Weapon, by Senalishia
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b2memB2MeM Prompt, Card and Number: “Be Advised…” - I29: “I’ll show you my sword if you show me yours…”
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance
Rating: General
Warnings: No warnings apply
Characters: Erestor, Glorfindel
Pairings: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: Glorfindel catches Erestor playing with his sword
“Well isn’t this a fine-looking piece of work.”
Glofindel hadn’t expected his comment to startle Erestor so badly, but the poor thing jumped a foot in the air like he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t--not a reaction one ought to indulge when handling a naked blade.
“It is merely the weapon I carried during the assault on Barad-dur,” Erestor demured.
“What’s the occasion?”
“That incident in the mountains led me to worry I had let my martial skills...lapse, a bit.” Every word seemed plucked out of him as if they were hairs on his head. “I thought I might make time to practice a few forms.”
Glorfindel thought he had acquitted himself admirably, but he’d learned how anxious Erestor could get when he didn’t feel he measured up to his own standards. And he wasn’t going to miss an opportunity to spar with him for once. “Wonderful! I have a couple of hours free, just let me get my gear.”
By the look on Erestor’s face, that was the opposite of what he wanted to hear. “I fear you will not find me an adequate partner...”
Glorfindel had to smile at how foolish his beloved could be sometimes.
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance
Rating: General
Warnings: No warnings apply
Characters: Erestor, Glorfindel
Pairings: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: Glorfindel catches Erestor playing with his sword
“Well isn’t this a fine-looking piece of work.”
Glofindel hadn’t expected his comment to startle Erestor so badly, but the poor thing jumped a foot in the air like he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t--not a reaction one ought to indulge when handling a naked blade.
“It is merely the weapon I carried during the assault on Barad-dur,” Erestor demured.
“What’s the occasion?”
“That incident in the mountains led me to worry I had let my martial skills...lapse, a bit.” Every word seemed plucked out of him as if they were hairs on his head. “I thought I might make time to practice a few forms.”
Glorfindel thought he had acquitted himself admirably, but he’d learned how anxious Erestor could get when he didn’t feel he measured up to his own standards. And he wasn’t going to miss an opportunity to spar with him for once. “Wonderful! I have a couple of hours free, just let me get my gear.”
By the look on Erestor’s face, that was the opposite of what he wanted to hear. “I fear you will not find me an adequate partner...”
Glorfindel had to smile at how foolish his beloved could be sometimes.
