Happy Xmas. Well, few days past. I've been trying to think of a fic to put up, but I got distracted. Have you looked at the TV? So much good stuff on! Even if it is Only Fools and Horses and Carry On films.
Anyway, I got FotR extended for Xmas, seen as my other one didn't work right, and decided that Sam and Frodo needed some more fics.I'm starting to like SF more and more... weird.
SLASH. Frodo and Sam. Don't know where it came from. Enjoy it though. And I've written another part but it depends how good this one is.
Don't own anything, by the way. And review... Please
"Do you want anything, Sir?"
Oh, Sam. You ask me the same question every morning, and you expect the same answer, too. Do you know how tempting it is to change it?
Yes, I would.
What, Sir?
But there would be too many things. I want you to love me like I love you. I want you to stop being blinded by propriety. And I suppose... I want you.
And how would you react, Sam? I can think of a thousand different ways and a million different consequences. But the only ones that seem realistic and possible all seem to include you running from Bag End as if... as if... as if you had the biggest shock in your life. And very few seem to include you returning to Bag E… to me.
It's tempting. Very tempting. But...
"No, thank you, Sam."