Legolas X Reader Stories!

Broken: Part 2

     Two more days of Legolas' coma. You were sitting on the edge of his bed, you couldn't take it anymore.

     "Legolas! Please wake up! For the life of me, please wake up! Heaven forbid what I'd do if you slept forever! Just! Wake! Up!" You screamed.

     You sobbed harder than you had ever sobbed. Your head fell hard onto his chest.

     "Legolas. Please. Don't leave me. Don't go where I can't follow." You said softly.

     All of a sudden, you felt soft movement below your head. It almost felt like, breathing?

     "Legolas" You murmured. You sat up.

     "(Y/N)." He whispered weakly.

     "I'm so glad you're awake!" You cry.

     "What happened?" He asked.

     "You fell out of a really high tree and fractured your back. You have been in a coma for three days. I was worried sick." You explain.

     "That explains why it hurts to move." He says. "Oh Leggy. I'm so sorry this happened to you. You don't deserve any of this. I wish I fell out of the tree and not you. Anyways, I'm just so glad you're awake!" You are now crying tears of joy.

     It was a wonderful afternoon now that Legolas was awake.

      "(Y/N)?" Legolas asks.

     "Yes, my love." You reply.

     "I feel like walking, could you help me?" He inquires.

     "Are you sure?" You say.

     "Yes." He answers.

     You walk over to the bed, and grab Legolas' hand as he sits up. He'd been in bed for three days. He sits up and winces in pain.

     "It's gonna be ok." You soothe.

     You place a gentle hand on his back and pull him sideways. He swings his legs over the side of the bed. You put his arm around your shoulder, and your arm snakes around his waist. With all his strength, he pulls himself up, with little help from you. It was walking that he found more difficult. He winced in pain with every single step. He was stumbling, and could not walk in a straight line.

     "Just put one foot in front of the other." You say. "Small steps, I'm in no hurry."

     He winces in pain, as he does as you say, and soon, he is out the door.

     Later that evening, you are settling into his bed.  He sits up in bed and puts his arm around you, and you lay your head on his shoulder.

     "I'm just glad you're ok."  You say.

     "Goodnight, my sweet (Y/N)."  He says.  "I love you."