Cirith Ungol Tower Drabble
Rating: T
Pairing Frodo/Sam
Frodo's POV

Author's Notes: Don't own these characters, and never will. Please don't sue me. I'm a poor college student living on Ramen Noodles.

His lips press to my forehead in a gentle kiss and my heart smiles. He is so shy, so worried that his touches will not be welcomed by my skin. I wish he was not so hesitant, but that would be like the pot calling the kettle black. If I were more daring, I would lift my head, hold his gaze, and capture his lips with mine, till joy took us both. I would let myself speak truly for the first time since he first caught my gaze, the first day I came to Bag End, alone and friendless.
"Come! Wake up Mr. Frodo!"
It is Sam's voice, which causes me to stir from my gentle cocoon of contentment that is his arms. He is trying to be as cheerful as it usually was on the lazy summer mornings of my youth, when I would lie abed till after elevenses. How I long for those days again!
I open my eyes and sigh, then bring my body slowly into a sitting up position, trying to will strength into myself to go on, keep marching the long road of my doom. I want nothing more to show Sam how much I care, but alas, yet again, I must listen to my mind, over the yearnings of my heart...