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Tauriels mouth went ajar as she processed his words.
Her hazel eyes becoming intensely placid, her silent elven nature he seemed to always fall in awe with, was flaring.

She weighed her options.
If she met his feelings back, he would have happiness — they would have potentially some happiness. But how would they bring children to this world? How could she cope when he was nothing but a worms meal and a trees leaves? How could she cope when all she would be left with are fading memories and forgotten words and voices?

It seemed as though all the problems in the woodlands became of no concern to the she-elf as her gaze moved back and forth in thought.
Her world consisted of only him and her for the moment; her world felt like it lost all gravity and she was suspended in thin air.
Blinking rapidly, The daughter of the woodlands smiled softly, extending a gentle hand to grasp his bearded cheek. “I know you do.”

Her smile betrayed her mind, as her heart seemed to do for all she saw was how much love she held for her little friend; they stood together, alone and believing in freedom and non prejudice — a life where grudges were erased and bonds were reformed in pure, innocent trust with no malicious betrayals.

“Come, you need to sleep,” Tauriel reached forward and withdrew the wine glass from his hand, taking it in her own as she led him to bed.

 

“Love me in bed? That’s not what I’m - ” Kíli closed his eyes and took a deep breath, turning to face her. “All I’m asking is that we admit it. That we love each other. Not to anyone else, I’m not asking you to make some sort of grand statement, or to do anything other than admit it. To me. And to yourself. I do not wish to sentence you to death, you mistake what I mean.” Kíli’s teeth clasped his lower lip for a moment as his eyes fell, his mind becoming heavy and his heart sinking.

"If that in and of itself is too much, I can understand that. What we have is a heavy burden to bear, I know it too. And perhaps what I’m asking is too grand - my life is of less value than yours, it will last a far shorter time and the mistakes I make will carry a shorter sentence.” Kíli let his eyes rise to meet hers once more, the vulnerability he was feeling seeping through his expression and tone.

“I don’t even need to hear that my affections are reciprocated, simply that they’re not in vain. That I’m not giving you my heart and you don’t want it. I don’t ask you to lie with me in any other way that next to me when you will it, and I don’t and will never ask you to announce any feelings to anyone. I just…” Kíli broke off, bringing a hand up to draw across his face, helpless and desperate.

Tauriel let out an exasperated sigh, throwing her hands up in confusion – What, what was happening. Why were they arguing, angry, and hurting. The moment Kili said his life was of less value than hers, Tauriel crossed the room in two strides with no haste and to much of her flaring anger and sudden hurt, Tauriel slapped Kili’s face. 
A silence hung before she spoke, her lips pressed into a taunt line, her chest rising and falling in heated anger as her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes pierced him. 

“Do not claim your life is of little value! Do not claim you will carry a shorter sentence! You feel the sting of my slap just as I feel the wound of your words. It is of the same.”

“I say I love you when I look towards you, I say I love you when I hold you against me, when I take your hand and I lead you, when I say your name – I say I love you. I love you is but three words any oaf can utter. What do your actions say that your words cannot? The sun does not speak of it’s love to the flowers and trees below, but they still look to the sun as it does to them and they love one another." 

Her words flew off her tongue in her rage. Inhaling she gestured to her bed, "Either leave my hut now or lay in my bed and rest as I initially intended for us to do."