Title:
The Colour of Love
Author: Tuxedo Elf
Character: Rúmil
Rating: PG
Summary: Written for the 50 Passages challenge.
Prompt 1 – ‘I knew I'd want it, if I hadn't got
it!’
Clothes
scattered the guestroom floor like leaves in autumn and they
continued to rain down as Rúmil dropped item after item
from the draws to the floor.
"Nothing,
absolutely nothing," he moaned despondently, looking
at Orophin, who was sitting on the bed. "Oh, why didn't
I bring my blue tunic? I knew I'd want it, if I hadn't got
it!"
Orophin
looked mildly irritated. "Rúmil, you have lots
of nice tunics here! I saw you packing - you bought at least
four!"
"Yes,
but not the blue one!" Rúmil waved his hands about
in frustration. "Blue is Lindir's favourite colour!"
Sighing
in exasperation, Orophin got up, selected a maroon tunic with
gold trim and shoved it into Rúmil's hands.
"Rúmil.
Unless Lindir is extremely shallow, and in that case not worth
your time, he will not care what colour tunic you are wearing.
He may even appreciate you not wearing blue, if his favourite
colour is so well known! Maroon is a good colour for you,
much better than blue." He glared at his brother and
Rúmil withered under the gaze.
"As
you wish," he sighed. This was going to be a disaster!
**********
An hour
later, dressed in the maroon tunic and black leggings, Rúmil
met Lindir by the fountain in the courtyard. The minstrel
smiled as he approached and Rúmil's heart skipped a
beat.
"Good
evening." Lindir smiled charmingly.
"It
is indeed," Rúmil responded, taking in the minstrel,
who was dressed in a robe of dark green, somewhat to his surprise
"Shall we walk?"
Lindir
nodded and Rúmil liked their arms, leading Lindir towards
the beautiful gardens. They walked in silence for a time,
until the minstrel finally spoke.
"You
look lovely, if I may say so," he said, blushing slightly.
"Usually when I meet someone for a first date, they always
wear blue! It has not been my favourite colour since before
my majority, but no one ever believes me! I get quite sick
of it!”
Rúmil
chuckled. "Oh, I always preferred to be different!"
he replied easily.
Inside
though, he was cringing. Orophin was never going to let him
live this down!
END
So
Many Ways To See You
