(A/N: This happens right before he battle of Helm's Deep & Italics are elvish)
You hand a sword to a young man, who thanks you and goes on his way. You give out your armfuls of swords and set off to find more.
"Y/N!" Aragorn smiles as you walked next to him. He hands you a few more swords. "How are you doing?"
"I'm... Fine." You lie, passing them to a group of weaponless men walking by.
"What is the matter? Are you all right?" He asks you, concern in his voice.
"I'm only stressed for the upcoming battle." You confess. "I know we don't have a good chance of making it..."
"Oh! Is that what troubles you, then?" He sets down the shields he was carrying.
You nod.
"Sit down." Aragorn leads you to a blanket on an open spot on the ground.
You sit beside him. "What is it?"
"Turn around," he instructs you, smiling.
You do as he tells you, and you can feel his hands rubbing your back. You smile.
"Thank you." You say.
Aragorn massages your shoulders, and you can finally feel the stress and tension leaving you at his touch, making you feel much better.
"I'm so happy to have somebody like you," you sigh happily.
"I'll always be there for you, meldanya," he assures you, kissing the top of your head lightly. "Do not lose hope!" (meldanya = my dear)
"I can't lose my hope as you're with me." You lean your head on his shoulder.
The both of you smile, all worries for the upcoming battle forgotten for the moment.
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The Hobbit and LOTR oneshots, preferences and imagines
FanfictionSome cute ideas of Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit stuff to think or daydream about. I can also write preferences and oneshots. Not all of them are romantic, but most are. Please feel free to request if you would like a oneshot! Enjoy! :)
