering over my closed mouth and I shiver. Darn it ! Hormones really bug me out. Save his life, steal a mirror with him and WHAM! I'm in love with him instead of glorfindel ? That's not the way it works for me.
Click. *Your brain has been switched of for some time to come. Please ask your provider if the problem keeps occurring.* My eyes flutter open but haldir doesn't notice at first. When he does he gives a choking sound and tries to pull back in a wave of panic but my arms are still around him and hold him close. He struggles for a while but then notices that it's in vain.
'Legolas . I . I thought you were asleep. I . thought you wouldn't notice .', he whispers horrified.
'Well, haldir, I was awake. And as you certainly noticed I didn't rip your head off, so how about we just stay comfy and don't mind what happened ?'
'Really ?'
'Really really.' I place a gentle kiss on his parted lips and then shift into the most comfortable position. Oh my, that was the first time I kissed somebody and wasn't kissed by him first. Well. I guess that's why my brain checked out for a while.
Haldir smiles and looks at me with glittering eyes before nestling close to me again and falling asleep a few minutes later.
Okay. My brain is asleep already, haldir is, too, but I'm terribly awake and aware of the fact that I just kissed haldir of my own free will and that it felt like an electric shock. (Even though we don't have electricity in middle-earth I guess the phenomenon of getting a shock when touching some fabric exists here, too.)
I'm going to see Glorfindel in the morning. What if he sees this in the mirror. This time it wasn't an accident, or was it ? Could you tell things an accident if they happen while your brain refuses to cooperate with you ? I guess so. I hope so, actually.
And finally after many hours pondering and realizing that I don't know who I'd prefer to be with I fall into a restless sleep, haldir in my arms.
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I hate haldir. And still I'm stomping through the forest of rivendell to see him. That darn mirror has some trick in it that I can't figure out. I can't work the mirror, that is, and neither can glorfindel. I know that haldir knew that I can't work it when he left. I bet he already had good time imagining my dumb face when I find out, too.
Glorfindel and I were just standing in the clearing and gazed in the mirror but nothing happened. Except that I blushed violently and started stuttering that I'd ask haldir how it worked. Brother, how embarrassing. Glorfindel was at first not really pleased when I told him that in had stolen it from lady Galadriel to show him what really happened but relieved, too, that he seemed to have gotten the bed-incident wrong. I have a date with him first thing in the morning. Tonight I have to ask haldir for advice. And if he laughs I'm going to kill him.
Haldir's room is far away from mine, thank god, somewhere in the corridor for 'not-all-that-important'-guests. Of course, the rooms are still beautiful but not as luxuriously beautiful as the rooms for important visitors.
I knock his door impatiently but he doesn't open or answer from inside, so I just open the door. It's not locked and it certainly seems as if haldir was at home. All the candles are lit and I hear water running in the bathroom.
Well, I better go looking if everything is all right, he could be drowning.
I walk into the bathroom without any doubts or sensible little voices in my head to help me avoiding another embarrassing situation. I guess you get those sensible voices by the time you turn 4000 or something. Well anyway .
Haldir is in the shower. An as we don't have PVC shower-curtains here in rivendell, embarrassment is hitting me with full impact because I get to see a very wet, very sexy haldir in the raw. .... Excuse me, sexy ? Cut that out please, that was only the first impression.
'Legolas !', haldir screams shocked and tries to shift so that I wouldn't see him but there is no way to hide. And I'm, of course, too dumb to turn around and goggle at him without even thinking about it.
'Legolas, go, just GO !', he yells, his face blushed with a shade of burgundy.
I can't. My mouth is standing open and my eyes nearly pop out of my head. I'm so embarrassed that I can't think clearly. I can't think at all. Yes, haldir is standing there naked in the shower and tells me to leave, but I don't understand.
Finally haldir doesn't seem to care anymore, turns the water of, steps out of the shower and wraps his towel tightly around him.
'What do you think you're doing here ?'
'Haldir . I'm . I'm sorry . I didn't mean to . to just burst in your place and watch you taking a shower . in the raw and everything.' I'm flushing furiously bright red and cast my eyes down. Why do these things keep happening ? Why me ? I want to cry.
Suddenly haldir's angry expression changes into a smile. 'It's okay. Who could resist giving into such a sweet apology ?'
He shoves me into his bed and living room. 'Why did you come to see me ?'
My anger is back. 'You didn't tell me how the mirror worked and I made complete fool of myself in front of glorfindel.'
'You didn't ask me how it works.' He smiles at me in a very malicious way.
'I thought you'd just look into it !' I feel like hitting him.
'No, you don't.' The smile grows so wide that haldir has to narrow his eyes to make space for it in his face. What a moron. I just keep doing stupid things while he's around. Or he makes me do them with not giving me enough darn INFORMATION!!!
'Well, what do you do ?' I ask, my voice trembling from the efforts not to scream at him.
'I didn't say I'd tell you. I just said I'd help you get it out so that glorfindel could look into it. He did and he didn't see anything because you didn't tell me to explain to you how it works.' The smile drives me insane and if the smile wouldn't already be fully extended it would certainly grow further. He sways his hips a little and sticks his tongue out. 'Sorry, legolas.'
'That's mean. You're a jerk, Haldir, help me !', I yell exasperatedly.
'No !'
'Why not ?'
'You wouldn't understand.'
'Yes, I would.'
Haldir drops his towel and walks over to his wardrobe.
'Why do you do that ?' My voice sounds shocked.
'Well, I guess you already saw this, don't you ?', he asks pointedly. 'So you won't mind seeing it again as you couldn't even take your eyes off me the first time.'
Well, if it hadn't been because I was so surprised it would still be very understandable. Haldir's body is just perfect, slender with slivery-white skin and the silver hair falling in wet tresses to his hips.
'You like what you see, hm ?'
'Well, it's hard to deny that you're beautiful.' That you're gorgeous. Wait a second. Mind, you keep your comments to yourself, right ?
'Thank you.'
'Would you tell me how the mirror works ?'
'Okay then. Come on, I'll show you ,' haldir says and puts his clothes on.
'Now ?'
'Yes, now.'
'It's raining cats and dogs outside.'
'You want to know how that thing works or not ?'
'Yes but .'
'Then it's now or never .'
He tugs his indigo robe until it is nearly fold-free. Then he looks at me questioningly.
'Okay. Let's go then. But fast, I don't want to be soaked when I come back.'
Well, well, well. I'm already soaked after the first step into the rain. I'm so grateful that tolkien didn't invent umbrellas for elves.
Haldir doesn't seem to mind the rain. He is running and jumping through the wet forest like some graceful deer and I'm stomping, creeping, crawling behind him, occasionally falling into the mud like a handicapped ten-ton turtle. In the clearing the bowl is still on its tree-trunk, filled with rain-water now, waiting for somebody to look into it.
'Go on ,' haldir urges me. 'Look into it.'
'It's not going to work. It was like this when I made glorfindel do it.'
'Trust me.'
He smoothes his wet robes and taps the ground with his foot impatiently.
I walk gingerly over to the mirror and look into it. The surface of the water in it suddenly stops rippling even though it's still raining. I can see the stars in the water where it reflected heavy rain-clouds moments before.
Mirkwood.
Rivendell.
Elrond.
Glorfindel.
Haldir.
Glorfindel walking through the gardens in the sun.
Haldir looking around smiling as if waiting for somebody.
Me kissing glorfindel on the dance.
Haldir letting the key trail over my bare skin.
Haldir and I in front of a grate with a blazing fire in it doing weirdo things.
Glorfindel leaving me because of war and never coming back.
Glorfindel slipping a ring on my finger as if to marry me.
Haldir in the shower, blood running from his wrists.
I tear my eyes from the last picture and look at haldir completely confused.
'What does that mean.?'
'I didn't see it .' He shakes his head slowly.
'Don't tell me you never looked into that mirror.'
'Yes, I did. But it shows many things. Things that were and things that are going to happen. And some things that are possible right now but are never going to happen. I didn't see what you might have seen.'
'What did you see ?'
Haldir bows his head and furrows his brow for a second. 'I saw you,' he whispers, barely audible. 'And I saw me dying. And I don't understand why. Are you going to kill me ?'
'Of course I don't. But I saw that, too. It was awful. How can that be possible ? You don't think of suicide, do you ?'
'Hell no.' He looks at me in surprise. 'Do I look like it ?'
'But why then ?'
'The thing that makes me think of suicide might not yet have passed.' He smiles wryly. 'But don't worry. There are things in there that never happen.'
I look up to the sky. This is confusing. Why did I look into it ? I knew this witch stuff was going to turn on me. Now I'll be seeing those pictures all night . no, wait. There is another picture which I would gladly swap for the ones I saw in the mirror. . Water running over silvery skin and dripping out of hair as silver as the moon . stop it, brain! You gave me this s*it once but this is enough. Right, I'm in love with glorfindel, now don't gimme that same thing again !
'Let's go back ,' haldir says. 'You see, there has to be water in the bowl if you want to see something.'
He walks away without waiting for me.
'Is something wrong with you ?', I ask.
'I'm cold ,' he says stopping for a moment and stretching. 'And I'm tired.'
'Come on .' I lead him to the closest building were my rooms are. 'You can warm up in my place before you go back.'
'Thank you.'
'I won't talk about glorfindel, I promise.'
'Why ? I never complained. It is like that if you're in love.'
'No. The first night I met you, you sounded ready to kill when I asked if you knew glorfindel and you said you don't like him.'
'That doesn't mean that I hate him.'
'But you do.'
He looks at me while we are half-running through the dark corridors. I have the goose bumps all over my body because I'm so cold.
'Yes. But who cares. I don't make a big deal out of it. I like things easy going without much pondering about or dwelling on things you cannot change.'
We reach my room and I let us both in and make a fire in the grate because we are both so cold and wet.
'I thought you were just like I am.'
'I think I might be ,' I say. 'But I'm behaving like a teenager and you .'
'You behave the way your heart tells you to. That's what I do .'
'Do you want to sit in front of the fire ? You're all wet .'
'Well, so are you .'
'Why don't we both sit in front of it ?', I ask, the picture in the mirror flashing through my head and I regret what I said. I have to think about glorfindel.
Silvery skin . water . long hair . 'OH GOD ! DAMMIT !'
'Why ?' Haldir asks when we both settled in front of the fire. I didn't even notice that I screamed the last words out loud. 'Damn what ? You just thought of lord Elrond or another nightmare ?'
I look at him. The water is dripping out of his hair and clothes again and his eyes question me.
'No ,' I manage a weak smile. 'I . I thought of you .'
'Oh really ? Must have been one great thought .'
'You're not angry ?'
'No. Dammit doesn't say it was something bad about me.'
I stretch on the fluffy carpet in front of the fire like a cat. Good thing he's easy going.
Haldir lies down next to me and snuggles close which is nice in one way because he's cute and warm and everything but there's that picture I saw.
'I don't want to complain ,' he suddenly says. 'But you smell like a wet rat that climbed out of a sewer.'
'Thank you very much indeed. I appreciate your honesty ,' I say, first pouting and then laughing. 'How about taking these clothes off and hang them to dry. I'll give you a nightshirt of mine until they are, okay ?'
'Fine with me. And by the way you were pouting again !'
I'm so great. I'm getting it to be more and more comfortable and romantic and that's just what I don't want! I would want it if I was with glorfindel but now .
We end up on the carpet in our nightshirts, under one blanket that I got from my bed and lying as close together as we can possibly manage.
I stare into the fire. It's just like in the morning in the halls of the healer. He's laying half on top of me, playing with my hair-strands, completely lost in another world, his lips parted.
'Haldir .'
'Hmm ?', he looks at me.
'It getting late .'
'Oh, don't make me go. Please. It's so cold outside. Just a few more minutes.' He looks at me with his huge chocolate-brown bambi-eyes and flutters his lashes.
'Okay. You are just like a kitten, you know . Cute and you like to lie in front of the fire.' And I can't darn resist you begging ! Argh.
'Only like this ,' haldir whispers and blushes a little.
I smile. 'I like it too. It's comfy.'
'Could you just put your arms around me for a while ?', he asks and now I blush, too.
'If you want to .', I reply and slip my arms around his waist carefully. 'You know . as we're only friends I guess you can stay here with me over night . if you like .'
'Like it.' He nestles his head close to my shoulder.
'Don't you think we should just .' I wanted to ask him to go to bed but he looks so content that I don't want to disturb him.
After a while I close my eyes without being asleep and just think about everything. About glorfindel, about haldir and the burning feeling in my stomach and the butterflies fluttering through me that first glorfindel and now even haldir tend to create in me. I just start to drift into something like sleep when I feel haldir shifting. I don't open my eyes because maybe he's just turning around in his sleep.
'Legolas . you might be still a bit like a teenager but I still want to be with you and I wish you'd see that .' he says. 'You're so cute when you are asleep.'
Oh my god. Not again. A hot feeling is flooding my body and all the little hairs stand on end. Why des he have to do this to me ? I'm in love with glorfindel, ain't that the truth.
'Love you, my prince .' And then I feel soft lips on mine, again and again, a gentle tongue flickering over my closed mouth and I shiver. Darn it ! Hormones really bug me out. Save his life, steal a mirror with him and WHAM! I'm in love with him instead of glorfindel ? That's not the way it works for me.
Click. *Your brain has been switched of for some time to come. Please ask your provider if the problem keeps occurring.* My eyes flutter open but haldir doesn't notice at first. When he does he gives a choking sound and tries to pull back in a wave of panic but my arms are still around him and hold him close. He struggles for a while but then notices that it's in vain.
'Legolas . I . I thought you were asleep. I . thought you wouldn't notice .', he whispers horrified.
'Well, haldir, I was awake. And as you certainly noticed I didn't rip your head off, so how about we just stay comfy and don't mind what happened ?'
'Really ?'
'Really really.' I place a gentle kiss on his parted lips and then shift into the most comfortable position. Oh my, that was the first time I kissed somebody and wasn't kissed by him first. Well. I guess that's why my brain checked out for a while.
Haldir smiles and looks at me with glittering eyes before nestling close to me again and falling asleep a few minutes later.
Okay. My brain is asleep already, haldir is, too, but I'm terribly awake and aware of the fact that I just kissed haldir of my own free will and that it felt like an electric shock. (Even though we don't have electricity in middle-earth I guess the phenomenon of getting a shock when touching some fabric exists here, too.)
I'm going to see Glorfindel in the morning. What if he sees this in the mirror. This time it wasn't an accident, or was it ? Could you tell things an accident if they happen while your brain refuses to cooperate with you ? I guess so. I hope so, actually.
And finally after many hours pondering and realizing that I don't know who I'd prefer to be with I fall into a restless sleep, haldir in my arms.
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