Characters: Fingon, Maedhros
Warnings: threat of physical violence (canonical)
Disclaimer: A lot of this is Tolkien's, there's the fanon I originally stole from Dawn Felagund, and then there's me.
He loved to hear his cousin speak. When Maitimo pulled down a book from the shelves and began to explain, their world seemed to gain depth, sing in subtler shades of colour. It was even better when Findekano discovered he could answer. Maitimo would listen patiently, as he spoke, and help unravel his thought.
Maitimo was not just family but a friend. They drew together, exchanging whispered comments and support, when routine was boring or when another crisis hit.
Then Feanor’s sword touched Fingolfin’s throat. Maitimo and Findekano cried out in a single voice, exchanged glances and found themselves divided.
A/N: Quenya names: Maitimo=Maedhros, Findekano=Fingon. The fanon that I stole from Dawn is that Maedhros was Fingon's teacher, when they were young.
This is a multi-purpose drabble, so to speak! Not only does it combine three Vocalization prompts, I'm also planning to sneak it into B2MeM. And also I want to dedicate it to Ziggy, because she just left a wonderful comment, after re-reading one of my older fics about Maedhros and Fingon.