You're My Everything Ch 1

You’re My Everything
To L-Pip And Merry
Fluffy merry and pippin hurt and comfort story. this may be the one I’ve been trying to write since HS. mawhahaha plot bunnies RAWK.

“Pippin, we’ve got to get some sleep, let’s go.” Merry said softly in his cousin’s ear. Their hands were still intertwined from earlier, so tightly bound that Merry was afraid his cousin was going to have cramps later.

Pippin just looked up at Merry green eyes filling with tears again. “I just can’t leave him, Mer. He never left me when I was ill.”

Just an hour ago, Elrond had attempted for the third time to get the shard out of Frodo’s shoulder. Merry hadn’t wanted to expose Pippin to this but the youngster had begged vowing to sneak in anyway. He then decided it was just safer if Pippin was there beside him so he could keep him safe. Merry leaned forward placing a kiss on his cousin’s lips before standing and pulling Pippin up with him. The youngest stumbled falling forward into Merry’s arms. “Easy, Pip. Easy.”

Sam had momentarily taken his eyes off Frodo to watch Merry help the youngest to his feet again, “Do you need help, Mr. Merry?”

Merry glanced over Pippin’s curls and shook his head keeping his grip on Pippin’s arm. “I’ve got him, thank you Sam.”

“Really, Mr. Merry, it’s no big deal. Let me help, I haven’t felt useful all afternoon with Elrond and his elven knowledge and all that.”

Merry saw he wasn’t going to win the argument and let Sam take one of Pippin’s arms into his hands. “Up we go, Mr. Pippin.”

Pippin didn’t fight the other two hobbits and let himself be helped down to he and Merry’s room. He had been trying so hard not to cry the entire day, it was so heart wrenching watching Elrond torture Frodo to get the shard out. All the blood, the shrieking, Frodo’s glowing eyes, Pippin lurched slightly thinking of the sight, Merry rubbed his back soothingly. His stomach couldn’t do this any longer, “Mer, I need to – I’m going to be ill!”

Pippin fell to his knees by a bush out in the corridor and threw up his dinner and supper. His stomach continued to cramp as he tried to dispel all of the discomfort he’d witnessed. His tears came with it, streaming down his cheeks, he hiccupped and sobbed trying to control his emotions. It was so hard though, was Frodo going to be alright?

“Pip, it’s going to be alright, shh, take it easy.” Merry soothed holding Pippin’s curls back.
“I’m here, you are not alone.”

His stomach finally stopped churning and Pippin wiped at his eyes still sniffling and hiccupping. He heard Merry dismiss Sam kindly, “I’ve got him Sam, go back to Frodo.”

“But Mr. Merry.”

“No, Sam. It’s alright, go on.” The faint noise of footsteps leaving the two of them let Pippin know that Sam had gone off and left. “Pip?”

He tried to calm his breathing down, he wasn’t a child anymore. Sure he was young, but he never saw Merry crying like this at his age- but then when Merry was in his tweens they were in the Shire and Frodo wasn’t lying in a bed dying. “Frodo, he’s going to be alright, right?” The tweenager asked in between gulps for air. “Isn’t he Merry?”

Merry took a deep breath and hugged his young cousin to him unsure of what to say. “Pip, I don’t know.” Pippin’s hands clenched his cousin’s gold waist coat tighter at this. Merry soothed him carefully rubbing his back. “You can’t worry though, Elrond knows what he’s doing. I may not trust him but Aragorn is right, if anyone can safe Frodo, Elrond can.”

The two sat in the cold night air letting the chilly breeze blow through their curls and remind them that they were still alive. Pippin shivered slightly snuggling closer, laying his head on Merry’s shoulder, his hands still clenched tightly into the cloth. “Tonight, can we share a bed?” He whispered dazedly. “I don’t wish to be alone tonight.”

“I was hoping you’d ask,” Merry responded just as quietly in the young one’s ear. “You’re shivering, let’s get you back into the room, I won’t have you getting ill.” Pippin felt Merry grip his waist and help him stand, after he was steady on his feet – Merry let go but smiled when Pippin grabbed his hand and held it tightly. “It’ll be alright, I’m here.”

*~*

The bedroom had a nice fire going giving the room a delicate glow. The white sheets were glowing a cream color and the smell of lavender filled their noses when they walked in. The dim light made Pippin’s eyes look even greener than usual, Merry noticed as he helped his cousin prepare for bed.

Pippin’s small form looked engulfed in the giant elven night shirt, it made him look even younger than he was. He pulled his head through the warm cream cloth and shook his curls to get them free from the collar. Merry pulled off his waist coat and unbuttoned his own shirt changing. The last thing he pulled off was his trousers. They fell to the ground in a heap and he stepped over them. Picking his up he folded them neatly and laid them over one of the backs of the giant sitting chair. Then sighing at Pippin’s mess of clothing he bent down again and straightened up Pippin’s clothing.

Pippin was already pulling down the fluffy comforter, satin sheets and throwing big pillows out of the way. “This bed is awfully big, Mer.”

“Which is why we’re sharing it.” Merry responded from the washing bin. He finished running the cool cloth over his worn features and sighed at the feeling of being slightly refreshed. “Go ahead and hop in, your lips are turning blue.”

Pippin continued to stare at the giant bed nervously. He bit his lip uncomfortably and watched Merry give him an expasarated look. Merry rolled his eyes before climbing on it himself bouncing on it hoping to show Pippin it wasn’t going to hurt him. Finally, Pippin decided it to be alright and climbed on slowly snuggling as close to Merry as possible.

He shivered as Pippin accidently pressed his lips against Merry’s neck while he was getting situated. Pippin noticed to, much too Merry’s dismay. “Merry? You just shivered. Are you cold?”

“No, just one of those random ones, not a big deal.”

Pippin gave him a glance that said he didn’t believe him but snuggled down anyway. “I love you, Merry-mine.”

Merry smiled, “I love you too, darling.” He let out a contented noise as Pippin settled himself to where his curls were right underneath Merry’s chin. One of Pippin’s hands reached to the side and grabbed Merry’s right one. His left started to travel down Pippin’s body finally stopping at his thigh, resting there.

"Can't we go further tonight?" Pippin pleaded.

"Shh," Merry whispered nuzzling the top of Pippin's head. "You are sleepy and so I am, let's wait until tomorrow."

"Just don't let go."

"I won't."

TBC...