"Good morning 'Tor." Glorfindel called cheerily as he entered Erestor's rooms.
"No." Erestor fairly growled causing the blonde warrior to come to a halt. "I absolutely refuse."
Glorfindel raised an eyebrow in puzzlement. "Refuse? Refuse what?"
"You will not give me a nick name. I will not be called 'Tor. It is bad enough you call me by my given name."
Glorfindel smirked. "But we have become such good friends."
Erestor glared. "I think I hate you."
Glorfindel shook his head. "Well I guess the wedding's off."
"Your sense of humor leaves much to be desired."
"So says the elf without a sense of humor"
"I know I hate you."
"I highly doubt that." Glorfindel laughed turning to the wardrobe and removing a set of clothes. "Get dressed so we can get started."
Erestor sighed but pulled the shirt over knowing it was useless fighting.
Glorfindel turned letting Erestor dress in private instead studying the walls of the room. He had had little cause to be in the other elf's rooms and when he had he never bothered to pay attention to the decor. He was therefore rather surprised at the murals and trinkets adorning the room.
"You have seen the sea Erestor?" Glorfindel asked staring at a mural of dolphins and whales.
"I lived on the shores of Sirion." Erestor's voice was muffled.
Glorfindel arched a brow in surprise. "When was that?"
"Long ago." Erestor replied. "I use to deliver fresh fish to Elwing as a child. My father was a mariner. We lived close by. I was only a few years younger then Elrond and Elros and oft times they invited me to play with them."
"Do you miss the sea?"
"Sometimes."
Silence settled between them except for the rustling of clothes. Glorfindel waited patiently examining several objects in the room. A hiss came from behind him before Erestor reluctantly called for his attention. The Vanya turned to find the other elf sitting on the side of the bed. Erestor had dressed to the best of his abilities but had been unable to pull his leggings up by himself. He would not meet Glorfindel's gaze instead letting his raven hair fall forward to obscure his face, his embarrassment plain. Glorfindel didn't comment on it instead helping the other elf to his feet, pulling up, and fastening the leggings.
Glorfindel supported the other elf then. "Come. We are going to do things a little differently today. I want to show you something."
(LOTRLOTR)
Glorfindel slid from the horse before reaching up to help Erestor down. The dark haired elf remained quiet as he was settled on the ground against a tree. Glorfindel whispered a few words of praise to the horse before settling himself beside Erestor. The blonde seneschal's eyes wondered over the valley. They were on a rise overlooking the valley and waterfalls.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" Glorfindel whispered softly.
"Aye." Erestor nodded looking up briefly. "But I have seen the wonder of the valley before and wish now to see the beaches of Valinor."
Glorfindel turned catching the others eyes. "Erestor, Valinor is an everlasting paradise." He swept his arm out encompassing the beauty before him. "This is a fleeting beauty that can not be rivaled and therefore to be all the more cherished."
Erestor laughed but it sounded brittle to Glorfindel's ears. "A warrior and a poet."
Glorfindel decided to ignore it leaning in conspiratorially. "Yes but don't tell anyone else."
"How much longer Glorfindel?"
Glorfindel snorted. "As long as it takes, now lean back it's time for your exercises."
Erestor ducked his head in defeat as he pushed himself away from the tree. Glorfindel reached out helping to maneuver the uncooperative limbs. The Vanya placed a hand against the advisor's lower back to help guide him.
"Now-"
Erestor gave a pained hiss arching to avoid the Vanya's hands.
"Erestor?" Glorfindel frowned. That had never happened before. "Erestor are you all right?"
"What did you do?" Erestor panted slightly.
"I don't know." The blonde shook his head bewildered. "I'm going to try again, you ready?"
Erestor nodded.
The seneschal again placed his hand on the dark elf's back only putting the lightest of pressure this time.
Erestor screamed and jerked forward. The dark elf would have fallen face first if Glorfindel hadn't grabbed his arm to steady him. Shaking Erestor braced his hands against the ground supporting himself. Glorfindel reached for him but stopped unsure and unwilling to cause the younger elf anymore pain.
What's wrong? What's happening?" Glorfindel demanded as he hovered close beside the advisor.
"Your touch hurts." Erestor gasped.
"I didn't do anything." Glorfindel frowned.
"You did something. I felt it."
"Can you feel anything now?"
"Yes and it's all bad." Erestor growled through gritted teeth. He closed his eyes trying to will the pain away. He felt Glorfindel move and pulled away. "Don't touch me."
The pain slowly started to ebb. Erestor opened his eyes to find Glorfindel staring at him with a strange look on his face.
"Erestor?"
"What?"
"You moved your legs."