You found Maedhros outside on one of the castle wall, his look was troubled and his gaze was fixed towards were Morgoth had his lair.
You took a deep breath and made up your mind, walked towards him and then hugged him, resting your head on his back, “You look like you need a hug,” you said.
“Ah, Y/N,” he spoke softy, “it is late, should you not be resting?”
“I could say the same to you,” you told him, “you’re the one making decisions, I’m a healer, so long as there is no emergencies or battles, I can afford to sleep in later than usual… I was simply worried for you.”
“You need not worry,” he said, “I am well.”
“Liar, you look as if you carried the weight of the world on your shoulders meleth, you are only one elf, and deserving of comfort too, now come, let us go and rest.”
Maedhros turned and returned your embraced, “As you wish.”