K. D. (oh_kaity) wrote in shire_gathering,
K. D.

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Frodo and Sam (For Thuri! This is what we call reviving the group! Har.)

( OOC: I write this as I am supposed to be getting ready to get on a plane to go home for Thanksgiving. Was going to wait until I got back, but I was reading through our old things and thought, hey, we wrote some really good stuff, actually. XD ... And Frodo made me want toast and jam from an old post ... I probably won't get any. Anyway, yes, this is following the old storyline from March. From what I could deduce ... I think Sam's thirty-six and Frodo's forty-eight? *took that from a reference to Pippin's age, so... hobbit!math* )

Samwise Gamgee had thought, for a long time, about what Merry had told him in the Green Dragon. It was a comforting thought, to be sure----to know that Frodo wasn't being sour simply for the sake of being sour, and that his little smiles possibly meant something more than that, and that he was only moody because----well, quite frankly, Sam didn't know why his master was moody, but he hoped it would have some solidly good outcome.

Still, it wasn't his purpose to say anything, and doing so would have been overstepping his bounds by a longshot. There were certain things that one could and could not say to one's master when one wasn't much other than a servant, and a proposition of affection between lads was one of those things that fell into the category of Could Not.

Therefore it was that Sam, however anxious he might have been, went about his business as usual in the couple of days following Merry's talk in the Green Dragon. He arrived early each morning, tended to the gardens, managed a bit of housework while Frodo was busy with gentler pursuits like reading and writing letters. The only change was that when he spent a bit too long looking at his master, he didn't feel as guilty. Not quite.
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