LOTR/Hobbit Imagines

Pippin - A Little Surprise

4. "Kiss me."

21. "I haven't seen her/him/them smile like that in ages."

Warnings: A very clueless but adorable Pippin, all the fluff!

A LITTLE SURPRISE

Pippin walked on the sandy path as fast as his tired legs could carry him.

He had been away all day and he couldn't wait to get home to you. It didn't matter that his feet hurt and his back ached from the load he was carrying: a whole bag of vegetables and mushrooms from farmer Maggot.

If it would make you eat again, it had been worth it.

You hadn't been yourself lately, falling ill constantly and skipping on meals.
Pippin was beside himself with worry. If only Gandalf would be around, he could ask the wizard for help. He was even considering taking you all the way to Rivendell to let lord Elrond heal whatever was wrong with you. But first he had to try this last thing. You never refused fresh vegetables from farmer Maggot, and especially his mushrooms.
It was a long walk and he couldn't stay at the farm for too long. As soon as farmer Maggot heard about your condition, he had filled the bag until it couldn't fit any more food. His wife had given Pippin a jar of freshly cut ginger, it would help with your stomach, she told him. She also gave him a wink, which he didn't understand. You being sick was hardly something to joke about, he thought.

When he saw his house in the distance, he picked up his pace. He spotted you in the front garden, talking to Rosie, Sam's wife. You were laughing and giggling and his heart swell.

"I haven't seen her smile like that in ages," he thought, relieved to see you up and outside.

His thoughts were interrupted when Sam smacked him on the shoulder, almost toppling him over from the extra weight.

"There he is," Sam laughed. "I'm really happy for you, Pip."

Pippin smiled in return, not fully understanding why Sam was so happy to see you up, but grateful nonetheless that he had been worried too. He really had the best friends he could wish for.

"Thank you, Sam," he smiled. "But if you'll excuse me, I need to go see my wife."

"Of course, of course. You take good care of her, alright?"

Pippin nodded, but furrowed his brows. He always took good care of you, at least, that's what he thought. Was that why you were so sick lately? Hadn't he looked after you well enough?

When he opened the front gate, the animated conversation you and Rosie were in stopped abruptly. Pippin didn't think anything of it, he was too excited to see you felt better. He greeted you with a kiss on the cheek.

"Where have you been all day?" you smiled. "I've missed you."

Pippin's ears flushed bright red. He was still new to this whole marriage-thing, and every day he wondered how he got so lucky to have found someone like you.

He showed you his bag and you squealed in delight.

"I'm going to make vegetable soup from this," you said, taking the bag from him before he could protest.

"That was really thoughtful of you, Pippin," Rosie chimed in. "You're going to be a really good father!"

Pippin missed the warning look you gave Rosie, before she added, "Someday! Not now of course..." She laughed awkwardly.

"Pippin?" you asked him, showing him the jar of ginger. "What's this for?"

"Oh, that is ginger, farmer Maggot's wife gave this for your stomach. She said it would help."

"Yes! It did wonders back when I was pregnant with-..." Rosie stopped talking when she realized what she was saying. "I think I'm going to go, Sam should be home too by now."

"I saw him just a few minutes ago, so you're probably right," Pippin said, still clueless about what was going on.

She turned around and hurried down the path towards the Gamgee's residence.

*

When you entered your home, Pippin kept a close eye on you. You looked better, the colour had returned to your cheeks, but he wasn't taking his chances. Just this morning you didn't even felt good enough to get out of bed, and now you were bustling around in the kitchen, cutting up the vegetables for dinner.

"How are you feeling, love?" he asked.

"Good!" you answered, a bit too fast. "So... you saw Sam today huh?"

"Yeah, like I do every day. And I saw Merry just this morning. It's been a while since I've seen Frodo though, I might pay him a visit later on."

"Did he say anything to you?"

Pippin raised his eyebrows. "Nothing important. Should he?"

You turned around a bit too fast, relieved your secret wasn't out yet, and you stumbled from the dizziness that overcame you. Pippin was immediately by your side, supporting you.

"What's wrong, love? Talk to me!"

You laughed softly, and sat down on the chair close to you. "Nothing's wrong, Pippin. This is perfectly normal in my condition."

He blinked a few times, not understanding what you meant. "What condition?"

"Oh, Pippin..." you smiled, brushing his cheek. He could be so innocent at times. "I've been so sick lately because well... we're pregnant!"

No reaction.

You raised your other hand to cup his other cheek, his face now in both of your hands. You locked eyes with him, searching for any emotion in them. Something!

"Pip?"

You saw a flickering in his eyes, and the corners of his upper lip slowly curled upwards.

"Pregnant? We're going to have a baby?"

"That's the idea..." you laughed. "Now kiss me."

He took you in his arms and gave you a kiss and a hug, before he suddenly let go of you and took a step backwards. His face twisted in terror.

"What's wrong?" you asked, not understanding what changed his mood. Didn't he want the baby?

"I-I can't hug you anymore now, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking, I need to be careful with you!" Pippin rattled, " I'm sorry, I'm just so happy!"

"What do you mean, you can't hug or kiss me anymore? I'm pregnant, not made of glass. As far as I know, I'll need twice as many hugs and kisses from now on!"

He slowly made his way over, and oh so gently placed his hand on your stomach.

"That, I can do," he said, and placed the softest kiss on your lips.