Tolkien reader inserts/one shots

Hurt (Lindir x fem!reader)

    You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw him. He was being carried to the infirmary. Lindir. The only elf in Rivendell you could truly be yourself around. Throughout Rivendell, you were seen as somewhat standoffish and cold. "What has happened?" you asked, trying not to show how frantic you were. After all, you were a scout. You couldn't afford to show too much emotion. "Lindir was collecting healing herbs on the border of our lands and an orc pack set upon him. He's been injured."

It took everything you had to hold it together. You refused to be seen as weak. The only two elves that knew differently were Lindir and Lord Elrond. You followed the elves to the infirmary where the healers automatically went to work. You stood outside the room, biting your lip. They worked for hours and no one would tell you a thing. What if he was dying? Or worse, already dead?

"I am certain our healers are doing all they can, Y/N," Lord Elrond said as he approached you. You gave him a small smile. "I am certain they are though I do wish someone would tell me what is happening. I do not even know if he is still alive," you told him. Elrond gave your hand a pat. "It will be well." Even he could see your fondness for his steward and it brought him joy. "Thank you, my lord."

Suddenly the door opened and you jumped up, hoping the healers came with good news. "We have healed what we can. It is now up to Lindir. He must heal." Elrond gave your back a little nudge, urging you into the room. Lindir was lying on a bed, his eyes closed and his brow furrowed in pain. His wounds had been bandaged but there was blood beginning to seep through. You choked back a sob until the rest of the healers had left the room.

"It is alright, Y/N. Go wait by his side. I am relieving you of your patrol duties until Lindir is fully well again," Lord Elrond ordered before turning and leaving the room. You did as he bid and sat in a chair next to Lindir's bed until he woke. You played with your hands and continued biting your lip. You hoped with everything you had that he would be alright.

"Y/N?" his voice suddenly said. "Oh, Mellon! You have woken!" you cried. Lindir smiled briefly before he tried to sit up. "You are hurt, Lindir. You should not move. The healers say you are to rest while you heal." Lindir gave a nod. You took in his form, broken and bruised and you could not help but let out a sob. "What is it, Y/N? What vexes you?" You quickly explained that you felt it was your fault. You had taken a different watch that usual and that's when Lindir was hurt.

"This was no fault of yours, Mellon. I was unaware for my surroundings," he reached over and patted your hand, much like Elrond had done before. You sniffled before giving him a smile. Lindir laughed, then sighed. "I fear I shall become terribly bored in here." You shook your head. Ever the worker, your Lindir. "Well then, perhaps I shall keep you company, Melamin."

Your eyes widened when you realized what you said. Without meaning to, you'd confessed your feelings for Lindir. Lindir nervously looked around the room, not meeting your gaze. "I will go. I will have a few books sent in to occupy your mind," you said, getting up to leave. "Y/N, wait. Please, do not go." You turned back to find him struggling to sit up again. You scoffed lightly and went back to his side. "You must stop that, Lindir. You will only make your wounds worse." He looked up at you and replied, "Then do not leave. I did not dare believe you felt the same for me as I do for you."

You did not expect that. You'd never intended to tell Lindir of your feelings, but when you felt you might lose him, you simply could not help it. You never would have thought he shared those feelings. Love for elves is rare. You helped Lindir lay back down and sat in your chair. "I thought I lost you, Lindir. I could not bear it if I had," you admitted, taking his hand in yours. "You will never have to find out, Y/N. Amin le Ile."

*Mellon = friend

*Melamin = my love

*Amin Ie Ile = I love you