longwisdomforbidsme:

rumiloflothlorien:

longwisdomforbidsme:

rumiloflothlorien:

A smile formed on Rumil’s lips, and he snuggled closer to the counselor, burying his face into the crook of his neck. “Gladly, Erestor.”

It seemed quite surreal, but the warm body felt very much real. His heart rate increased tenfold, or so Erestor would have sworn. “I never said it.” He spoke, his voice a tad unsteady. “I-well I do love you. With all my heart.” Erestor felt exposed now, vulnerable.

Joy filled Rumil’s heart at those words, and he felt a warmth in his heart that he had never felt before. Someone loved him. He pulled away slightly and raised his hand to stroke Erestor’s cheek. “And I love you.”

Leaning into the touch,with a serious and slightly worried expression Erestor whispered the dreaded question. “Rumil..Be honest with me. Do you love me, or do you love being loved by someone?”

The younger elf looked up at Erestor in confusion. Besides Tyr, Erestor was the only person to ever even look at him twice and he was certainly the first to even consider being with him. “I…I don’t know. There…is a difference?”