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Note: I'm back again! For those of you who aren't familiar with my stories, this is SLASH, but cute, fluffy, and not explicit in anything other than kissing. Also, even though the title may imply as such, there is absolutely no angst in this story what so ever. Only fluff. Enjoy it, my lovelies!
Slipping Away
Hobbiton was alive with another birthday party. Merry and Pippin had been enjoying the evening as the other Hobbits had been, when a sudden fancy seized Merry and sent him into a spiraling frenzy.
"Comon! Come here with me!" Merry grabbed Pippin's hand and gave it a sharp tug.
Pippin rolled his eyes and followed along, "Why are we leaving the party early, Merry?"
"Because! That's why!" Merry retorted, continuing to pull Pippin away from the crowd.
"Merry! Stop being so conspicuous! What do you want?" Pippin looked back at the party, hoping to Eru that they didn't draw any unwanted attention themselves.
"I want to do something that I would be unable to do amongst our kin! Comon!" Merry tugged Pippin behind a large tree and immediately pulled him into an embrace. Pippin resigned to Merry's affections, wrapping his arms lovingly around Merry's neck and kissing his shoulder before burying his face into the hollow of his collarbone.
"So, what is it?" he spoke into Merry's flesh.
"I couldn't very well do this out in the open!" Merry said and smiled.
"Well, obviously, but couldn't it have waited?" Pippin shifted so that he could see the grin on Merry's face.
"Nope!" Merry said, looking down at Pippin's round and innocent face. He planted a kiss on the tip of Pippin's nose, then his forehead, then his cheek, then, finally, his mouth.
Pippin kissed back strongly, loving the feel of having Merry hold him, loving holding Merry. This sort of spontaneity was why he loved Merry so much.