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Frodo Imagine

FRODO IMAGINE
WARNING: your character has minor depression

     You and Frodo had been best friends since before either of you could remember. While he  was off on his "little" adventure, your parents had kicked you out, saying that you were a disgrace to the (Y/L/N)s. When Frodo came back to the shire with his three companions he had found that you were homeless. He had brought you under his wing, giving you food and lodging. Yes he let you live in Baggend. One day, you were scowling at yourself in the mirror. You then realized that you were quite ugly. Your mother was beautiful, your father handsome, gosh, even Frodo was hot. No wonder no one wanted anything to do with you. Here in the shire, looks were everything. "No wonder mum and dad abandoned me," you sighed to yourself.

     "What are you talking about?" Great, you didn't even notice that Frodo had come in. You turned away from the mirror to face him.

     "Oh, come now, Frodo," you sighed. "We both know that you took me in out of pity, not friendship," he tilted his head to the side.

     "I don't understand, why would you think that?" he asked.

     "Because, everybody pities a hideous, homeless hobbit like me," you told him. "I don't even understand how you can stand to be seen in public with me,"

     "This is not how I wanted it to happen, but I might as well tell you," he sighed this time.

     "You're kicking me out, right?" you thought you already knew the answer to that question.

     "No, in fact I was going to tell you what I thought of you," he said, as you tilted your head to the side. "I didn't take you in out of pity, (Y/N), I took you in, because, well... I....um... I wanted to pick up the courage to do... this," he had been taking steps towards you with every word, until you were backed against a wall and your chests were touching. When he said "this" he closed the distance between you two and kissed you. You stiffened at first, then you melted into the kiss. It was a heated and passionate kiss, and now you knew what he had wanted to say, you could almost hear him saying it. Then, when you pulled away for air, he sighed, his breath tickling your lips. "I love you," he said.

     "Good, cause I love you too," you said. Then you saw Frodo smirk. He kissed you again, harder. You gasped when his tongue licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance, which you gave. You didn't think Frodo could be dominant, but man, he knew what to do. Let's just say you had a fun night.