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Told Ya She'd Say Yes

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***Frodo's POV***

I sighed, staring at the bar where Rosie Cotton, and lovely y/n worked. Both were chatting happily to each other as they did their duties. It's been a few months since we came back to the Shire. I've always had a crush on y/n, even before my quest began. Sam had already proposed to Rosie, which happened just a couple of months ago.

Now, I wanted to ask y/n out. But I didn't know how. And I was too scared.

"Hello? Frodo, are ou even listening?" Merry asked. He waved his hand in my face, trying to catch my attention.

And it worked. I snapped back to reality after staring at y/n from afar.

"Sorry. Wasn't paying attention," I answered quickly as I turned to face my friends again.

"Oh. Staring at y/n, are we?" Pippin smirked. He gave me a teasing wink.

My cheeks burned a bright pink color.

"Of course, I don't," I hastily replied.

"Yes, you do. You've been staring at her for the past thirty minutes, man," Merry interrupted. "You should ask her out by now."

"I can't, Merry. I'm too shy," I tried to argue.

"C'mon!" groaned Merry. "You went into Mount Doom and managed to destroy the Ring. And you think that asking y/n out is harder than that?" He stared at me in disbelief.

The duo pressured me for a bit. Sam just sat to the side, smoking his pipe. He didn't want to get himself involved, and I didn't blame him.

"I'm sure she'll say yes, Mr. Frodo," he finally encouraged. "I was scared to death when I asked Rosie to marry me a couple weeks ago, even though I knew she'd say yes. We're not close to Miss y/n, but I can tell that she adores you, even if she just watches from afar."

"See?" Pippin added. "You should ask her!"

Both Merry and Pippin shoved me towards her, and I nervously approached y/n. My hands were sweating profusely by the time I got there. I waited patiently as y/n collected orders from two other male Hobbits, who were drunkenly commenting her. That caused me to be a bit jealous. But she paid no heed to them, much to my relief.

She finally turned to me, smiling slightly. I could see a pink blush creeping up her cheeks, and she quickly avoided my gaze.

"C-Can I help you, Mr. Baggins?" she asked shyly.

"Well. . . . .," I began, wondering how I should start off my confession. "I actually have something to tell you, y/n."

She raised an eyebrow, looking really suspicious. Well, no turning back, now. It's now or never.

"Go on," she said. She sat herself down on the counter.

I took a deep breath, trying to control myself.

"I — I was wondering if you'd — if you'd like to go on a date with me?" I asked, stuttering and stumbling in between words. She stared at me in surprise, and I could feel a sense of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.

Maybe she didn't want to be with me at all.

I found myself blushing hard. This was not how I wanted things to go.

"I-I'm sorry!" I stuttered, unsure of what to say. I — I wasn't sure of what you'd say. Or if you wanted to go on a date at all! It's alright if you don't want to. I understand —"

I was cut off when I felt a pair of soft lips pressing against mine. At first, my heart stopped, and I didn't know how to react. I soon responded by wrapping my arms hesitantly around her waist. When she let go, she looked me directly in the eyes.

"Of course, I want to, Mr. Baggins," she answered.

My heart soared when I heard her say that.

"Tomorrow evening, then? If you're free?" I asked.

"That sounds great."

"I'll see you, then," I breathlessly replied.

I looked at her one last time before cheerfully making my way back to my friends. I noticed that both Merry and Pippin had triumphant smirks on their faces.

"What?" I asked casually once I sat back down.

"Told ya she'd say yes," Pippin replied.

"Shut up," I replied as I stared wistfully after y/n again.