archet

There are a hundred things I need to be doing, yet I'm going to post a Aragorn/Boromir drabble instead so I can avoid actually doing those things for a few more minutes...or hours.

This was written for a Valentine's Day challenge that required there be a romantic gesture and involves a very MiraculouslyUndead!Boromir.

Title: Whispered
By: Archet
Drabble
Summary: Boromir didn’t die, someone returns his once broken and lost Horn to him.
Pairing: Implied A/B
Feedback: Welcomed
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, I don’t own them, but I can dream.

~*~

Silently as a shadow he entered the candlelit chambers. Drawing near the bed he paused, gazing down at the man that lay slumbering beneath furs and linens. His eyes traced the curve of a pale shoulder, over the hollow of a naked throat. His skin burned.

The gift he held suddenly weighed strangely heavy in his hands. Gently he placed the newly mended Horn on the pillow. Tempted, his hand strayed near tousled dark blond hair. He lingered, hungered but did not touch.

He spoke: “I love you.”

Boromir slept on, too deep in dreams to notice barely whispered words.

End