Waking
By Colorain
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Samwise. I don't own Frodo. Damn, right? All I do is write short slashy fics about them and hope people review them. This is firstmovie-verse. THIS little installment of "Waking" has been waiting patiently in my writing journal for a year and a half to come out, so be nice to it. Just imagine this is a night scene somewhere from where the Fellowship starts till the end. The quote is actually from Lord of the Rings. And we likes reviews, yes we does. ;)
Goodness, Sam, you snore like there's no tomorrow. Although, being in the group that we are, I do suppose we're not always sure tomorrow will come. Look at Gandalf. Look at Boromir.
As I watch you, Samwise Gamgee, my mind runs back to something I told you a very long time ago. I think we were with Good Tom Bombadil . . . oh, it doesn't matter, though. What had you done again? I don't remember.
"I'll never believe you are sleeping again, whether you snore or not." But heavens, you're a good trickster if those snores aren't real. "I shall kick you hard to make sure."
I probably would kick you, Sam, just to warn you. But I haven't made up my mind yet whether I'd do it soft or hard. If I kicked you hard, we'd still be friends. You'd take my blow with your usual good cheer. You'd probably be all self-deprecating and tell me you deserved it. Don't ever say that, Sam. You deserve so much better.
Then again, what if I kicked you softly? Maybe you wouldn't wake up, and I'd be able to write off my action as a temporary loss of wits.
But if you did wake up . . . I'd get to watch you. I'd get to see you stretch those perfect arms and jump sleepily to those perfect hairy feet, ready to serve.
If I kicked you softly, Sam, I think I know how I'd want you to serve me.
. . . There! I've done it. Now it only remains to be seen if you'll wake up and love me as I do you.
