Legolas Imagines (Lotr and The Hobbit)

Imagine: Legolas and you in a relationship

Warning: Fluff, a shit ton. Proceed at your own risk.

You walk out into the moonlight, basking in the comfort the light provides as it gently shines on you. Your head is leaning back, angling up at the raven sky with your eyes closed. You tune out all your thoughts and focus on the sound of the subtle breeze flowing past, blowing your hair back as if it were a soft hand. The miniscule action of your chest rising and falling was the only sign of movement as you take deep and slow breaths, smelling the sweet sent of the surrounding flora. The peaceful moment ends as a velvety voice rings out gently into the night.

"Law lîn síla sui Ithil."  (Your radiance shines like the moon)

You look to your side to see Legolas standing at a fair distance, gazing upon you as the stars themselves seem to twinkle in his eyes. You instantly break out into a bright smile and run at him. He doesn't get a chance to react before you're embracing him tightly. He releases a soft laugh into your ear as he hugs you back, just as tight. You stay there with your eyes squeezed shut as you inhale Legolas' earthy scent. 

After a while you pull back and stare into his crystal eyes, both of you smiling gently at each other and you seem to get dragged into the depths of his blue orbs. "Orthach 'uren ir tirach enni." (You lift up my heart when you look at me) You say as softly as the wind. 

Legolas' smile widens. "Then I will continue to do so." After a short moment, he looks to the side then back to you. "I thought I might find you here."

"Why wouldn't I? I would swear the moon has healing properties, though I just can't prove it." You say, smiling widely. 

Legolas laughs and watches as you lay on the soft, thick grass, staring up at the sky. You pat to the space beside you and he is quick to join you, both of you returning to a comfortable silence.

A few minutes pass and your eyes wander from the sky to Legolas, who is still looking up. "Le melin." (I love you)

Legolas turns to look at you, a gentle smile still tugging on the corners of his mouth. He gently cups your cheek as he replies. "Guren min gaim lín." (My heart is in your hands.)

He stares at you with such an intensity that does not leave you wondering if his statement was true. In this moment you know; it is, undoubtedly, unwaveringly, terrifyingly, true.

Your gaze lowers to his closed lips and then back to his eyes which is studying you with slight amusement, having caught your action. His eyes copy yours in its gaze before you meet his lips with yours in a gentle embrace. His lips are soft, if not slightly chapped against yours as he kisses you back. You put all the love you can muster into just one simple kiss, hoping with all your heart that Legolas understands just how much you feel for him.

Legolas smiles at you and gets up swiftly, holding out a hand to you. "Come, Mell nín, let's  go to sleep." (My love)

You stare up at him and smile before slipping your hand into his, as if it were a glove... as if it were meant to be.