Edit : OK I didn’t know that all of you would love my edit like that *__* I’m so happy to see HOW MANY PEOPLE LOVE THIS BABY! All the Fili love omg it warms my heart <3 AND I saw someone who tagged that Kili should be with his brother AND HELL YEAH I agree I didn’t think about it when making it so… I EDITED IT!
You have now the two versions… The King of our lives and The King with his beloved little bro <3 My two babies together <3
The night was peaceful. Owls hooted in the dark, moonlight allowing you to pick your way through the trees and brush. You cursed as your cloak and skirt snagged on branches and brambles, wondering if anyone else had ever had to go to such lengths to see their beloved.
The heir of Durin was home alone tonight. His mother was at a birthing, Thorin was out with Dwalin on a trip and Kili was goofing off in a tavern. It was the perfect opportunity for you two to sneak around.
The only problem? Fili had the nosiest neighbours in all of Middle Earth. No matter what hour it was they saw all who entered Dis’ home, and reported it back to her.
You and Fili had been courting for about a year now, and you two were almost never without a chaperone. And since Dis found out Kili was a negligent chaperone, Thorin followed you two around constantly. This would be a very rare occasion to spend time alone with your beloved. So if you had to trek through the woods for that, you would.
You finally reached the side of the house, seeing Fili’s room lit up with candles. The window was slightly open and Fili had kindly stacked logs to boost you up. You climbed up, knocked lightly and watched the golden haired prince stick his head out.
“Hey.” He smiled softly, reaching a hand out to you.
“Hi.” You gripped his callused hand, your other hand reaching for his opposite shoulder. He pulled you up with ease, slipping you through the window head first. He caught your legs as they came through and cradled you to his chest. You were quite surprised at how planned and organized this little escapade was. “How long do we have?”
He gently set you on your feet, smoothing out your hair. “A few hours, I think. No one should be home for a bit, and it’s going to be Kili so…” He shrugged with a playful smile. Kili would just stay on the couch until you left. He was all for letting his brother get some alone time with his lady friend, tradition be damned.
You both stood awkwardly for a few minutes, looking anywhere else but at each other. You didn’t go in the Durin brother’s room too often. There were two beds, one on each side of the room. Fili’s side was tidy, though you had a feeling he had done that for you. There were weapons hanging on the wall, cloaks and jackets on pegs, a few books on top of a trunk. His bedspread was a deep blue with the Durin crest stitched along the borders. The headboard doubled as a shelf, which kept a few old wooden toys and a ratty stuffed bear.
You sat on the bed to get a closer look at the toys and other trinkets. The mattress dipped as Fili sat behind you, a hand going to your waist. “I’ve had those forever.” His breath tickled your ear as he leaned in closer. “I just can’t get rid of them. Thorin and my father made them when I was a baby.”
“That’s sweet.” You looked over your shoulder to meet ice blue eyes. You felt his other hand go around your waist and hug you close to his chest.
“Not as sweet as you.” He nosed your neck. Your heart began to drum faster as he placed a tender kiss behind your ear. You turned slightly in his arms, hands going to his face to pull him closer and-
The sudden shutting of the front door made you two spring apart, a gasp escaping your lips. You could hear someone moving about the house from the front entrance to kitchen. You relaxed a bit, thinking it was Kili coming home from the pub. “Well that was drama-”
“Shhhhh!” Fili put a finger to his lips, his eyes wide. “That’s not Kili.” Before you could question him further a deep, baritone voice called out.
“Lads? Anyone home?” The steps grew louder as Thorin Oakenshield began to walk from room to room, opening doors as he went.
“Quick! Under the bed!” Fili slipped under his bed and pulled you after him. You two laid flat on your stomachs and watched as the door opened slowly to reveal well-made boots. “Fili?” A few tentative steps forward.
You met Fili’s eyes, which were wide. What to do now? He’s going to catch us. Any minute now, he’s going to catch us. He’s Thorin Oakenshield for Mahal’s sake! He can probably smell our fear.
A creak made Fili jump, hitting his head off the bed. His face twisted in pain but you had to give it to him, he didn’t make a sound.
The boots strode over to the far side of the room and you heard Thorin shut the window you two had foolishly left open. “Must have left the windows open.” You heard him grumble before leaving the room, shutting the door.
You two let out a breath, climbing out from under the bed. “Hows your head?”
Fili rubbed it, still grimacing. “Could be better. That was too close.” You nodded, getting closer to kiss his cheek.
“I should go.” He nodded. He lifted you up and helped you out the window, before following you out.
“Thorin thinks I’m out anyways. I’ll walk you home.” You smiled, taking his hand in yours and leading him into the woods.
Fili opened the front door quietly, slipping off his boots and taking off his jacket. Kili’s boots were by the door, meaning his brother had finally come home. As he crept quietly to his room, he passed Thorin’s open door.
“Fili? Is that you?” He froze, turning mid-creep towards his uncle.
“Oh, Uncle! You’re back early! I was just out with the lads.” He straightened, trying not to look nervous.
Thorin’s eyes pierced through his. “Did you have a good evening?”
“I did, Uncle.” He gulped. “I should probably get to bed though. It’s late and all.” Thorin nodded approvingly. “Goodnight Uncle.”
“Goodnight.” Fili turned, feeling himself relax as he walked away. “And Fili.” Oh no. “Shut the window next time you sneak (Y/N) in.”
Thorin, you can wait no longer. You are the heir to the Throne of Durin. Unite the armies of the Dwarves. Together, you have the might and power to retake Erebor. Summon a meeting of the seven Dwarf families. Demand they stand by their oath. The seven armies swore that oath to the one who wields the King’s Jewel.