Legolas Imagines (Lotr and The Hobbit)

Imagine: Legolas returning after TH takes place

(There are translations for Sindarin words at the bottom :) )

You couldn't believe it. After all these years. 

Your heart hammered hard in your chest as you looked at him from across the large hall. No, it couldn't be. Were your eyes playing tricks on you again?

But then he spotted you. And you knew. It was Legolas.

You rushed over to him as he watched, smile spreading. You halted a few steps away from him and stood there with wide eyes.

"Mellon-iaur." Legolas said.

"Legolas." You breathed.

You suddenly ran at him, crashing your body into his. You wrap your hands around his neck and rest your head at the crook of his neck. "You're real." You whisper against his skin.

Legolas laughs and hugs you back. 

After a moment, you pull back and look at him. "Why did it take you so long to come back? I thought you had forgotten about me!" You barely manage to keep your voice down. 

Anger and happiness were battling within you, and you weren't sure which one you wanted to win. Yes, Legolas was your best friend, although you weren't his. But he had left for years and years after the battle of the five kingdoms without even telling you, or writing to you. Surely he deserves some of your wrath? Maybe just a little? After all, he had all but broken your heart with his departure, and made it even worse by waiting this long to return to you. Not a singular day had gone by that you didn't think about him, except for when you were too drunk to remember. Although you doubt you weren't thinking of him then, too. The fact that he occupied most of your brain when he most likely never thought about you, was not lost on you. But you loved him too much to break your toxic habit.

"This is my home. I will always return home."

You stare at him. Silly you. You didn't realise how much you were hoping for a different answer. How much you were hoping you were his reason. 

"You've been gone for years."

Legolas looks down to his feet. "I know."

"Legolas." Your voice was soft.

You stepped closer and lifted his chin to look at you. "Let's put a hold on this for now, my friend. You're finally back. Let us celebrate." You grin at him.

It was a couple days after, and you and Legolas had spent as much time as possible, although you did not see him as often as you would've liked. Legolas was seemingly always being dragged back to his endless supply of duties. 

You were still mad at him, but he was finally here and you didn't want to give him a reason to leave again. But you pushed that all aside. There was to be a ball tonight, to royally welcome Legolas back. Hopefully there wasn't to be a goodbye party for him anytime soon. 

You dress into a gown a bit too formal for your taste, but a sinister part of you wanted to make Legolas feel even the slightest bit bad for leaving you. 

You enter the ballroom and your eyes are already searching for Legolas before you have time to think. You curse at yourself silently. You hate how your world practically spins around Legolas when you barely even cross his mind. Maybe if he did think of you, it would not have taken him this bloody long to come back. 

You compose yourself and calmly make your way over to get a drink. You stand by a wall and will yourself not to chug the whole glass down. You hated these conventions, mainly because you had no friends after Legolas left.