By now you should know that all the titles of this fic is songs from keaton henson, and that i do not own them.
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"And don't lie, don't lie,

Don't lie, I know we're fixing to die.

And don't tell me how,

I'll smile and pretend and won't show to the crowd"

-Corpse Road, Keaton Henson

Lindir had foregone breaking his fast and had instead headed straight into the room he uses to compose his music and got right to work. He poured his pain and tears into the music, hoping to empty himself so he could focus on composing wedding tunes for his lord and very-soon-to-be-lady. He had a job, he was sad yes, but he still had a job, a job that wouldn't suddenly decide by itself that it needed someone better to hold its position and leave him, he could drown himself in work.

Erestor had seen Lindir walk into his workroom, he had seen the younger elf's eyes tell him he had not had a good sleep and had certainly been crying by himself all night. He sighed, Lindir was like him, if there was anything he didn't want to think about, he would drown himself in work. He flagged down a servant that was rushing past his side, "Have meals be brought to Lindir's workroom." The servant nodded and rushed off. He would have to go and find the broken hearted elf tonight and help him reintroduce himself back to the world.

When the lord of Imladris' engagement to the Lady Celebrían of Lothlórien was announced to Imadris' inhabitants, there were fierce murmuring at every corner. Everyone had known that Lindir was Lord Elrond's lover and everyone loved the happy couple, but with the announcement of the engagement, everyone had to wonder what had happened to the loving couple. Their Lord had not told them and anyone who wasn't a close friend of the lord never asked out loud. It was all speculation and rumours.

When the servant that brought him his morning meal returned to bring him his afternoon meal, he told him that dinner would not be necessary, as he would be attending night meal in the hall of fire. He had heard the harsh whispers in the wind, rumours of Lord Elrond cheating on him, of Lord Elrond cruelly throwing him aside for an elleth, of the Lord breaking their sweet little minstrel's heart. It was true to a certain degree, but Lindir thought it wouldn't do to have a realm's inhabitants doubt their ruler, he planned to fix that at dinner. He would once again be as selfless as he could and help Elrond, he would take all the pain and guilt that Elrond had for himself if he could, he just wanted to see the person he loved happy, whether it be with him or another.

He left early, making for the hall of fire with music scores in his hands. When he arrived, it was just as he wished. The hall was not filled, but there were already elves seated and talking among each other, and the other minstrels were just setting up. He strode up to the front of the hall. He did not even need to do anything to get everyone's attention on him, they stared as he walked past.

"As you have heard of Lord Elrond's engagement to the Lady Celebrían, the wind has carried to me the whispers of elves, speculating what had happened between me and Lord Elrond. I wish to clarify those whispers. Lord Elrond and I have separated on equal terms, we both agreed it would be best that we went our own way, and none was cruel to the other. We will remain friends but nothing more than friends. And I wish to hear none of this when Lady Celebrían arrives, she will be treated with respect and smiles, that is all." He bowed and went to the rest of the minstrels. His friends gave him encouraging smiles and pats on the back, all he did was smile and proceed to play his music with the rest of the minstrels. He did not want to feel.

Elrond had walked into the hall of fire expecting whispers to cover him from all corners, to his utter surprise, everyone was silent. Then he saw Lindir playing with the minstrels, his face neutral and unreadable. "How do you still call yourself a Lord? A bird tells me that Lindir has settled the harsh whispers for you, can you do anything for yourself anymore?" Erestor told him as he sat down. Elrond sighed, Lindir shouldn't be this quiet. Normal people wouldn't be accepting silently, he expected screams and curses from Lindir, but another part of him that knew his ex-lover well enough had told him that Lindir wouldn't blame him, and he would still be a friend. "I am a horrible lover, Erestor, I know. Please, will you take care of him for me? He does not scream and complain, that cannot be good for him."

"I would imagine I am a good enough friend that I would take care of him without you having to tell me, my lord." Erestor was still very unhappy with Elrond.

"Lindir, may I enter?" Erestor stood in front of Lindir's chambers in his sleeping robe, fully intending on spending the night with his friend, he would not leave him to grief alone. At the mumbled affirmative, he entered.

"I will be staying with you tonight and you will not object." He strode purposefully into the room and sat down on the bed's edge. Lindir sighed at his friend, "Erestor-" "No, do not try to persuade me otherwise. Now come and lay down beside me, it has been a long time since I've stroked your hair until you fall asleep." Erestor lay down and patted the space beside him. Lindir blushed at his friend, "You haven't done that since I grew out of being an elfling." He settled down beside his friend, feeling comforted by the body heat. "What of Glorfindel? Will he not be lonely?"

"He will not miss me for a few night mellon nin, he would be here if we could fit three elves into your small bed. But alas we cannot, so I am here to convince you to spend tomorrow night in our room, and any other night you feel lonely, do not hesitate to come to us. We love you Lindir, and unlike some elf lord, we will not leave you to your grief." Erestor snuggled Lindir closer to him, laying on his side while Lindir lay on his back staring into Erestor's dark eyes. His eyes watered, "Thank you Erestor."

"Cry if you wish, talk if you want to, I am here for you, you do not need to shut everything under lock and key in your maze of a mind." Erestor soothed a palm on Lindir's cheek. Lindir cried. He let his tears flow and sobs rack his body as the day's pent up tears ran out of him. He was sure he wouldn't run out of tears anytime soon.

"It hurts so much!" He said between sobs, "I felt my heart squeeze and shatter, I cannot feel whole Erestor, I am missing, and I will never be whole again!" He buried his face in his friend's chest. "Nay Lindir, you will not be forever missing, the Valar would not allow it." Erestor smoothed his hand down Lindir's back. "The Valar! The Valar allowed the light of my life to be taken away, I cannot see why they would not leave someone they deem unimportant to have love to be alone for all eternity." Lindir said cruelly. "Oh Lindir! My sweet Lindir! You are not unimportant, you are loved, so very loved. You must believe that there is a better person out there for you, you mustn't grieve forever, and I will not allow you to fade!" He hugged Lindir tightly to his chest.

The rest of the night was spent with Erestor mumbling reassuring words at Lindir and smoothing his hand down Lindir's hair, lulling the younger elf to sleep.

I feel like I didn't expand enough on Lindir's grieve at the ending, but I didn't have the feel to do it anymore, i hope that was enough. Next chapter will be the appearance of Celebrian :)
does anyone know of any Lindir/Cirdan fics? I really like Cirdan (tho i have very little knowledge of him) he's cool.