Erm, continuation of 'No, thank you' but can be read alone. I guess anyways. Ah, my teachers have been saying that I should try different ways of writing, though I doubt they read these fics, and I decided to try it.
Not too keen on it, to be true, but I think that abouta lot of my fics. I think it's a bit short. I could have done more at the end to do with Sam. But, to be honest, I couldn't think of anything. Any improvments you can think of, I'd love to hear about.
SLASH (obviously) SamFrodo (obviously) I own nothing (...obviously)
The summer is one of the hottest that Frodo remembers, and the heat makes him uncomfortable and short-tempered. Even the most sun-loving Hobbits like Samwise Gamgee are finding the strong weather difficult to bear. Twice Frodo has found the young gardener sleeping in the shade of a tree in the garden. This is the third time, and Frodo has a glass of water with him, ready to hand to Sam when he is woken up.
When Frodo reaches out and shakes Sam's shoulder gently, Sam wakes almost instantly. He blushes at the brief contact between himself and Frodo as he takes the drink, though he is sure that it is not noticed. He gives the glass back and mumbles 'thank you' but nothing else.
Frodo nods and stands up again, smiling at the younger Hobbit on the ground in front of him.
"Do you want anything else, Sam?" Frodo almost flinches.
But he is not sure if it is because of his words and the feelings they remind him of every morning.
Or the way Sam says, "No, thank you, Mr Frodo." far too quickly.