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Rúmil leaned up then, and pressed a kiss to Haldir’s cheek. “I know I have your love. And I hope you know that you have mine.” He kissed his cheek once more then pulled back, giving his brother a wide smile.
"I—had hoped," Haldir admitted weakly, a hesitant smile on his lips. "I know I am not the best."
He looked up at Haldir, frowning. "Don't say that. You are the best. Where would Orophin and I be without you?"
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Haldir glanced out of the corner of his eyes, shame festering in the pit of his stomach. He crossed his arms over his chest, as if to provide a barrier between them.
"I saw in a dream that I had lost you," he murmured, the volume of his voice dropping.
"It was just a dream, brother. You haven’t lost me and you won’t lose me." He looked up at Haldir, trying to give him a reassuring smile. "I’m not going anywhere." Not if he could help it, that was.
"I know that." Haldir frowned. With a frustrated noise, he laid a hand on Rúmil’s shoulder. "I just—I wished you to know you have my love."
Rúmil leaned up then, and pressed a kiss to Haldir's cheek. "I know I have your love. And I hope you know that you have mine." He kissed his cheek once more then pulled back, giving his brother a wide smile.
Haldir glanced out of the corner of his eyes, shame festering in the pit of his stomach. He crossed his arms over his chest, as if to provide a barrier between them.
"I saw in a dream that I had lost you," he murmured, the volume of his voice dropping.
"It was just a dream, brother. You haven't lost me and you won't lose me." He looked up at Haldir, trying to give him a reassuring smile. "I'm not going anywhere." Not if he could help it, that was.
Rúmil’s reaction stung Haldir, and he dropped the embrace as if burnt. This wasn’t the meeting he had hoped, no not at all. Perhaps it was not too late to brush it aside.
"Never you mind." The corners of his mouth twisted in a grimace, and he looked away. "It was merely a fleeting thought."
A frown settled upon Rúmil's lips and he stared at Haldir in confusion. What had he done to cause such a reaction? His shoulders sagged a little and he shook his head.
"No. Tell me. I'm sorry I didn't understand what you meant, but I never will if you just...drop things like this."
"Haldir…"
Rúmil sighed softly, frowning at the statement. “You shouldn’t worry. I’m not unhappy here with you and Orophin. It’s all I’ve ever known. Where else would I go, anyway, even if I was?”
"I know not. I know not a lot of things," Haldir murmured. In a sudden, unexpected gesture, he pulled Rúmil into a firm embrace.
"I fear I would know not if you were unhappy, for it is all you have ever known."
Rúmil stood frozen for a moment, more than a little bewildered by Haldir's strange behavior. What had gotten into his older brother?
"What do you mean? I don't understand."
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"The dwarf breathes so loud we could have mauled him in the dark."
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The question caught him off guard, and he stared at Haldir, unsure of how to answer. Was he happy? He’d never thought too much about his happiness, really. He supposed he was at least content.
"I— well. I guess so. I’m at least content. Why?"
The words “I had a nightmare” stuck in Haldir’s throat. They seemed silly and inadequate now, though he was already out of the ordinary.
"I worry," he murmured his explanation, "that you might be unwell. Or unhappy. Here. With us." Haldir looked away with a minute shrug.
"With me."
"Haldir..."
Rúmil sighed softly, frowning at the statement. "You shouldn't worry. I'm not unhappy here with you and Orophin. It's all I've ever known. Where else would I go, anyway, even if I was?"
"Is that so? Are you trying to woo me, Elrohir?"
"Is it working?"
"—Maybe."
He gave Haldir a curious look, not quite sure what his brother’s intent was.
"Well. And you?"
"As well as can be expected."
Absent-mindedly, his first two fingers strayed through a lock of Rúmil’s hair. He carefully avoided eye contact.
"Are you happy, honeg?”
The question caught him off guard, and he stared at Haldir, unsure of how to answer. Was he happy? He'd never thought too much about his happiness, really. He supposed he was at least content.
"I— well. I guess so. I'm at least content. Why?"
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/sticks a flower crown on his head and dashes away/
[Reaches up and touches the flower crown, then smiles]
wardenofthewood replied to your post “Rúmil,” Haldir inquired softly from their common talan.”
He stood from the chair with an unreadable expression. “Come.”
The younger warden gave Haldir an unsure look, yet he obeyed his eldest brother, moving to stand before him. “Yes?”
Hesitant, he laid a hand on Rúmil’s shoulder, his eyes following.
"How do you fare?"
He gave Haldir a curious look, not quite sure what his brother's intent was.
"Well. And you?"
wardenofthewood replied to your post “Rúmil," Haldir inquired softly from their common talan.”
He stood from the chair with an unreadable expression. "Come."
The younger warden gave Haldir an unsure look, yet he obeyed his eldest brother, moving to stand before him. "Yes?"
"Rúmil," Haldir inquired softly from their common talan.
Rúmil poked his head out of his room, then padded into the common talan. "Yes, muindor?"
He giggled a little at that, giving his brother an almost too sweet smile. “Of course you won’t, Orophin. I’ll be on my best behavior. I’ll apologize as soon as he does.” And not a minute sooner.
Orophin did not smile in return.
"Though I am certain this is little more than a grudge match to you," he sighed, taking his hand away, "did you see it? In his face before you stormed away?"
Rúmil's shoulders sagged a little as he recalled his brother's face, effectively being taken down a notch by the image. "Yes, I saw it. It's just so frustrating though." He was old enough to make his own decisions and he hated how Haldir seemed to belittle them.
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"How am I gonna get myself back home?"
Amdír hummed for a moment, pretending to contemplate the deeply troubling issue.
"I assume one could walk, if that is the means by which one arrived." He pulled his arms over his head, stretching them until he heard a resounding pop. "Or one could stay." He settled back into the oversized bed, patting the space beside him.
"There is knowing what action to take, but sometimes true wisdom, young one, is knowing when not to act at all."
"And if one didn’t feel like walking? How would one get home then?"
He glanced over his shoulder at his king, an eyebrow raised. It was more that he was a bit sore and less that he didn’t truly feel like walking back to the talan he shared with his brothers. His brothers that would surely be looking for him soon. Never the less he dropped his tunic, moving to settle back onto the bed instead.
“—I’ll stay a little while longer, I think."
"Then, will you not go speak with him? He has likely calmed now." Orophin raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps you will come to understand each other if you do not hear it through me."
Rúmil bit his lip, unsure if he wanted to speak to Haldir just yet. “It would be better to wait until in the morning, I think. Just let him sleep on it. Maybe I’ll be calmed down enough to talk to him then too.”
Orophin sighed, giving Rúmil’s back a short pat. Perhaps someone ought to talk to their eldest brother, for it only seemed fair to give both a proper audience. Then again, he was always accustomed to sorting out his issues alone.
"So be it. Just assure me I will not have to separate you two at breakfast tomorrow morning."
He giggled a little at that, giving his brother an almost too sweet smile. "Of course you won't, Orophin. I'll be on my best behavior. I'll apologize as soon as he does." And not a minute sooner.
