Legolas stood in front of the door to his father's room. He thought about what he could say.
„Hello Ada, i will leave with Aragorn to Rivendell, even though I just arrived"
Or
„Ada, I love you, but as you probably already noticed, I love Aragorn too, but do not get this wrong, i'll come back i promise"
He sighed and leaned against the door.
Then it opened and he stumbled in, falling against his father.
„Ada-! Hello"
Thranduil who still held him, raised an eyebrow.
„What are you doing here, Legolas?"
„I wish to talk to you"
The younger one answered, lowering his gaze.
„Then I shall fulfill your wish, ion nin (my son)"

He stepped aside, making room for Legolas to come in.
„What is it, what you want to talk to me about?"
„I will leave with Aragorn, to Imladris. (Rivendell)"
Thranduil raised an eyebrow.
„You have just arrived, yet you want to leave your homeland so quickly?"
Legolas knew that that would come. He sighed.
„Yes Ada, I am deeply sorry"
„I know that you have your reasons, ion nin. Do not feel sorry. If you think that you will be better off in Imladris, then you shall go."
Legolas smiled softly, yet not too much. He was raised to be a leader, to show as less emotion as possible, to stay calm in every situation.
„You have my gratitude, Adar. (Father)"
The king nodded and lay his hand on his son's shoulder.
„When will you leave?"
„i assume that we will leave in two days"
Thranduil nodded and let go of his son.
„Should I send guards with you? For your safety. I do not want that you will break your arm again, ion nin."
Legolas rolled his eyes slightly.
„Of course not Adar, Aragorn and I are perfectly fine, i promise."
„Just like you promised to come back unharmed?" The answer shot back. Legolas laughed a little.
„Adaa"
Thranduil smiled slightly.
„Okay, but if something will happen to you, I will do the same to your little friend"
Legolas rolled his eyes again, but smiled.
„Yes Ada"

Legolas left and searched for his friend, wanting to tell him the news. Aragorn was standing outside, wanting to catch a breath of the fresh air to clear his thoughts.
Yes, he was in love with Legolas. But that didn't mean that he could show it.
If he thought about it, it would be better to just leave the things with how they were right now.
It would just cause problems if he proposed to Legolas. And the elf gave his heart to another, so Aragorn did not have a chance either way.
He sighed. If he only knew who the man was who he gave his heart to..he wanted to talk to Legolas about it.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Aragorn quickly turned around, to meet Legolas' flawless face. He wanted to kiss his soft lips so badly, wanted to feel his hair in his hands.
He wanted to say that he loved him.

Legolas gave him his beautiful smile.
"So? Could you talk to your father?"
"Yes, I could. He was understandingly and allowed me to leave."
Aragorn smiled and nodded.
"Shall we take a walk?"
"It would be my pleasure"
They both had to grin slightly, due to the politeness they both pretended to have to each other. They were friends. They needn't have to be polite.

Legolas started to walk, Aragorn followed him. He looked around. Here, Legolas grew up. Aragorn wanted to know more about the elf. He thought that Legolas was very interesting. He always did.

Legolas led him to a little bridge over a not too big river. It was a beautiful scenery, stunning Aragorn found. But Legolas took away the spotlight. He leaned against the railing, his eyes closed and his hair floating like silk in the soft wind.
And oh, how Aragorn wanted to kiss him.
He was just too beautiful not to.

Legolas opened his eyes as he felt Aragorns hand stroke through his hair. And there he stood, nearer than anyone has ever did, in front of him.
Legolas felt butterflies in his stomach. His breath was steady, yet he still thought his heart pounded so heavily in his chest, that every creature in Mirkwood could hear it.
Aragorn tucked his hair behind the elf's ear, revealing his face even more.

Legolas and Aragorn locked their eyes, as Aragorn started to move even closer to him. Legolas knew what was going to happen and valar it spread an unbelievable joy in his slim body. He leaned closer to the other, and finally, finally he felt Aragorns lips on his own.

Legolas' eyes fluttered shut, immediately he fell in love with the feeling of Aragorns lips.
But it was just a soft kiss, nothing more than carefully flying over each other.
But neither of them was pleasured by that.
Aragorn pulled him closer, kissing him a little harder now. Legolas lay his hand on Aragorns neck, gladly returning the kiss.

Aragorn refused to close his eyes, enjoying the sight of Legolas. His beauty was breathtaking.
He continued to stroke his hair, loving how it felt between his fingers. Eventually, they had to part, since Aragorn had to breathe. Legolas could have kissed him much longer, considering that elven did not need as much air as humans.

"You are beautiful, Legolas."
Legolas looked at him, carefully caressing Aragorn's cheek in his soft hands.
"So are you, Aragorn."
They shared a smile and leaned their foreheads against each other.
"Will you still go to Rivendell with me?"
"I would follow you to hell if you would decide to go there, Aragorn. Of course I will."

Aragorn smiled.
"Faithfull as ever, Legolas"
"Everything for you, my dear Aragorn"
They both chuckled slightly.
"Let us go now. In two days we will leave Mirkwood. We have to slowly prepare ourselves."
Aragorn nodded, and they both turned around and went back.
No further words were spoken. The just walked in a comfortable silence, each of them in their own thoughts, good and bad ones.