Ocean Blue
“Fingolfin,” He said conversationally, coming closer so that the boy looked away, down to the soft-leather of his boots. Everything about him was soft like Indis, from the pretty, winding braids at his temples, twined with delicate silver, to the pale blue of his robes, a mimic of the ocean he carried within his brooding gaze. Everything about him was somber, almost melancholy. Everything about him was blue.
Pairing: Fëanor/Fingolfin
Rating: Explicit
Chapters: 4/?
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