I wouldn't want anything to happen to you, now would I? And coming here, and in the rain – well, I appreciate the company, given that otherwise I'd have been stuck here without another soul to talk to, but still – " Thank you." He takes another long sip.įrodo is looking at him, and smiling at him, too, a smile that warms Sam's stomach, and his heart, and his body all over, though that could be the fire, or even the tea: a slow sweet smile that is nothing more than a faint curving of Frodo's pale lips, but one that nonetheless shines brightly in clear, dark eyes. He nods to his master, then, and offers him a smile, certain that his cheeks have rid themselves of their awful blush. Sam blows at the steam that curls up from the dark surface of his tea, then sips at the hot liquid. "Are you enjoying your tea?" Frodo asks, though he doesn't turn to look at Sam, as though that has yet to cross his mind. Frodo is watching the fire, and it sets colour up high in his cheeks – rose-pink, a faint blush, and lovely as could be. They sit a moment longer, Frodo taking a sip from his tea, Sam still cradling his teacup in one hand. "Pardon my choice of wording, sir, given the storm." Just like Mister Frodo, Sam thinks, and he feels a blush upon his cheeks, fire that heats. He does not lift his gaze, focusing instead on the floral pattern that rings the rim of the teacup – pink and blue blossoms, all as pale and clear and as lovely as spring. "I'm feeling right as rain – " he laughs, then, as he cradles the teacup carefully, the base of the cup warm against his palm, and along the length of his fingers. Frodo sits, instead, with his feet to the fire, warming his toes. Sam feels that he is hidden, beneath a small mountain of thick blankets. They are both sitting before the fire, though not in any chair. I hope you haven't gone and caught a chill." "Are you feeling any better, Sam? Goodness, you could have froze out there, I think. "Here Sam," Frodo says, and Sam accepts the offered teacup with clumsy, shy fingers, muttering his thanks as he does. He hadn't even thought that Mister Frodo would think that he had presumed. It had only made sense that he would finish his trek, even if that took him through the storm, and left wet, and cold, at Bag End's front door. He'd only been halfway up the Hill when the storm had hit, and he had been closer to Bag End than he had been to Number Three, by far. He shivers – his fingers were still cold, and felt a bit numb. Now, he sits in Bag End's front parlor, bundled in a thick quilt and one of Bilbo's fine old robes, and sitting right before the fire that crackles, bright and cheerful, on the hearth. The rain had come in a flash from the harsh November sky, falling hard, and cold, and soaking Sam through to the skin. Any and all characters and situations that have been borrowed are for the author's personal use only, and for the entertainment of others. Thank you, hon!ĭisclaimer: The author makes no claim to owning the rights of anything to do with J.R.R. I'd also like to thank Trilliah for the bunny that blossomed into this fic. Summary: A night caught at Bag End, and what comes of it.Īuthor's Notes: Written for empressaurelius (as a replacement story) for the Lord of the Rings FPS Secret Santa she wanted Frodo/Sam, with a bit of dirty talk and/or kink, if it wasn't too much trouble, and I do hope she likes this little gift that is, uh, not exactly what she wanted, but close enough, I think. On October 18th, Redditor Kohlastro posted a image macro of the image, using the caption "When you turn on vpn while using the school wifi," in the /r/dankmemes subreddit.2004, by:danachan, character:frodo, character:sam, for:empressaurelius, genre:slash, pairing:frodo/sam, peoples:hobbits, rating:nc-17, type:fanfic The post received more than 32,000 points (88% upvoted) and 200 comments in two months. That day, Redditor Atrampoline posted a GIF of the meme in the /r/reactiongifs subreddit. Several months later, on August 18th, Redditor yeeeheeeeheee posted the image in a thread titled "When you ask a girl for her number at the bar and she tells you to go away." The post received more than 18,000 points (93% upvoted) and 120 comments. The following week, on June 17th, Twitter user used the photo as the punchline to the caption "When I’m talking to my cat and she doesn’t answer." The tweet received more than 40 retweets and 280 likes in less than six months (shown below, center). On June 10th, 2018, the Facebook account sadmaymaythief shared a screen capture of the image with the caption "when I am high and talking to a tree but he won't answer." The post received more than 400 reactions, 30 comments and 200 shares in less than six months (shown below, left).
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