For Rosiegardner
May. 29th, 2004 10:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfanMorning at Bag End
He’d apologized once for not having a home to bring her to, and she’d told him that it didn’t matter, but she’d wondered all the same how it would be to live in a hole that belonged to neither of them.
But as he made their breakfast she realized how well he knew the rhythms of this place, could put a hand to every pan and plate, and coax the pump to work without considering its quirks. As he reached for the salt he cast a smile over his shoulder and she smiled back.
He’d brought her home after all.
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He’d apologized once for not having a home to bring her to, and she’d told him that it didn’t matter, but she’d wondered all the same how it would be to live in a hole that belonged to neither of them.
But as he made their breakfast she realized how well he knew the rhythms of this place, could put a hand to every pan and plate, and coax the pump to work without considering its quirks. As he reached for the salt he cast a smile over his shoulder and she smiled back.
He’d brought her home after all.
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