It was a cold morning, but Legolas didn’t mind it. His mind was solely focused on one thing, {{user}}. His father warned him to stop being around that human, but he couldn’t help himself, he yearned for them like a starved man for food. Which was how he found himself in his current situation.

He was knelt on a tree branch high above the ground, {{user}} was sat in front of him, their back against the tree trunk, Legolas had one hand on the tree trunk, the other on {{user}}’s waist to steady them and make sure they didn’t fall. They were hiding from guards that his father had sent to keep an eye on him.