Title: Feel
Characters: Legolas/Aragorn
He never thought he would ever doubt his companion. He had always been steadfast, always true, always there. And he didn't know why he was doubting his lover like this, just didn't know.
Didn't want to feel either; it hurt when Aragorn turned away when all Legolas wanted to do was sit and talk, whether serious or inconsequential, he didn't care. And it tore at his heart when Aragorn didn't want to take time afterwards to simply rest there and caress him. It felt-
Felt like Aragorn didn't care about him anymore.
And then one day Legolas couldn't take anymore. One day he pulled Aragorn aside. He couldn't stop the words that were bursting out of him, and he wanted to say everything that was on his mind in a calm and steady manner, but all he could do was babble.
"I want out. I don't want to try anymore. I'm sick of it, and I want out." Legolas didn't want to fall to pieces, but he couldn't help it, he was trembling, and Aragorn was looking at him with that confused expression on his face, and he didn't want to feel this unsure, feel this shaky, didn't want to feel-
-so he babbled on. "I don't want to try and be friends. I just don't want to try, I just want out."
Legolas sees that Aragorn is about to speak, so he rushes on before he can falter. "You say you care about me, you say that you want me, but you don't, not really, not really-"
Aragorn cut in, "How would you know?"
"Because you don't, not anymore. You don't sneak glances my way, you don't wait to walk beside me so you brush your hand against mine, you don't talk to me anymore, you don't stay afterwards, you don't, you just don't-" and Legolas chokes up, unable to speak as he can't help it anymore, I'm falling into pieces, and he doesn't want me, and there's no one to pick me up as I fall, and I don't want to be this insecure, and there's no one-
And then Aragorn is holding Legolas, rocking him as he holds the crying Elf to his chest. His voice is low and rought in Legolas's ear as he begins to speak.
"I know that I don't linger anymore. I know I'm not a good lover anymore. I know I just don't try anymore. But I can't help it. I knew what was going to happen in my life. I knew I was going to marry Arwen, I met her when we were children, we were promised long before I met you, and you can't do this to me! You can't make me want you this badly, and make me burn when you're in my arms, you can't make me feel this way, you can't make me feel-" Aragorn jerks like he's being pulled by a puppeteer.
"-And I'm so sorry I'm harsh right now, but I can't help it, you're in my arms and you're crying and you're hurting and I don't know how to stop it and it frightens me, and I don't want to feel this way, I-" And Aragorn is standing, running away, running away, away from this Elf, this flame, this light, this feeling-
-and Legolas is left alone, huddled on the ground, hurting and terrified and crying and feeling-
Lost.
and I don't want to fall to pieces