XIX-THE SUN CH.7
CH.7: When a hunter can't hunt.
Fëanorians x GN! Modern! Reader
wordcount: 2.6k Sub pairing CH7: CelegormxReaderxAmras.
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Our hobbies are often things that shape how we see and process things in life. Most of us may experience an art or writers block at some point. Though as soon as that cycle breaks, we are free to create to our hearts’ content. But what of elves…? What if your hobby isn’t something you can do without consequences?
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Last night was rough. Getting to know two elves that have been known to keep their feelings under lock and key isn’t easy. It’s heart warming to know that you got the privilege to see their vulnerable sides, but exhaustion is the price you pay for it.
Celegorm has been in and out of your room 50 times in the past 2 hours and hasn’t been able to wake you. He’s been complaining and genuinely been a nuisance to the whole house since he first woke this morning. You have been blissfully oblivious to it. By now the majority of the elves have managed to make breakfast on their own.
Celegorm’s more than usual annoying behavior stems from boredom. Celegorm used to spend days and weeks away on hunts alongside Oromë. Exploring new places and learning about the flora and fauna in the world. Now that he’s here, he doesn’t have this privilege. He’s managed to pick apart your grandfather’s garden from head to toe, and he isn’t satisfied with the restraints set on everyone regarding leaving the house. The restraint was necessary due to the dinnerplate sized eyes and stares from the villagers last time you attempted to take anyone out of the house.
Most of the Fëanorians have made themselves at home in your grandfather’s house. They’ve found things to do to entertain themselves. For now at least. Unfortunately it wasn’t the case for Celegorm and Ambarussa. This trio is outdoorsy and prefers nature over modern confinement. As such, there have been a few cases of disaster.
One of these minor disasters was when the trio decided to hunt down a decent sized bird and release it INSIDE the house. The shaken bird was quickly and a little reluctantly released by them soon after.
Celegorm and Ambarussa were having a blast adding random forest creatures to the house without warning. Last week the Ambarussa managed to find turtles that were afterwards kept somewhere in the house. They were only discovered after a raging Caranthir started fuming in the living room about how some of his work had been fully soaked and slimy. Many colorful words were spoken that day, they are best not repeated.
It’s become painfully obvious that Celegorm isn’t happy with the sedentary lifestyle he has right now. He needs some form of energy expenditure or it’ll only get worse. Amras has been looking a little bleak as well. He’s been spending the majority of his time during the day out in the garden. Chipping away at some wooden sticks or going over the same row of plants, checking if anything needs to be done. Amrod has been non verbal for the past 3 days, and hasn’t been leaving his room much aside from the occasional food trip.
By the time you woke up it was already 16:05 pm. Quite late in the day. The elves had already eaten lunch too. They have kept a portion of both breakfast and lunch aside for you, as you might be quite hungry once you wake up. Maglor and Maedhros have come to check on you a few times, they’re not used to people sleeping so long.
You felt groggy and a little flushed, it was still hot out and it didn’t seem to have any plans to subside. You got up out of bed and sluggishly dragged yourself downstairs. As soon as you stepped through the living room door you were bombarded with noise. It sounded like a horde of elephants on the run from a predator. Luckily there were no elephants involved , only an elf, guess who.
You turned your head in the direction of the commotion and saw an increasingly frustrated Celegorm who was currently losing his mind against Curufin. They seemed to be in a heated argument about something.
“I don’t give a damn Tyelko! We’re in this house as guests and y/n laid out rules that we mustn’t go out without them or else we might be in danger! Haven’t these rules been clear to you?” Curufin yelled.
“Yeah I heard you but I will not sit here any longer than I already have! I am sick and tired of sitting on my ass all day everyday unable to even go beyond the perimeters of the house ONCE. I want OUT of here! I can’t live like this, I am suffocating in this sedentary snob lifestyle of yours!” Celegorm yelled back. He nearly screamed his throat to shreds with the power he’d laid in his statements.
His face contorted into an ugly snarl. He was serious about getting out of this house, even if it meant he got caught by these “authorities” you had spoken of earlier. He’d risk getting caught by hobo’s for five minutes of freedom in the fresh air.
You were completely stunned by what you heard. His outburst had also effectively woken you up further. You didn’t know that Celegorm was so deeply affected by the restrictions you put down. You knew of his hobbies but weren’t sure how to help him yet. You did remember that there was an archery club in the city, but that was far away and would require legal documents to be signed. Documents that he obviously didn’t have.
Suddenly the room fell silent. Curufin had noticed you and turned his attention towards you in greeting. Celegorm followed his brother’s gaze and noticed you as well. A minor wave of shock crossed his face before it returned to the scowl he had previously. You had heard, so now you knew. What would you do about it?
You stared ahead of you blankly, stuck in a whirlpool of thoughts on how you could possibly avoid disaster. Then it hit you. This village still functions partially as it would have a few centuries ago. There were wood workers, smiths and other guilds still active. Many of them having received the craft through their parents or grandparents. This meant that you could have bows and arrows made for Celegorm as well as the Ambarussa! The forest you go to occasionally is also fairly safe territory. You felt sheepish for not thinking of this sooner.
“Celegorm, Ambarussa, I’d like to talk to you about something.” You said. “I understand now that you have been feeling unwell in these circumstances and need time outside more than any of us. I know of a woodworker who may be able to help out. I can commission him to make some bows and arrows for you so you can practice archery in the nearby forest if you’d like.” You explained to them.
All three of them looked up to you in surprise. They hadn’t expected you to come in with this idea to resolve the issue. It wad fairly practical too. “And how would you have this woodworker make us bows if they don’t know our height and skills? It is crucial to be aware of this if you are to make a bow fit an individual perfectly.” Amras explained.
He has a point…. You thought. “If you guys are willing to cooperate with me on this, then we might be able to handle that.…We’ll have to come up with a way to cover your ears. Oh and you can’t mention anything from your world otherwise we’ll have a problem…” You were thinking out loud by now, but it didn’t matter much since it got the point across to the trio.
“When will we be able to do this y/n?” After 3 days of being non verbal, this was the first thing out of Amrod’s mouth. He looked hopeful at the prospect of being able to do something in the woods.
“Tomorrow morning. I’ll go out personally to ask him about commissions and if he agrees we’ll go there together for measurements and other things. Is that okay..?” You asked.
The trio agreed, some finally having a smile on their faces again. It made you feel warm, seeing the Ambarussa and Celegorm look happier and relieved even. You were now thinking about how you could catch Alexander tomorrow morning. He’s very skilled in his craft and loves taking on new challenges. This might be one of those things he’d like to do. You could also ask Mishka, but she was a bit more nosy and over the top mother-henny with you. So it might be harder to get her to agree straight away. She was also a fair bit older than Alexander, having nearly 46 years of experience compared to Alexander’s 25 years. Both stared their craft young and are capable of amazing works.
Celegorm seemed to have gone back to his usual annoying self. Amras was hyper and bouncing around the room in excitement. Amrod only smiled and talked about wanting to explore the woods first to find a clearing. The rest of the Fëanorians looked relieved to no longer have to deal with their brothers’ outbursts and nagging.
Night fell and everyone went to bed. All of you were exhausted by the events of the day and hoped for a brighter tomorrow. Even the trio went to bed without problems. Probably because they wanted tomorrow to come sooner, it did mean that they would be one day closer to getting their gear. Soon the house was as silent as the dead. You could hear a needle drop if it did.
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Of course peace and quiet never lasts long with the company you’re in. Soon enough it was morning to a particular group of elves and if it was up to them, you would be acknowledging this hour as morning too. It was 4:45 am and your peaceful sleep would soon be compromised.
As the clock struck 5 your door flew open and slammed into the bookshelves behind it. Celegorm waltzed his way into your room in a way that would be considered quiet for him. As stealthy as he is, he obviously doesn’t give a damn once he’s excited about something. He stood before you and awaited a response. The response never came because you were hellbent on ignoring his trespasses.
Celegorm noticed that you woke up, but decided to let you believe that he didn’t. He sat down on the edge of your bed, as close to you as possible. He grinned knowing that he would get an earful after what he was about to do. But maybe it would be worth it if your face looked funny enough.
He leaned further inward, nearly draping himself over your shoulder, close to your ear. He allowed his weight to press you further into your mattress, since you so desperately wanted to stay there, you could. He had tied up his silvery hair into a ponytail earlier, but it was still long enough to drape across your face. He smelled like cedar wood and petrichor. To any nature lover it would be intoxicating.
“You look so lovely when you are sleeping little songbird. Perhaps I should come watch you sleep more often. “ he whispered. Despite the fairly sweet words he was saying, his facial expression was that of a prankster trying to rile up his poor unassuming victim. And with his incoming royally intricate descriptions it was starting to work on you too. You were painfully aware of the crimson blush spreading across your cheeks.
You were able to keep yourself together so and so until he actually made contact with your cheek. That’s when it started to become too much. You shot up out of bed and effectively knocked Celegorm onto the hardwood floor. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” You shrieked.
“Ohh so you were awake this whole time? My my, did you enjoy my affectionate display so much to pretend to be asleep?” Celegorm had the biggest shit eating grin on his face. He was quite full of himself for someone who got thrown on the floor.
Not a moment later Amras materialized in the doorway. Asking when we’d leave for the village centre. It took him a moment to take in the scene in front of him before he burst out laughing. Celegorm was on the floor and you were clutching your blanket close to your body for dear life. You looked frustrated and were red in the face. “Get out! Both of you!” you whisper yelled, remembering the rest of the elves might still be asleep.
Luckily they obeyed your wish without complaint and left to wait for you downstairs. It was 5:50 am now so it was likely that Alexander was awake. It would take 30 minutes to walk to the village so you’d be right on time and one of the first people at the door. In this case that meant you could take it somewhat easy. Somewhat only due to three very impatient elves waiting for departure.
You got out of bed and got dressed. It was already heating up quickly outside so you threw on some light layers to avoid heatstroke. You went downstairs and were immediately greeted by the three elves. “Let’s go already! I want to be able to explore the woods after we go to the village.” Said Amras.
“You don’t want any breakfast?” you asked. The group shook their heads in a collective no. You sighed and walked out with them. You kept a small distance away from Celegorm. After the joke he pulled on you this morning you felt the need to stay clear of his funky self. You did have to admit that he had a nice scent, or maybe it was cologne. It was pleasant either way. Unlike what some people imagine him to smell like; mud and wet dog…..
You arrived at Alexander’s work station, you were right about being one of the very first to be there. There was only one other person aside from your group. And it seemed that they had already received what they wanted.
“Hey y/n! Long time no see! What brings you here?” Alex asked. “I’d like to commission a few bows and arrows for my friends if that’s possible. I’ve brought them along with me in case you need any information from them.” You said.
Alexander agreed to make the bows and arrows. He thought it would be a nice challenge and a good opportunity to bother his smith neighbour who’s been grumpy as of late. He’s going to need someone for arrow points after all. Measurements had been taken and information exchanged. You got lucky that Alex gave you a discount because fashioning bows isn’t easy work. It would still cost a bit, but you knew you’d get impressive quality in return.
Satisfied with business the four of you went home. Some of the other elves had woken up as well and wondered where you had gone off to.
The rest of the day was spent lounging in the garden and later keeping an eye on the trio while they explored the nearby woods. They were your favorite woods and you loved them to bits. And you hoped it would make the same long lasting impression on the Ambarussa and Celegorm.
