Gigolas fluff, teaching each other their customs and/or language? 🙂
oof that reminds me I need to finish that dancing fic whoops sorry bb
“This,” he said, voice flat, “is not music.”
“Your ears, o’ princeling,” Gimli said, tweaking the one closest to him, “are as untrained as they are pointy.”
Ignoring the thrill at the touch, Legolas feigned annoyance. “It’s merely that I am not deaf, unlike you.” He put his nose in the air. “Otherwise your mind must be addled to appreciate such noise.”
But Gimli only chuckled and motioned that they continue listening to flutes and fiddles being played in a way that was utterly unfamiliar to Legolas. The tempo was quicker than he was used to, and the rhythmic stamping was simultaneously distracting and fitting. He didn’t understand it.
He chose to stop trying to do so, instead focusing on the way Gimli’s fingers tapped against his knee. It was obvious that he enjoyed what was being played, but Legolas wondered if he could play as well. Gimli’s hands were talented and strong, able to wield many weapons with skill but also able to form beautiful things like the delicate hair clasp Legolas currently wore.
The image of thick fingers curled around the neck came unbidden to Legolas’ mind; he could somehow see the violin tucked beneath Gimli’s chin (though would his beard get in the way?), and Gimli’s other hand delicately carried the bow as he coaxed sweet notes in an arrangement more suited to Legolas’ tastes.
Hmm. That was a plan. He would first enquire about Gimli’s skills with a musical instrument – it wasn’t too farfetched to consider that it might be more than one instrument – and request a demonstration. Then he would be able to determine what music – Elvish music, actual music – to introduce to Gimli in turn, ostensibly to share his culture but in truth to plant a seed of suggestion of Gimli one day playing for him.
Who knew, perhaps even Dwarvish music might sound good at the hands of his Dwarf.
AUGH I LOVE IT ULSJGDLJHS OH MY GOODNESS legolas, such an imagination!!! And I love that he just doesn’t get Dwarvish music, but is still going ‘oooooh, wonder what he could play’ THAT IS LOVELY AHHH
also, perfectly, beautifully, gorgeously characterised AUGH *hugs ficlet to heart*
If this isn’t the Goblin Song triggering Bifur and forcing him into a flashback to the day he got that orc axe in his head, then I don’t know what this is.
so my wife, my roommate, and I just plotted out the next FOUR BOOKS that are in sequel to Comes Around Again – the Third By Experience Series. (update your tags!)
Aw Yiss 