Characters/Pairing: Merry, Pippin (can be Merry/Pippin if you choose)
Warnings: A bit dark
Disclaimer: Just borrowing Tolkien's wonderful characters. I promise to return them unharmed.
A hoary form loomed over the Hedge. Outthrust branches with gnarled twig-fingers splayed on the window, scraping and tapping to the tune of a terrible laugh, dry as the rustle of willow-leaves.
Questing fingers groped inside the room…
"Pip, wake up."
Pippin sat bolt upright, heart pounding.
"The Willow-man again?" Merry asked softly.
"Aye." Pippin grimaced. “Why don’t I dream of Ents instead?”
“We’re too close to the Old Forest. You can sense his malice; he hasn't forgotten, Pip."
Knight of Gondor, Esquire of Rohan: but sleepless they held each other until morning’s first light.