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"Smaug, wake up."

"Hm?" He awoke to find you standing beside his bed. The flirtatious Smaug of earlier was replaced by the one you knew so well: Concerned, overprotective Smaug.

"Y/n, what is wrong?"

"I know this is going to sound stupid but...I haven't slept in an actual bed by myself in over sixty years. May...may I sleep with you?"

Relieved that nothing was seriously wrong, he scooted over and pulled the covers up for you to get under them. "Be my guest."

It was a very small bed for two people, so it required you to snuggle up close. You wrapped one arm around him and lay your head on his chest. His skin was incredibly warm, but comforting, like sitting beside a fireplace. The beating of his heart caused you to quickly begin to drift off. Before falling asleep though, you muttered "I love you, Smaug."

"Not nearly as much as I love you, my treasure."

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In the morning, you awoke to an empty bed and an empty room. You were in the middle of wondering where Smaug could be when he came through the door.

"Get up. You are leaving...now."

This wasn't the Smaug you knew. Your Smaug always treated you kindly. You didn't recognize the man in front of you. He was stern and harsh.

"What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere."

"Yes, you are. You are leaving this city. Now, are you going to get up or am I going to have to pick you up?"

"Like hell I'm leaving! We came here to fight! You promised me!"

"That was before!"

"Before what?!"

"Before-" Suddenly, he crumbled onto the bed. His face was buried in his hands. He sat like that for a moment before he looked at you. When he did, he had tears in his eyes. "I cannot turn back, y/n. I have tried all morning and I am simply incapable of it now. I will not be able to protect you, that is why you must leave immediately."

You were absolutely shocked. Smaug was a dragon. How could he not go back to what he was? To what he'd been all his life?

"Why?" you asked. "How did it happen?"

"I do not know." He laughed, but you knew it wasn't genuine. "Ever since I met you, I wanted this to happen. Now that you need me to be a dragon, I have failed you."

You knelt down and took both of his hands in yours. "And what will you do if I leave?"

"I promised you I would protect your friends. I would stay behind and do the best I could."

"And die in the process?"

"If necessary."

"That's not going to happen. You should know me well enough by now to know that I'm not the type of woman who leaves the man she loves behind to die."

Smiling faintly, he said "That is how we met."

Then he snatched you up into his lap and held you as tightly as possible. "I will still protect you, my darling. To the very best of my abilities."

"No, my dear. This time we will protect each other."

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"Smaug, wake up."

"Hm?" He awoke to find you standing beside his bed. The flirtatious Smaug of earlier was replaced by the one you knew so well: Concerned, overprotective Smaug.

"Y/n, what is wrong?"

"I know this is going to sound stupid but...I haven't slept in an actual bed by myself in over sixty years. May...may I sleep with you?"

Relieved that nothing was seriously wrong, he scooted over and pulled the covers up for you to get under them. "Be my guest."

It was a very small bed for two people, so it required you to snuggle up close. You wrapped one arm around him and lay your head on his chest. His skin was incredibly warm, but comforting, like sitting beside a fireplace. The beating of his heart caused you to quickly begin to drift off. Before falling asleep though, you muttered "I love you, Smaug."

"Not nearly as much as I love you, my treasure."

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In the morning, you awoke to an empty bed and an empty room. You were in the middle of wondering where Smaug could be when he came through the door.

"Get up. You are leaving...now."

This wasn't the Smaug you knew. Your Smaug always treated you kindly. You didn't recognize the man in front of you. He was stern and harsh.

"What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere."

"Yes, you are. You are leaving this city. Now, are you going to get up or am I going to have to pick you up?"

"Like hell I'm leaving! We came here to fight! You promised me!"

"That was before!"

"Before what?!"

"Before-" Suddenly, he crumbled onto the bed. His face was buried in his hands. He sat like that for a moment before he looked at you. When he did, he had tears in his eyes. "I cannot turn back, y/n. I have tried all morning and I am simply incapable of it now. I will not be able to protect you, that is why you must leave immediately."

You were absolutely shocked. Smaug was a dragon. How could he not go back to what he was? To what he'd been all his life?

"Why?" you asked. "How did it happen?"

"I do not know." He laughed, but you knew it wasn't genuine. "Ever since I met you, I wanted this to happen. Now that you need me to be a dragon, I have failed you."

You knelt down and took both of his hands in yours. "And what will you do if I leave?"

"I promised you I would protect your friends. I would stay behind and do the best I could."

"And die in the process?"

"If necessary."

"That's not going to happen. You should know me well enough by now to know that I'm not the type of woman who leaves the man she loves behind to die."

Smiling faintly, he said "That is how we met."

Then he snatched you up into his lap and held you as tightly as possible. "I will still protect you, my darling. To the very best of my abilities."

"No, my dear. This time we will protect each other."