Title: Horse Hair
Author: Lady Jet
Summery: One shot. Gimli has allergies and Legolas finds out. Whatever shall the dwarf do for revenge?
Rating: PG for fluff .
Author's note: I need a life. O:-) I own nothing.
Gimli tried hard to suppress the sneeze that was threatening to rupture his sinuses. He held closer to the body in front of him, his eyes watering and red.
"Um, Gimli, are you all right back there?" Legolas asked glancing behind him at the dwarf. Gimli went to speak but instead sneezed rather loudly.
"Pardon me," he said taking out a handkerchief.
"Are you ill, my dear Gimli?" Legolas asked stopping Arod for a moment letting the Dwarf regain his balance from his sneeze. Gimli glared a bit and muttered something before speaking up.
"No, no I'm fine," he lied. Legolas looked at his close friend and recently found out lover with a look that could turn anyone to stone.
"Oh really...?" Gimli grumbled a bit and sneezed again.
"Fine! I'm allergic to this damned horse." Legolas blinked and laughed a bit. Gimli glared and twitched towards his axe from the elf's annoying laugh.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry," the elf giggled. "It's just, it seems rather humorous that you, a great dwarfish warrior would have allergies!" the strawberry blond tried hard to control his giggles.
"Well it's not my fault that I just happen to have them!" Gimli glared and sighed trying not to get too upset with his boyfriend. Legolas tried to stop from giggling, but it was hard. He smiled lovingly and held the dwarf's hand.
"Gimli, really, we all have our faults. Well it's not so much as a fault as much as it is just an interesting piece of knowledge. Even I'm not without mine!" Gimli found this hard to believe.
"Oh really? Well darling, let's hear it then!" Legolas paled a bit and fidgeted.
"Um, well...er...do I have to tell you? I mean it's rather embarrassing and..."
"Just spit it out, after all I told you something, it's only fair." The grin across the dwarf's face told Legolas that he was going to regret it. Legolas sighed and fidgeted with his one braid.
"I still sleep in footsie pajamas." Gimli bursted out laughing covering his nose with his handkerchief as he sneezed once more. Legolas turned beet red and spurred Arod back into a trot. "I'm sorry, Legolas, that was too priceless. Forgive me. I shall not speak a word of this at all, as long as you don't speak a word." Legolas' fears were for the moment quenched and he smiled.
"Agreed," Gimli said while blowing his nose once again. Legolas smiled and rode along.
Later in Gondor (After the ring was destroyed and everything)
Legolas moved towards the dresser where he had stored his clothes, he opened the drawer and found a new pair of pajamas, with bunny rabbits on them and a tag reading:
'To Legolas,
Arwen made these for you. Hope you enjoy them!
- Aragorn'
Legolas burned up as he saw that the pant bottoms were feet.
"GIMLI!"