Imagine Thorin wrapping his furry coat around you on cold nights- Pt.2
Characters: Thorin, Dwalin, Reader
Fluffy, mild cussing (Dwalin)
You were shaking, but not due to the cold.
You and the rest of the company were out of the burlap sacks, out of the hands of the trolls. Bilbo was one quick-thinking Hobbit, that was for sure. And Gandalf was a lifesaving wizard, no doubt about it. All was well again.
But later on, you curled under Thorin’s coat tighter than ever, fearful of nightmares, finding comfort only from his surprisingly sweet scent, like wisteria, mixed with the distinct soft worn leather smell. Even the slightly gamey odor of the fur was appealing.The combined aromas seemed to ward off any lingering thoughts about the last incident.
You had gone through a brief period of feeling like a weakling for needing Thorin’s coat, then a longer stretch of feeling rather greedy for just wanting it. The coat was, hands down, the best among the group. And Thorin didn’t seem to mind so you decided to enjoy it.
Then came that one balmy night.