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He relaxed completely into Celeborn’s arms as he was carried, and he could have easily fallen asleep if he’d wanted to. “I imagine they have, yes.” He smiled lazily, eyes barely focused as he struggled to stay awake. He forced himself to lift his head when they entered Thranduil and Celeborn’s bedroom, and grinned. “Nothing much changes, hm? I see you still leave clothes all over the place…”

“That would seem to be the case,” he said as he looked around the room. He kept it to himself when he noted that this was considerably cleaner than usual… The thought made him smile; a knowing smile he sent Thranduil’s way. He walked over to the bed, not even considering placing Oropher down as he moved onto the mattress. Carefully settling down so he didn’t move Oropher around too much, he adjusted his arms around the smaller Elf. “It seems someone is about to fall asleep…” Looking down at Oropher was almost like looking into a memory: all of the times he had carried the young Elf to bed, held him protectively after a rough nightmare, or even when he was simply upset and needed comfort… He felt a warm sensation spread through his chest and sighed softly in content. Never before had he realized just how much he missed Oropher until this moment. 

Thranduil grinned guiltily at his words, because he had to admit that was true. “Well, I never did much growing myself, as is clear~” he replied simply and smiled serenely, walking around and picking up some clothes, throwing them onto a chair instead before turning in time to catch Celeborn’s knowing smile, and he returned it with a wink. What Oropher didn’t know he didn’t need to know. “Oh, so it does indeed seem. Perhaps he is too tired for cuddles.” He chuckled and walked over, climbing into the bed and settling comfortably next to Celeborn, leaning against him with a soft sigh. One hand found Celeborn’s, the other found Oropher’s hair, lightly running through it.

He sighed happily as Celeborn settled onto the bed, clinging to him even though he knew Celeborn wasn’t going to put him down any time soon. He yawned again, humming softly at the gentle touch of Thranduil’s hand in his hair, and he moved to drape his legs over him again. “I can never be too tired for cuddles.” He murmured with a smile. “Not with my sweet boy.” He nuzzled against Celeborn’s chest. “Nor with my ada.” He whispered softly, not entirely aware of what he’d said.

He felt himself tense in the slightest at his words; only rarely had Oropher called him his ada, and ever since having him return from the Halls… a sense of reminiscence washed over him in that moment, as well as something closely related to sorrow. Thousands of years had easily passed in the time Oropher had been gone, and to hear him say it again caused a swell of emotion to build in his chest. Doing what he could to not become too emotional over something so seemingly trivial, he forced a smile on his face and pulled Oropher even closer (if that were even possible at this point). His hand also tightened around Thranduil’s at the same time. They’d said it so many times, but it still held true: they were more than eternally grateful for Oropher’s return, and wished for it to last forever.

He leaned more against Thranduil and turned his head to kiss his cheek softly, then gave another kiss to Oropher’s hair. The affection he felt for them both was endless, it seemed. “As I could never be too tired for cuddles with either of you.” He smiled to Thranduil, knowing that his eyes were filled with a few unshed tears. Only tears of joy, though.

Thranduil smiled softly. His father was, simply put, adorable, even if he did not know it, and he would not interrupt this if he could help it. He looked over at Celeborn as he felt his hand tighten around his, and worried for a moment as he saw tears in his eyes - but there was the smile, and he returned it. There were no tears out of sadness, but of happiness, and he kissed him softly on the lips. “Nor could I. You two are truly, incredibly, perfect. I could not be happier.”

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“I would not object to moving somewhere more comfortable.” He murmured, not opening his eyes - far too comfortable to want to move, however. “But I am afraid one of you shall have to carry me, for I do not wish to move myself.” He hooked an arm around Celeborn’s neck, as if to prove his point. “I am not moving~” He nuzzled closer, yawning slightly as he stretched his legs further out across Thranduil’s lap.

He laughed at Oropher’s refusal to move. “I suppose it falls upon me to be the one to carry you then, hmm? Of course I don’t particularly mind, however… I’ve done so many times in the past; carrying you yet again is nothing new to me~” He briefly recalled numerous memories of carrying a younger Oropher when the time had called for it - be it when he had injured himself, when walking was simply no longer an option at certain times, or even like this, when Oropher just didn’t feel like it - and smiled warmly, sighing softly. 

Looking over to Thranduil, he asked, “I hope you have at least a few hours left with us…?” He did what he could to keep smiling, but it couldn’t quite last. It seemed he had already grown accustomed to the idea of the three of them together, not just two, and most certainly not one on their own. It was the three of them, or none at all. “I wouldn’t want you to go so soon…”

He laughed softly. “Aye, it seems you are assigned the task of lifting him, love. Let us go then~” He lifted Oropher’s legs off of his lap, giving them a pat as he set them down. He looked up to meet Celeborn’s gaze and smiled at him while nodding. “A few hours I will always spare for the two of you, you know that.” he said as he stood, grinning down at them. “Now come before ada falls asleep and we are stuck in this kitchen! I do like staying here, but they do not have the most comfortable chairs.”

“Yes, do carry me~” He laughed, clinging tighter to Celeborn in preparation for being lifted. “But where are we headed? Somewhere nice and comfortable where I can be close to both of you, I hope.” He yawned again, though he tried to conceal it behind his hand. “You are not allowed to leave, Thranduil. Surely people will understand that you wish to spend time with your newly-reborn father?” He looked up at him with hopeful eyes. “And I will not fall asleep!” He pouted up at him. “I am merely comfortable, that is all. I have not had a cuddle from Celeborn since before I-,” he broke off sharply, and averted his eyes.

“Yes, we demand your company, and your father certainly has some priority over a few people needing your attendance, yes~?” He laughed then, teasing Thranduil. If Thranduil was indeed forced to go back, at least he and Oropher could have some time to talk. 

As soon as Oropher stopped himself, he frowned. The words didn’t need to be spoken for him to know what he meant. With a soft, inaudible sigh, he tightened his hold around him and turned his head to kiss Oropher’s forehead. Offering a smile, he spoke softly, “We have not cuddled in a long time. But we will change that now, yes? Make up for lost time.”

“How about we head to our bedroom?” he suggested, glancing at Celeborn. “The bed is bigger, so we will have a lot of space to cuddle on.” He smiled as he watched them, because they were simply adorable. He knew they would eventually need to talk on their own, but for now he was happy to bask in their company. “Fine, fine, I shall not leave!” he said with a grin. “I give in. I shall have Galion step in for me today, if he is able to. If not, I shall find someone else. Today is the day I spend with two of the people I love the most… correct?”

His smile fell slightly as he heard Oropher cut himself off in such a way, and he reached over and lightly squeezed his shoulder in a silent gesture of comfort. “Come. The day does not get younger while we stand here.”

“Ah, a bed sounds nice…” He grinned. “Lead the way, my sweet boy.” He leant up and kissed Celeborn’s cheek before settling back down against him. “I am sure Galion will not mind playing king for a day, though I would like to see him soon. I am sure he has grown into a fine Elf just like yourself, Thranduil. Oh, and I would like to see Duirro too… but perhaps not today. Today is about my two favourite Elves~”

“Yes, it is~” He smiled warmly, now falling into step beside Thranduil. He kept just close enough to where their shoulders brushed against one another’s on occasion. At the mention of Duirro and Galion, he nodded. “They are fine Elves; once you see them I am certain you will be very proud of who they’ve become.” 

He smiled as he lead the way, looking over at them as Celeborn fell into step beside him. They were adorable, and he wished he could somehow have a picture painted of this moment. It was simply…. perfect. Yes, that was the word for it. He nodded in agreement. “As Celeborn said, you will be proud. They have grown up much, though I suppose Galion at least did not need much growing.” He grinned slightly. “As for Duirro, I’ll admit to surprising even myself when appointing him to head of the guard… ah, well.” He waved off the words, opening the door to their room when they reached it and allowing them to enter first before following and letting it close behind him.

He relaxed completely into Celeborn’s arms as he was carried, and he could have easily fallen asleep if he’d wanted to. “I imagine they have, yes.” He smiled lazily, eyes barely focused as he struggled to stay awake. He forced himself to lift his head when they entered Thranduil and Celeborn’s bedroom, and grinned. “Nothing much changes, hm? I see you still leave clothes all over the place…”

“That would seem to be the case,” he said as he looked around the room. He kept it to himself when he noted that this was considerably cleaner than usual… The thought made him smile; a knowing smile he sent Thranduil’s way. He walked over to the bed, not even considering placing Oropher down as he moved onto the mattress. Carefully settling down so he didn’t move Oropher around too much, he adjusted his arms around the smaller Elf. “It seems someone is about to fall asleep…” Looking down at Oropher was almost like looking into a memory: all of the times he had carried the young Elf to bed, held him protectively after a rough nightmare, or even when he was simply upset and needed comfort… He felt a warm sensation spread through his chest and sighed softly in content. Never before had he realized just how much he missed Oropher until this moment. 

Thranduil grinned guiltily at his words, because he had to admit that was true. “Well, I never did much growing myself, as is clear~” he replied simply and smiled serenely, walking around and picking up some clothes, throwing them onto a chair instead before turning in time to catch Celeborn’s knowing smile, and he returned it with a wink. What Oropher didn’t know he didn’t need to know. “Oh, so it does indeed seem. Perhaps he is too tired for cuddles.” He chuckled and walked over, climbing into the bed and settling comfortably next to Celeborn, leaning against him with a soft sigh. One hand found Celeborn’s, the other found Oropher’s hair, lightly running through it.

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“I would not object to moving somewhere more comfortable.” He murmured, not opening his eyes - far too comfortable to want to move, however. “But I am afraid one of you shall have to carry me, for I do not wish to move myself.” He hooked an arm around Celeborn’s neck, as if to prove his point. “I am not moving~” He nuzzled closer, yawning slightly as he stretched his legs further out across Thranduil’s lap.

He laughed at Oropher’s refusal to move. “I suppose it falls upon me to be the one to carry you then, hmm? Of course I don’t particularly mind, however… I’ve done so many times in the past; carrying you yet again is nothing new to me~” He briefly recalled numerous memories of carrying a younger Oropher when the time had called for it - be it when he had injured himself, when walking was simply no longer an option at certain times, or even like this, when Oropher just didn’t feel like it - and smiled warmly, sighing softly. 

Looking over to Thranduil, he asked, “I hope you have at least a few hours left with us…?” He did what he could to keep smiling, but it couldn’t quite last. It seemed he had already grown accustomed to the idea of the three of them together, not just two, and most certainly not one on their own. It was the three of them, or none at all. “I wouldn’t want you to go so soon…”

He laughed softly. “Aye, it seems you are assigned the task of lifting him, love. Let us go then~” He lifted Oropher’s legs off of his lap, giving them a pat as he set them down. He looked up to meet Celeborn’s gaze and smiled at him while nodding. “A few hours I will always spare for the two of you, you know that.” he said as he stood, grinning down at them. “Now come before ada falls asleep and we are stuck in this kitchen! I do like staying here, but they do not have the most comfortable chairs.”

“Yes, do carry me~” He laughed, clinging tighter to Celeborn in preparation for being lifted. “But where are we headed? Somewhere nice and comfortable where I can be close to both of you, I hope.” He yawned again, though he tried to conceal it behind his hand. “You are not allowed to leave, Thranduil. Surely people will understand that you wish to spend time with your newly-reborn father?” He looked up at him with hopeful eyes. “And I will not fall asleep!” He pouted up at him. “I am merely comfortable, that is all. I have not had a cuddle from Celeborn since before I-,” he broke off sharply, and averted his eyes.

“Yes, we demand your company, and your father certainly has some priority over a few people needing your attendance, yes~?” He laughed then, teasing Thranduil. If Thranduil was indeed forced to go back, at least he and Oropher could have some time to talk. 

As soon as Oropher stopped himself, he frowned. The words didn’t need to be spoken for him to know what he meant. With a soft, inaudible sigh, he tightened his hold around him and turned his head to kiss Oropher’s forehead. Offering a smile, he spoke softly, “We have not cuddled in a long time. But we will change that now, yes? Make up for lost time.”

“How about we head to our bedroom?” he suggested, glancing at Celeborn. “The bed is bigger, so we will have a lot of space to cuddle on.” He smiled as he watched them, because they were simply adorable. He knew they would eventually need to talk on their own, but for now he was happy to bask in their company. “Fine, fine, I shall not leave!” he said with a grin. “I give in. I shall have Galion step in for me today, if he is able to. If not, I shall find someone else. Today is the day I spend with two of the people I love the most… correct?”

His smile fell slightly as he heard Oropher cut himself off in such a way, and he reached over and lightly squeezed his shoulder in a silent gesture of comfort. “Come. The day does not get younger while we stand here.”

“Ah, a bed sounds nice…” He grinned. “Lead the way, my sweet boy.” He leant up and kissed Celeborn’s cheek before settling back down against him. “I am sure Galion will not mind playing king for a day, though I would like to see him soon. I am sure he has grown into a fine Elf just like yourself, Thranduil. Oh, and I would like to see Duirro too… but perhaps not today. Today is about my two favourite Elves~”

“Yes, it is~” He smiled warmly, now falling into step beside Thranduil. He kept just close enough to where their shoulders brushed against one another’s on occasion. At the mention of Duirro and Galion, he nodded. “They are fine Elves; once you see them I am certain you will be very proud of who they’ve become.” 

He smiled as he lead the way, looking over at them as Celeborn fell into step beside him. They were adorable, and he wished he could somehow have a picture painted of this moment. It was simply…. perfect. Yes, that was the word for it. He nodded in agreement. “As Celeborn said, you will be proud. They have grown up much, though I suppose Galion at least did not need much growing.” He grinned slightly. “As for Duirro, I’ll admit to surprising even myself when appointing him to head of the guard… ah, well.” He waved off the words, opening the door to their room when they reached it and allowing them to enter first before following and letting it close behind him.

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“I would not object to moving somewhere more comfortable.” He murmured, not opening his eyes - far too comfortable to want to move, however. “But I am afraid one of you shall have to carry me, for I do not wish to move myself.” He hooked an arm around Celeborn’s neck, as if to prove his point. “I am not moving~” He nuzzled closer, yawning slightly as he stretched his legs further out across Thranduil’s lap.

He laughed at Oropher’s refusal to move. “I suppose it falls upon me to be the one to carry you then, hmm? Of course I don’t particularly mind, however… I’ve done so many times in the past; carrying you yet again is nothing new to me~” He briefly recalled numerous memories of carrying a younger Oropher when the time had called for it - be it when he had injured himself, when walking was simply no longer an option at certain times, or even like this, when Oropher just didn’t feel like it - and smiled warmly, sighing softly. 

Looking over to Thranduil, he asked, “I hope you have at least a few hours left with us…?” He did what he could to keep smiling, but it couldn’t quite last. It seemed he had already grown accustomed to the idea of the three of them together, not just two, and most certainly not one on their own. It was the three of them, or none at all. “I wouldn’t want you to go so soon…”

He laughed softly. “Aye, it seems you are assigned the task of lifting him, love. Let us go then~” He lifted Oropher’s legs off of his lap, giving them a pat as he set them down. He looked up to meet Celeborn’s gaze and smiled at him while nodding. “A few hours I will always spare for the two of you, you know that.” he said as he stood, grinning down at them. “Now come before ada falls asleep and we are stuck in this kitchen! I do like staying here, but they do not have the most comfortable chairs.”

“Yes, do carry me~” He laughed, clinging tighter to Celeborn in preparation for being lifted. “But where are we headed? Somewhere nice and comfortable where I can be close to both of you, I hope.” He yawned again, though he tried to conceal it behind his hand. “You are not allowed to leave, Thranduil. Surely people will understand that you wish to spend time with your newly-reborn father?” He looked up at him with hopeful eyes. “And I will not fall asleep!” He pouted up at him. “I am merely comfortable, that is all. I have not had a cuddle from Celeborn since before I-,” he broke off sharply, and averted his eyes.

“Yes, we demand your company, and your father certainly has some priority over a few people needing your attendance, yes~?” He laughed then, teasing Thranduil. If Thranduil was indeed forced to go back, at least he and Oropher could have some time to talk. 

As soon as Oropher stopped himself, he frowned. The words didn’t need to be spoken for him to know what he meant. With a soft, inaudible sigh, he tightened his hold around him and turned his head to kiss Oropher’s forehead. Offering a smile, he spoke softly, “We have not cuddled in a long time. But we will change that now, yes? Make up for lost time.”

“How about we head to our bedroom?” he suggested, glancing at Celeborn. “The bed is bigger, so we will have a lot of space to cuddle on.” He smiled as he watched them, because they were simply adorable. He knew they would eventually need to talk on their own, but for now he was happy to bask in their company. “Fine, fine, I shall not leave!” he said with a grin. “I give in. I shall have Galion step in for me today, if he is able to. If not, I shall find someone else. Today is the day I spend with two of the people I love the most… correct?”

His smile fell slightly as he heard Oropher cut himself off in such a way, and he reached over and lightly squeezed his shoulder in a silent gesture of comfort. “Come. The day does not get younger while we stand here.”

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“Thranduil is right. We can never think too highly of you. You are as perfect as my sweet boy, Celeborn.” He grinned as he fed Thranduil, loving the happy spark in his son’s eyes - a spark he probably didn’t even know he had. He picked up some cheese from Celeborn’s plate and nibbled on it, glancing up at him sheepishly. “Oh, forgive me. I am stealing your breakfast…”

“Both of you are so kind to me. I could never thank you enough for your kind words.” He placed a kiss to Oropher’s forehead, then another to the corner of Thranduil’s mouth. He only laughed when Oropher apologized to him, shaking his head and dismissing his words promptly. “There is nothing to forgive; you can have all you like. Besides, it seems I’ve eaten enough as it is these past few weeks, hmm~?” He grinned, referring back to their light teasing of his recently gained weight. 

Thranduil smiled, nodding in agreement to Oropher’s words, and grinned with happiness at the kiss at the corner of his mouth, returning it with a kiss to his cheek. He laughed softly at his words. “Nay, nay, it is never enough! You must always eat to maintain your energy, Celeborn.” he said with a grin and picked up a strawberry, feeding him and then doing the same to Oropher, smiling in delight at being both able and allowed to.

He grinned and accepted the offered fruit, lifting his legs to drape them over Thranduil’s lap. He closed his eyes as he rested his head against Celeborn’s shoulder, simply enjoying having his family close once again. His fingers toyed with Celeborn’s hair as he nuzzled closer, quite content to go back to sleep if he would be allowed to.

He laughed warmly, leaning into Thranduil’s shoulder lovingly. How he was ever so lucky enough to have him to call his own - and to be Thranduil’s in return - was beyond him. However, he didn’t question it. He would rather enjoy the moment than ponder over it uselessly. “If you say so, darling, I shall maintain all the energy I can.” He lifted his arm from around Oropher’s back and brought his hand to his hair, playing with it as a type of ‘revenge’, though it was anything but out of spite.

He took the moment to appreciate the similarities between Oropher and Thranduil; the way their hair had a very similar golden shimmer, how their eyes were both indeed incredibly beautiful, and just the comfort they brought to him was astounding. He could never feel such a way about anyone else, he decided. They were simply perfect. “I could remain here all day with you both…”

Oh, but this was perfect, being able to have them both so near, sharing the closeness with them without anyone being awkward. He knew this was because Oropher and Celeborn also were so close, and thus did not have to go through the stage of being introduced and being suspicious and that kind of thing.

“Then stay here,” he murmured softly. “There is no need to go anywhere, is there? Though I would rather find somewhere more comfortable to cuddle with the both of you than here… though I suppose I will eventually have to leave.” He did not look forwards to the meetings he had to attend or the reports and letters he had to write and things he had to schedule and bah! No, staying with the two he loved would be far better.

“I would not object to moving somewhere more comfortable.” He murmured, not opening his eyes - far too comfortable to want to move, however. “But I am afraid one of you shall have to carry me, for I do not wish to move myself.” He hooked an arm around Celeborn’s neck, as if to prove his point. “I am not moving~” He nuzzled closer, yawning slightly as he stretched his legs further out across Thranduil’s lap.

He laughed at Oropher’s refusal to move. “I suppose it falls upon me to be the one to carry you then, hmm? Of course I don’t particularly mind, however… I’ve done so many times in the past; carrying you yet again is nothing new to me~” He briefly recalled numerous memories of carrying a younger Oropher when the time had called for it - be it when he had injured himself, when walking was simply no longer an option at certain times, or even like this, when Oropher just didn’t feel like it - and smiled warmly, sighing softly. 

Looking over to Thranduil, he asked, “I hope you have at least a few hours left with us…?” He did what he could to keep smiling, but it couldn’t quite last. It seemed he had already grown accustomed to the idea of the three of them together, not just two, and most certainly not one on their own. It was the three of them, or none at all. “I wouldn’t want you to go so soon…”

He laughed softly. “Aye, it seems you are assigned the task of lifting him, love. Let us go then~” He lifted Oropher’s legs off of his lap, giving them a pat as he set them down. He looked up to meet Celeborn’s gaze and smiled at him while nodding. “A few hours I will always spare for the two of you, you know that.” he said as he stood, grinning down at them. “Now come before ada falls asleep and we are stuck in this kitchen! I do like staying here, but they do not have the most comfortable chairs.”

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“Thranduil is right. We can never think too highly of you. You are as perfect as my sweet boy, Celeborn.” He grinned as he fed Thranduil, loving the happy spark in his son’s eyes - a spark he probably didn’t even know he had. He picked up some cheese from Celeborn’s plate and nibbled on it, glancing up at him sheepishly. “Oh, forgive me. I am stealing your breakfast…”

“Both of you are so kind to me. I could never thank you enough for your kind words.” He placed a kiss to Oropher’s forehead, then another to the corner of Thranduil’s mouth. He only laughed when Oropher apologized to him, shaking his head and dismissing his words promptly. “There is nothing to forgive; you can have all you like. Besides, it seems I’ve eaten enough as it is these past few weeks, hmm~?” He grinned, referring back to their light teasing of his recently gained weight. 

Thranduil smiled, nodding in agreement to Oropher’s words, and grinned with happiness at the kiss at the corner of his mouth, returning it with a kiss to his cheek. He laughed softly at his words. “Nay, nay, it is never enough! You must always eat to maintain your energy, Celeborn.” he said with a grin and picked up a strawberry, feeding him and then doing the same to Oropher, smiling in delight at being both able and allowed to.

He grinned and accepted the offered fruit, lifting his legs to drape them over Thranduil’s lap. He closed his eyes as he rested his head against Celeborn’s shoulder, simply enjoying having his family close once again. His fingers toyed with Celeborn’s hair as he nuzzled closer, quite content to go back to sleep if he would be allowed to.

He laughed warmly, leaning into Thranduil’s shoulder lovingly. How he was ever so lucky enough to have him to call his own - and to be Thranduil’s in return - was beyond him. However, he didn’t question it. He would rather enjoy the moment than ponder over it uselessly. “If you say so, darling, I shall maintain all the energy I can.” He lifted his arm from around Oropher’s back and brought his hand to his hair, playing with it as a type of ‘revenge’, though it was anything but out of spite.

He took the moment to appreciate the similarities between Oropher and Thranduil; the way their hair had a very similar golden shimmer, how their eyes were both indeed incredibly beautiful, and just the comfort they brought to him was astounding. He could never feel such a way about anyone else, he decided. They were simply perfect. “I could remain here all day with you both…”

Oh, but this was perfect, being able to have them both so near, sharing the closeness with them without anyone being awkward. He knew this was because Oropher and Celeborn also were so close, and thus did not have to go through the stage of being introduced and being suspicious and that kind of thing.

“Then stay here,” he murmured softly. “There is no need to go anywhere, is there? Though I would rather find somewhere more comfortable to cuddle with the both of you than here… though I suppose I will eventually have to leave.” He did not look forwards to the meetings he had to attend or the reports and letters he had to write and things he had to schedule and bah! No, staying with the two he loved would be far better.

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“I am not that bad!” He pouted, haughtily stabbing his fork into some bacon and stuffing it into his mouth. “Thranduil is worse.” He muttered once he’d finished swallowing. He glanced at his bare shoulder as if seeing it for the first time. “Oh, yes… well, they are a little large on me, but these robes are comfortable and I do not wish to change.” He grinned. He finished his small plate of breakfast and rose from his chair, walking around to Celeborn’s. He contemplated asking permission, but he knew Celeborn would not mind either way, and so he slid into his lap and cuddled closer. “It is good to be home.”

“He is right, you know,” he said, smirking towards Thranduil in a playful manner. “Once you are asleep, there is no waking you!” He laughed, letting Thranduil know that he was only teasing him. He watched Oropher approach and set his own fork down, knowing his intentions easily. It was no difficult task to see what he wanted by studying his movements; he’d learned how to read him when he was very small, and even now it was still the same. He smiled as the elf set himself in his lap, and instinctively as he had done when he was smaller, he brought his arms loosely around him to hold him in place. “It is wonderful to have you home… We have missed you so much.” His eyes lifted towards Thranduil, a part of him wishing for him to join their embrace somehow. It was wonderful to have Oropher in his arms, yet it was even better to have Thranduil there with them.

“Hah!” Thranduil snorted, crossing his arms in protest, but laughed right after. “Ai, that is true I suppose. But you cannot deny that sleep is wonderful! Nearly as wonderful as food, in fact. Also, you are simply impossible, ada! But if you wish to keep the robe it is yours.” He smiled fondly as he watched them, for he knew they needed the closeness they were now sharing. And it was a beautiful sight. He met Celeborn’s gaze and shifted a little closer, wrapping his arms around the both of them for a momentary hug. “We have… oh, it is hard to believe that you are really here!”

“You always think things are nearly as wonderful as food…” He laughed, nuzzling closer to Celeborn. He stole a strawberry from his plate with a slightly cheeky grin, popping it into his mouth with a soft hum of delight. He grinned again as Thranduil embraced them both, feeling more loved than he had in a long, long time. “You have been letting Thranduil feed you, I see~” He nudged Celeborn playfully, prodding at his stomach. “Trying to keep up with him, are you?”

He blinked, looking down in confusion at his stomach and then at Oropher. Was he saying what he thought he was saying? “Perhaps I have allowed Thranduil to feed me from time to time… It… it shows?” He felt a sweeping sense of worry pass through him and he looked to Thranduil with a somewhat worried expression; did he notice it too? Though, looking back to Oropher again, he knew he was only saying it in good fun. He wouldn’t allow something like his physical appearance get to him right now. He smiled and shook his head with a light laugh, tossing in an eye roll for good measure. “Well, he makes it quite impossible to resist when he asks nicely… and I rather like it when he feeds me anyways~” He grins, adding, “It’s quite the enjoyable experience, I’ll have you know~”

“Does that surprise you? Food is amazing, surely you must know!” he replied with a light shrug. “There is little better… only you two, and Galion, and the realm itself. So there!” He grinned as he watched them. “Oh, but father, no one can keep up with me~ It is too late for anyone who wishes to try.” He smiled softly at Celeborn and shook his head, kissing his cheek. “Oh, you are amazing. I love you no matter what you look like, and if you are a little rounder then that is not a bad thing! I shan’t feed you if you do not want to become rounder, of course, but I do not see it as something negative. Being a little plump never harmed anyone. Just look at me!” He motioned enthusiastically to himself. “Oh, I always ask nicely~ Forever~” He picked up a strawberry and held it up towards Celeborn. “See?”

“It does show, but it is a good thing, Celeborn. You are healthy, like my beautiful boy.” He grinned, his fingers gently playing with Celeborn’s silver hair. “Ah, Thranduil always loves feeding others, almost as much as he loves being fed.” He watched them with a smile, his fingers now playing with the robes Celeborn wore as he cuddled even closer, enjoying his warmth.

He grinned at Thranduil’s words, knowing that he would never cease to amaze him. He leaned forward towards the offered strawberry, taking a bite of the delicious fruit and humming in pleasure. “I could never deny you anything, beloved.” He felt his hair being played with and gently nuzzled Oropher closer now. “Well, I would rather be healthy than not; and it is certainly a bonus when the one who willingly feeds me does not mind.” Another smile was sent Thranduil’s way, and this time, he leaned in - past the strawberry - and placed a warm kiss on his lips. This moment was absolutely perfect, and he truly hoped it would never end. If only they could stay together like this forever…

“Being fed is wonderful~ But it feels good to shower attention upon someone as well.” He smiled, shifting closer and leaning against Celeborn’s side, so happy to have them both with him like this. It was a rare gift he treasured dearly, one that he would not exchange for anything in all of Arda. He returned the kiss, humming softly into it. “Ai, you are so beautiful, my starlight. So perfect.” He gazed at him lovingly, before smiling at his father. “And so are you. You are both truly amazing people.”

“I am only amazing because I had the most wonderful parental figure.” He murmured, kissing Celeborn’s cheek softly. “I have missed you so dearly…” He reached over and took Thranduil’s hand in his own, his free hand picking up another strawberry. He held it out to Thranduil, knowing he was far from full even though he had ceased eating for the moment.

He pulled one of his arms from around Oropher and slid it around Thranduil’s back, wanting them both closer to him at the same time. As Oropher kiss his cheek, he felt himself lean into the affectionate gesture, closing his eyes and enjoying it. “You think too highly of me… I only did what I could to make you as happy as possible when you were young.”

Thranduil loved just watching them, their gestures and the way they were around each other, for it was simply just a beautiful sight. They were so familiar and close and he was one of the luckiest Elves alive, he was certain of it. He gave Oropher’s hand a small squeeze, happily accepting the strawberry with his teeth and munching it, quite pleased. His stomach was certainly happy, for it had been about to growl again, but now it was being sated~ “We can never think too highly of you, Celeborn.” he murmured to him, smiling. “Really.”

“Thranduil is right. We can never think too highly of you. You are as perfect as my sweet boy, Celeborn.” He grinned as he fed Thranduil, loving the happy spark in his son’s eyes - a spark he probably didn’t even know he had. He picked up some cheese from Celeborn’s plate and nibbled on it, glancing up at him sheepishly. “Oh, forgive me. I am stealing your breakfast…”

“Both of you are so kind to me. I could never thank you enough for your kind words.” He placed a kiss to Oropher’s forehead, then another to the corner of Thranduil’s mouth. He only laughed when Oropher apologized to him, shaking his head and dismissing his words promptly. “There is nothing to forgive; you can have all you like. Besides, it seems I’ve eaten enough as it is these past few weeks, hmm~?” He grinned, referring back to their light teasing of his recently gained weight. 

Thranduil smiled, nodding in agreement to Oropher’s words, and grinned with happiness at the kiss at the corner of his mouth, returning it with a kiss to his cheek. He laughed softly at his words. “Nay, nay, it is never enough! You must always eat to maintain your energy, Celeborn.” he said with a grin and picked up a strawberry, feeding him and then doing the same to Oropher, smiling in delight at being both able and allowed to.

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“I am not that bad!” He pouted, haughtily stabbing his fork into some bacon and stuffing it into his mouth. “Thranduil is worse.” He muttered once he’d finished swallowing. He glanced at his bare shoulder as if seeing it for the first time. “Oh, yes… well, they are a little large on me, but these robes are comfortable and I do not wish to change.” He grinned. He finished his small plate of breakfast and rose from his chair, walking around to Celeborn’s. He contemplated asking permission, but he knew Celeborn would not mind either way, and so he slid into his lap and cuddled closer. “It is good to be home.”

“He is right, you know,” he said, smirking towards Thranduil in a playful manner. “Once you are asleep, there is no waking you!” He laughed, letting Thranduil know that he was only teasing him. He watched Oropher approach and set his own fork down, knowing his intentions easily. It was no difficult task to see what he wanted by studying his movements; he’d learned how to read him when he was very small, and even now it was still the same. He smiled as the elf set himself in his lap, and instinctively as he had done when he was smaller, he brought his arms loosely around him to hold him in place. “It is wonderful to have you home… We have missed you so much.” His eyes lifted towards Thranduil, a part of him wishing for him to join their embrace somehow. It was wonderful to have Oropher in his arms, yet it was even better to have Thranduil there with them.

“Hah!” Thranduil snorted, crossing his arms in protest, but laughed right after. “Ai, that is true I suppose. But you cannot deny that sleep is wonderful! Nearly as wonderful as food, in fact. Also, you are simply impossible, ada! But if you wish to keep the robe it is yours.” He smiled fondly as he watched them, for he knew they needed the closeness they were now sharing. And it was a beautiful sight. He met Celeborn’s gaze and shifted a little closer, wrapping his arms around the both of them for a momentary hug. “We have… oh, it is hard to believe that you are really here!”

“You always think things are nearly as wonderful as food…” He laughed, nuzzling closer to Celeborn. He stole a strawberry from his plate with a slightly cheeky grin, popping it into his mouth with a soft hum of delight. He grinned again as Thranduil embraced them both, feeling more loved than he had in a long, long time. “You have been letting Thranduil feed you, I see~” He nudged Celeborn playfully, prodding at his stomach. “Trying to keep up with him, are you?”

He blinked, looking down in confusion at his stomach and then at Oropher. Was he saying what he thought he was saying? “Perhaps I have allowed Thranduil to feed me from time to time… It… it shows?” He felt a sweeping sense of worry pass through him and he looked to Thranduil with a somewhat worried expression; did he notice it too? Though, looking back to Oropher again, he knew he was only saying it in good fun. He wouldn’t allow something like his physical appearance get to him right now. He smiled and shook his head with a light laugh, tossing in an eye roll for good measure. “Well, he makes it quite impossible to resist when he asks nicely… and I rather like it when he feeds me anyways~” He grins, adding, “It’s quite the enjoyable experience, I’ll have you know~”

“Does that surprise you? Food is amazing, surely you must know!” he replied with a light shrug. “There is little better… only you two, and Galion, and the realm itself. So there!” He grinned as he watched them. “Oh, but father, no one can keep up with me~ It is too late for anyone who wishes to try.” He smiled softly at Celeborn and shook his head, kissing his cheek. “Oh, you are amazing. I love you no matter what you look like, and if you are a little rounder then that is not a bad thing! I shan’t feed you if you do not want to become rounder, of course, but I do not see it as something negative. Being a little plump never harmed anyone. Just look at me!” He motioned enthusiastically to himself. “Oh, I always ask nicely~ Forever~” He picked up a strawberry and held it up towards Celeborn. “See?”

“It does show, but it is a good thing, Celeborn. You are healthy, like my beautiful boy.” He grinned, his fingers gently playing with Celeborn’s silver hair. “Ah, Thranduil always loves feeding others, almost as much as he loves being fed.” He watched them with a smile, his fingers now playing with the robes Celeborn wore as he cuddled even closer, enjoying his warmth.

He grinned at Thranduil’s words, knowing that he would never cease to amaze him. He leaned forward towards the offered strawberry, taking a bite of the delicious fruit and humming in pleasure. “I could never deny you anything, beloved.” He felt his hair being played with and gently nuzzled Oropher closer now. “Well, I would rather be healthy than not; and it is certainly a bonus when the one who willingly feeds me does not mind.” Another smile was sent Thranduil’s way, and this time, he leaned in - past the strawberry - and placed a warm kiss on his lips. This moment was absolutely perfect, and he truly hoped it would never end. If only they could stay together like this forever…

“Being fed is wonderful~ But it feels good to shower attention upon someone as well.” He smiled, shifting closer and leaning against Celeborn’s side, so happy to have them both with him like this. It was a rare gift he treasured dearly, one that he would not exchange for anything in all of Arda. He returned the kiss, humming softly into it. “Ai, you are so beautiful, my starlight. So perfect.” He gazed at him lovingly, before smiling at his father. “And so are you. You are both truly amazing people.”

“I am only amazing because I had the most wonderful parental figure.” He murmured, kissing Celeborn’s cheek softly. “I have missed you so dearly…” He reached over and took Thranduil’s hand in his own, his free hand picking up another strawberry. He held it out to Thranduil, knowing he was far from full even though he had ceased eating for the moment.

He pulled one of his arms from around Oropher and slid it around Thranduil’s back, wanting them both closer to him at the same time. As Oropher kiss his cheek, he felt himself lean into the affectionate gesture, closing his eyes and enjoying it. “You think too highly of me… I only did what I could to make you as happy as possible when you were young.”

Thranduil loved just watching them, their gestures and the way they were around each other, for it was simply just a beautiful sight. They were so familiar and close and he was one of the luckiest Elves alive, he was certain of it. He gave Oropher’s hand a small squeeze, happily accepting the strawberry with his teeth and munching it, quite pleased. His stomach was certainly happy, for it had been about to growl again, but now it was being sated~ “We can never think too highly of you, Celeborn.” he murmured to him, smiling. “Really.”

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“I am not that bad!” He pouted, haughtily stabbing his fork into some bacon and stuffing it into his mouth. “Thranduil is worse.” He muttered once he’d finished swallowing. He glanced at his bare shoulder as if seeing it for the first time. “Oh, yes… well, they are a little large on me, but these robes are comfortable and I do not wish to change.” He grinned. He finished his small plate of breakfast and rose from his chair, walking around to Celeborn’s. He contemplated asking permission, but he knew Celeborn would not mind either way, and so he slid into his lap and cuddled closer. “It is good to be home.”

“He is right, you know,” he said, smirking towards Thranduil in a playful manner. “Once you are asleep, there is no waking you!” He laughed, letting Thranduil know that he was only teasing him. He watched Oropher approach and set his own fork down, knowing his intentions easily. It was no difficult task to see what he wanted by studying his movements; he’d learned how to read him when he was very small, and even now it was still the same. He smiled as the elf set himself in his lap, and instinctively as he had done when he was smaller, he brought his arms loosely around him to hold him in place. “It is wonderful to have you home… We have missed you so much.” His eyes lifted towards Thranduil, a part of him wishing for him to join their embrace somehow. It was wonderful to have Oropher in his arms, yet it was even better to have Thranduil there with them.

“Hah!” Thranduil snorted, crossing his arms in protest, but laughed right after. “Ai, that is true I suppose. But you cannot deny that sleep is wonderful! Nearly as wonderful as food, in fact. Also, you are simply impossible, ada! But if you wish to keep the robe it is yours.” He smiled fondly as he watched them, for he knew they needed the closeness they were now sharing. And it was a beautiful sight. He met Celeborn’s gaze and shifted a little closer, wrapping his arms around the both of them for a momentary hug. “We have… oh, it is hard to believe that you are really here!”

“You always think things are nearly as wonderful as food…” He laughed, nuzzling closer to Celeborn. He stole a strawberry from his plate with a slightly cheeky grin, popping it into his mouth with a soft hum of delight. He grinned again as Thranduil embraced them both, feeling more loved than he had in a long, long time. “You have been letting Thranduil feed you, I see~” He nudged Celeborn playfully, prodding at his stomach. “Trying to keep up with him, are you?”

He blinked, looking down in confusion at his stomach and then at Oropher. Was he saying what he thought he was saying? “Perhaps I have allowed Thranduil to feed me from time to time… It… it shows?” He felt a sweeping sense of worry pass through him and he looked to Thranduil with a somewhat worried expression; did he notice it too? Though, looking back to Oropher again, he knew he was only saying it in good fun. He wouldn’t allow something like his physical appearance get to him right now. He smiled and shook his head with a light laugh, tossing in an eye roll for good measure. “Well, he makes it quite impossible to resist when he asks nicely… and I rather like it when he feeds me anyways~” He grins, adding, “It’s quite the enjoyable experience, I’ll have you know~”

“Does that surprise you? Food is amazing, surely you must know!” he replied with a light shrug. “There is little better… only you two, and Galion, and the realm itself. So there!” He grinned as he watched them. “Oh, but father, no one can keep up with me~ It is too late for anyone who wishes to try.” He smiled softly at Celeborn and shook his head, kissing his cheek. “Oh, you are amazing. I love you no matter what you look like, and if you are a little rounder then that is not a bad thing! I shan’t feed you if you do not want to become rounder, of course, but I do not see it as something negative. Being a little plump never harmed anyone. Just look at me!” He motioned enthusiastically to himself. “Oh, I always ask nicely~ Forever~” He picked up a strawberry and held it up towards Celeborn. “See?”

“It does show, but it is a good thing, Celeborn. You are healthy, like my beautiful boy.” He grinned, his fingers gently playing with Celeborn’s silver hair. “Ah, Thranduil always loves feeding others, almost as much as he loves being fed.” He watched them with a smile, his fingers now playing with the robes Celeborn wore as he cuddled even closer, enjoying his warmth.

He grinned at Thranduil’s words, knowing that he would never cease to amaze him. He leaned forward towards the offered strawberry, taking a bite of the delicious fruit and humming in pleasure. “I could never deny you anything, beloved.” He felt his hair being played with and gently nuzzled Oropher closer now. “Well, I would rather be healthy than not; and it is certainly a bonus when the one who willingly feeds me does not mind.” Another smile was sent Thranduil’s way, and this time, he leaned in - past the strawberry - and placed a warm kiss on his lips. This moment was absolutely perfect, and he truly hoped it would never end. If only they could stay together like this forever…

“Being fed is wonderful~ But it feels good to shower attention upon someone as well.” He smiled, shifting closer and leaning against Celeborn’s side, so happy to have them both with him like this. It was a rare gift he treasured dearly, one that he would not exchange for anything in all of Arda. He returned the kiss, humming softly into it. “Ai, you are so beautiful, my starlight. So perfect.” He gazed at him lovingly, before smiling at his father. “And so are you. You are both truly amazing people.”