Love in a Mist

                                   by
grievous angel


F/S, PG13


"Yes," Frodo said again. "He comes to my room almost every night…"

"Don't!" Bilbo held up a hand. "Oh, too late. You do realise now I'll be listening for every noise? I have images in my mind that really shouldn't be there!" He smiled. "Come, lad. Sit down, have some food."

"Do you mind very much?" Frodo asked. "Have I disappointed you?" He sat opposite Bilbo, not willing to eat until he knew.

"Disappointed? How so?" Bilbo looked genuinely perplexed. "You think I don't understand how it feels? The rush of blood to the head - and other parts? The dizziness, the anticipation? I'm old, Frodo, not dead!" He smiled and then sobered again, glancing over at the bucket of flowers. "I understand how you feel." He reached across the table and patted Frodo's hand. "I'm glad you're not alone."

"Of course I'm not!" Frodo said. "I have you, and I have Sam. I'm a rich hobbit because of my friends." He sobered. "Don't talk about being alone. You're hale and hearty. You're not going anywhere."

"No," Bilbo said. "Of course I'm not. No." He smiled, though to Frodo it seemed a little preoccupied, but that could have been the distraction of the food, of course.

*

"He was remarkable," Frodo said later, one hand slowly stroking the long muscles of Sam's arm. "He may not have given us his blessing, but nor did he demand we stop seeing each other." He reached forward to kiss the portion of skin he had just been stroking. "I'm glad he knows." He lay back, warm and sated in Sam's arms, and smiled. "Thank you for the flowers."

"My pleasure," Sam murmured, his lips warm against Frodo's temple. "Said you deserved something special, and I hope they were."

"They were, they were beautiful." Frodo's eyes began to droop. "Can you stay all night? I hate waking up to find you gone."

"Aye, I can at that," Sam said, moving to settle next to Frodo. "I never sleep so well as when I'm here, with you safe in my arms like this." He rested his lips against Frodo's hair. "You sleep, me dear. There's no harm as'll come to you while I'm with you."
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