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Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
25
Views:
3,330
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part Seventeen
Part Seventeen:
Elrohir followed Nórdithen when he left the Hall of Fire. He told himself he wanted to make sure their guest was comfortable and well cared for, but in his heart he knew that he had to make sure he was alright after the disappointment he had just experienced.
When he turned a corner and saw Nórdithen almost reach his door he called out to him. Nórdithen stopped and turned toward the Imladris twin.
“Elrohir,” he nodded and waited for Elrohir to speak.
“Uh, how are you?” Elrohir finally asked.
“If you consider me making a fool of my self chasing after an engaged elf, I’m just peachy.” He answered sarcastically
“Oh, I don’t think anyone would call you a fool, just a little… uninformed.” Elrohir said
When he caught Nórdithen’s eye they both burst out laughing.
“Besides, Mel is a little flirt and everyone knows it.” Elrohir chuckled.
“Well, it would have been nice if someone would have said something!” The situation had started to become comical to Nórdithen where a moment ago it had been tragic. He had Elrohir to thank for that.
“Tomorrow is the guards-in-training’s day off so the sparing grounds will be empty for most of the day. Would you like to practice?” Elrohir asked “I find I have been helping Ada too much and have not been able to exercise as much as I would like.”
“That would be great, I didn’t know what I was going to do all day with Gondithen spending all his time with your brother.”
“I know, isn’t it irritating the way they have been hanging all over each other? I have a feeling it is going to get worse before it gets better too.”
“Valar help us if it does!”
They both laughed and parted ways with a good night.
Nórdithen got ready for bed and crawled under the covers. It was after midnight when Gondithen finally entered the room.
“Where have you been?” Nórdithen asked as he sat up in bed.
“Out with Elladan.” Gondithen answered as he changed into his sleeping pants.
“You were out awfully late, don’t you think?”
“So what if I was, are you my mother now?” Gondithen answered spitefully.
“No, I just worry for you,” Nórdithen said while studying his fingers.
He looked so dejected, Gondithen could not hold onto his anger.
“I’m sorry,” he said as he moved over to Nórdithen’s bed and put his arms around him. “I know things are changing, and I have not spent very much time with you since we have arrived. How about we do something tomorrow?”
“Thanks, but I already have plans.”
“Plans, with whom?”
~Now who is jealous? ~ He thought but answered aloud, “Just a friend.”
“It’s not Melpomaen is it? You know that he and Lindir are going to be bound.”
“No, it’s not Mel, you know I can make friends too,” he said as he pulled the covers over his head and pretended to go to sleep. He had wanted to make up with his twin but instead he had lost his temper again. What was wrong with him, and would he and his twin ever be as close as they had been before coming to Imladris?
Elrohir followed Nórdithen when he left the Hall of Fire. He told himself he wanted to make sure their guest was comfortable and well cared for, but in his heart he knew that he had to make sure he was alright after the disappointment he had just experienced.
When he turned a corner and saw Nórdithen almost reach his door he called out to him. Nórdithen stopped and turned toward the Imladris twin.
“Elrohir,” he nodded and waited for Elrohir to speak.
“Uh, how are you?” Elrohir finally asked.
“If you consider me making a fool of my self chasing after an engaged elf, I’m just peachy.” He answered sarcastically
“Oh, I don’t think anyone would call you a fool, just a little… uninformed.” Elrohir said
When he caught Nórdithen’s eye they both burst out laughing.
“Besides, Mel is a little flirt and everyone knows it.” Elrohir chuckled.
“Well, it would have been nice if someone would have said something!” The situation had started to become comical to Nórdithen where a moment ago it had been tragic. He had Elrohir to thank for that.
“Tomorrow is the guards-in-training’s day off so the sparing grounds will be empty for most of the day. Would you like to practice?” Elrohir asked “I find I have been helping Ada too much and have not been able to exercise as much as I would like.”
“That would be great, I didn’t know what I was going to do all day with Gondithen spending all his time with your brother.”
“I know, isn’t it irritating the way they have been hanging all over each other? I have a feeling it is going to get worse before it gets better too.”
“Valar help us if it does!”
They both laughed and parted ways with a good night.
Nórdithen got ready for bed and crawled under the covers. It was after midnight when Gondithen finally entered the room.
“Where have you been?” Nórdithen asked as he sat up in bed.
“Out with Elladan.” Gondithen answered as he changed into his sleeping pants.
“You were out awfully late, don’t you think?”
“So what if I was, are you my mother now?” Gondithen answered spitefully.
“No, I just worry for you,” Nórdithen said while studying his fingers.
He looked so dejected, Gondithen could not hold onto his anger.
“I’m sorry,” he said as he moved over to Nórdithen’s bed and put his arms around him. “I know things are changing, and I have not spent very much time with you since we have arrived. How about we do something tomorrow?”
“Thanks, but I already have plans.”
“Plans, with whom?”
~Now who is jealous? ~ He thought but answered aloud, “Just a friend.”
“It’s not Melpomaen is it? You know that he and Lindir are going to be bound.”
“No, it’s not Mel, you know I can make friends too,” he said as he pulled the covers over his head and pretended to go to sleep. He had wanted to make up with his twin but instead he had lost his temper again. What was wrong with him, and would he and his twin ever be as close as they had been before coming to Imladris?