Legolas Imagines (Lotr and The Hobbit)

Imagine: Getting captured by Legolas

Clenching your fists, you stare at the elf who stood in front of you. The elf in question looks to Thorin. "Where did you get this?" He holds Thorin's sword out in front of him.

Thorin stares back at him. If looks could kill, that arrogant blonde would be nothing but a lifeless lump on the ground. "It was given to me."

The elf tilts his head towards the dwarf king, disbelief etched across his face. He swiftly brings the blade of the sword to rest under Thorin's chin. "Not just a thief, but a liar as well."

You flinch towards Thorin protectively before quickly calming yourself. This elf did not intend to kill him, only to intimidate. So you stayed put, not wanting to give him a reaction. 

The elf's eyes flickered over to meet yours, confusion deepening his frown. "And what is a human doing amongst dwarves?" 

You just stare at him through clenched teeth, not intending to answer him. Usually, you would say something snarky, but you did not trust the elves to not harm the company in retaliation. Ignoring his question was the next best thing.

He meets your stare with equal hostility. This short moment seems to stretch out forever before he suddenly turns away. He calls out to the other elves in Sindarin and the elves immediately walk around your little group, leading you all up a dirt path.

This'll be fun.

You're sitting in a cell by yourself when Thorin comes back. You hear him say how he's refused the deal with King Thranduil. You roll your eyes, sinking lower to the ground. You had thought he would do as much, but his stubbornness never ceased to irritate you spectacularly. 

You peer out of your cell and see a redhead elf outside of Kili's cell. You narrow your eyes curiously as you see Kili give her what appears to be a rock. A soft chuckle escapes you as you lean back, understanding what was happening. Good luck with that, buddy.

You're still looking outside of your cell when something catches your eye. The elf that captured you was staring at the two from a distance, dismay evident on his face. You raise a brow, watching him. You don't know why you keep staring, nothing good would've come out of it, but you found yourself slightly entranced by the sight of him. You continue to stare at him and your mind starts to wander. However, you're harshly brought back to reality when you realise he is staring right back at you. You jolt up slightly, not expecting the sudden eye contact. You would honestly laugh at yourself, had the situation not been totally embarrassing for you. Your face instantly reddens and you look away quickly.

You shake your head as if trying to clear your head and lean back against the wall beside the cell door. You tilt your head up and close your eyes, trying to forget about that interaction and instead try to think of anything else. You figured you were going to be here for a while, so you might as well get comfortable. 

That plan soon fails as you find your thoughts keep wandering to that curious blond elf. You think about his piercing eyes and the way they seem to look straight into your soul.

"Who are you?"

You jump, eyes instantly opening to meet those of the same darn elf. He was staring at you with a harsh glare. You felt your mouth go dry as you meet the cold blue eyes of the elf in front of you.

"What?" You ask, completely forgetting what he had asked you.

"Who are you?" He repeats, irritated. 

You lips quirk up ever so slightly at his annoyance. "Who are you?" You ask back at him.

"I'm Legolas Thranduillion, prince of Mirkwood." He says cockily, looking down at you with a raised chin.