Disclaimer: Lord of the rings does not belong to me
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Warnings: Yaoi/Slash
Pairings: Glorfindel/Erestor
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Everything about you
By Clio Leanan Sidhe
Chapter five
Weeks passed in which Glorfindel and Erestor could perfectly ignore each other, carefully avoiding each other and quickly leaving when the other entered the room. But Glorfindel found himself irritated by it.
Whenever Lord Elrond wished to hear a report from them both ignored each other since there was no other choice then to be in the same room at the same time.
Elrond started to get effected by it, he was getting effected by it, he did not understand how Erestor could not be effected by it. Everyone seemed to notice but no one was brave enough to speak.
And thus Glorfindel decided that he would not give up on Erestor so easily. And so the blonde decided he would try and take every possible moment to spend with Erestor.
The blonde knew that his favourite counsellor would be in the library, spending his time counting money and writing letters to please the neighbour countries. And so he found himself walking down the corridor which would lead to the library.
Inside Erestor did not know that the blonde was so near and as Glorfindel had expected he was counting money and writing everything down in the report he would show Elrond at the end of next week.
When the doors opened he looked up and frowned when he saw Glorfindel entering the library. For a second his eyes shifted around, searching for servants or any other elf. No one was there, everyone was having lunch in the main hall, exactly where Erestor had suppose to have been but he had been to afraid to see Glorfindel there. And now the warrior was here, in the library where he thought that he was safe. "Lord Glorfindel." He greeted the blonde, his greeting was short and formal.
"Erestor..." Glorfindel tried, the name strange on his lips. He slowly walked over to the elf's desk and stopped in front of it. He placed his hands upon the wood, his palms resting against it. "How are you, advisor?"
"Why are you here, Glorfindel?" Erestor asked, not in the mood for having happy conversations with the other.
"We cannot continue like this," Glorfindel started, trying to catch Erestor's eyes. "it is affecting everyone."
Erestor raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, resting them upon his desk. "Continue like what? We have never liked each other Glorfindel, not much has changed."
"You have been avoiding me!" Glorfindel exclaimed, not understanding how Erestor would act so casually and like nothing had happened between them.
"It is not like you have been seeking me out either, Glorfindel." Erestor accused him and glared at the blonde elf who was leaning against his desk.
Glorfindel could feel his laugh in his throat but it remained there because he did not want to make matters worse. "Perhaps not...but I am here now, am I not." It was no longer a question but a statement.
Erestor nodded but also replied. "Yes, and I do not understand why."
"Because, Erestor!" Glorfindel yelled but stopped himself. This had all started when he had shouted at the other, he did not want to loose himself in a rage again. "Because I wish for us be become friends once again, Erestor."
"I have never been your friend." Erestor muttered and looked at his report once again. "And you have never been mine." He continued softly and took his quill in his hand. Erestor was startled when he noticed Glorfindel's pale long fingers rest on the report and in his view.
"Please Erestor..." Glorfindel tried, whispering softly.
Erestor looked up at the blonde. For a moment he admired Glorfindel's looks, the strands of golden hair which fell over his shoulders and framed his pale well shaped face. Glorfindel's cold blue eyes held no emotions while they stared into his own much darker ones. "Would you like to join me for lunch?"
"Excuse me?" Glorfindel frowned, wondering if he had somehow heard Erestor wrong.
"It is a one time offer, I am not going to repeat myself." Erestor muttered and pushed himself up. He tucked some strands of his raven hair behind his pointed ears and looked at Glorfindel, crossing his arms and shifting nervously.
"I would love to join you for lunch." Glorfindel breathed, his throat going dry. He tried to wet his dry lips.
"Good." Erestor decided and started walking. He expected Glorfindel to follow him, which the blonde warrior did.
In silence they made their way to the main hall where most elves were having their lunch in the presence of Lord Elrond. It was a daily routine that many elves from Rivendell had grown used to, Erestor had never grown used to it for he disliked being in such a large company. Glorfindel on the other hand clearly loved the attention, but this time he would ignore it.
Everyone seemed to become quiet when both Erestor and Glorfindel entered. Some elves looked confused while others smiled and tried to pick up their conversation again.
Erestor looked up at Glorfindel, feeling rather awkward. He smiled weakly and walked to his usual seat which was empty. He looked at Elrond who offered him a smile and he quickly returned it before sitting down. Glrofindel sat down next to him and Erestor felt himself shift further away when he felt the blonde's hand upon his shoulder.
Glorfindel quickly drew his hand back as if it was burned but also ignored it. "What would you like?" He asked, hoping it would loosen the tense counsellor up a little.
"Just some fruit will do." Erestor decided and rested his eyes on Glorfindel's face. He blushed a little, remembering the dreams he had had about the blonde elven warrior in the past weeks. Not all of them had been with pure intentions.
When Glorfindel handed him a plate with different kind of fruits he gladly took it and thanked the other elf. He took a piece of apple and ate it carefully.
Glorfindel could not take his eyes of Erestor as he carefully took the apple between his lips, wrapping them around the piece of fruit and taking a bite. "What have you been doing in these past weeks?" He asked suddenly, wanting to know what his favourite advisor had been doing.
"I have been busy with a lot of reports, and spending time in the library of course." Erestor replied after swallowing the piece of apple. When he had answered he pushed the other half inside his mouth and licked his fingers out of habit. "What about you?"
"Training the new recruits." Glorfindel answered and took a piece of bread from a large plate. He played with it for a couple of seconds before he took a bite from it. "They are horrible." The blonde decided and laughed a little. When he noticed the hint of amusement in Erestor's dark eyes he laughed again, this time harder.
Erestor rolled his eyes and shook his head in amusement. "Horrible..., what were you like Lord Glorfindel, when you first held a sword?"
Glorfindel sighed and then he smiled, taking another piece of his breath into his mouth. "Probably horrible..."
"Ah..." Erestor smiled.
Glorfindel frowned. "Ah?" He asked, watching the other with amusement in his sky blue eyes. "What kind of 'ah' was the one coming for your parted lips."
"An amused one." Erestor decided and took a slice of orange between his lips.
"So you find me amusing?" Glorfindel asked, his heart skipping a beat. It was a beginning after all, Erestor found him something besides an annoying fiend.
"Imagining you as a horrible swordsman is amusing." Erestor explained and started to chew on the slice of orange.
Glorfindel smiled a little and finally realised something he had wanted to know for a long time. "How are you with a sword, dear Erestor?"
Erestor frowned when Glorfindel addressed him as 'dear Erestor' but he let it pass. "I have been taught writing, reading and how to appreciate art, not to hold a sword nor how to face a battlefield."
"Perhaps I could teach you some things, it could come in handy." The blonde elf offered.
Erestor thought about the warrior's offer for a long time, chewing on his slice of orange. After swallowing the piece of fruit he answered. "I will, if you agree to help me in the library."
Glorfindel held out his hand for Erestor to shake it. "Very well, chief counsellor." He agreed, a hint of something other then amusement in his eyes now that he was shaking Erestor's hand who had shown interest in one of his ideas. "You will spend time in my territory and I will spend time in yours."
Erestor nodded. "I wish you the best of luck on that..., territory of mine." The raven haired elf said and all though one would think that he was joking, he certainly was not.