#mod nerdy

His flat is almost bare, save for the papers lying all over it, scribbled with notes and crossed out lyrics. He’s the guy next door with the large furry dog, who goes around in a dirty shirt, baggy jeans that barely reach his ankles and never wears shoes. He leaves all of his windows and balcony doors open in the summer, and even in the winter the kitchen window is always open.

One day Daeron moves a block away and starts using that abandoned bus station to go to his work. At first he’s very surprised but impressed at the singing, that unknown to him, comes from Maglor’s apartement, because he likes to sing all the time. It becomes kind of a routine, to hear the singing every day as he waits for the bus. He’s come to refer to it in his head as the “angel’s voice” because Maglor’s voice is just that good.

One day that the singing has stopped for some reason and Daeron is both concerned and disappointed, Maglor takes out the trash, barefoot and singing in a low tone. Daeron has to take a moment because a) this is the guy whose voice sounds like an angel’s and he looks like a homeless person and sings effortessly while Daeron needed years of lessons and he’s jealous; just a little bit. And b) he’s so hot Daeron loses all his ability to function.

Summary:

Never trust a survivor, until you learned what they did to survive; that’s what my father used to say.

Me? I was a coward. I drowned in my lovesick self-pity for years, avoiding all the battles; the war that raged everywhere around me. I survived the war because I was a coward; because I never really participated in it.

This is slightly late, but I had to somehow balance the power of the knowledge I’m about to unleash.

The other mods and I came up with the Sex CaveTM in one of our various convos. Basically, in the beach Maglor used to hang out, there was a cave, but he never payed much attention to it.

So at some point Daeron finds him, skeleton-thin, dirty and definitely not healthy, and they start to hang out together. When they first met, each one hoped the other one would kill them; but when that didn’t happen, they started developping a complicated frenemies relationship. When it’s really cold they cuddle- ummmm huddle close for warmth, and slowly start to having feelings for each other.

Of course, it’s Daeron and Maglor, so it’s not like they realize it; much less actually do something about it. But it comes to the point where Daeron is gently brushing Maglor’s hair away from his face, and a little voice in his head pipes in saying “hey, that’s a bit romantic”. Of course, Daeron tells it to shut up and kinda forgets it (or tries to anyway) for a few years.

And so they basically just pine at each other for a couple of years, and finally Uinen and Ossë get sick of all the sexual tension, and set them up. They end up in the cave, and they’re just talking, but suddenly they’re kissing and then things escalate if you know what I mean. 

The cave is adopted as ideal for that part of their relationship, and is internally named as Sex CaveTM by both parties.