“I may not live to see our glory,” Kili said, standing up, holding his cup in hand as he toasted his older brother. Fili blushed and shook his head, looking down at the cup in his own hand. “But I’ve seen wonders great and small.”
“Kili,” Fili said, trying to get his brother to stop before he embarassed him even more.
“Cause if Fili can get married, there’s hope for our asses after all!” The rest of the dwarves cheered and took drinks from their cups. Fili took a sip of his as Kili came to sit down next to him.
“Thanks for the toast,” Fili said. Kili clapped his shoulder with a smile.
“Of course, anything for my baby brother.”
“Big brother,” Fili corrected with a smile.
“Nonetheless, Y/N is a lucky girl,” he said.
“So where is the bride to be?” Kili asked, looking around the room.
“Most likely in her own room. The wedding is tomorrow.”
“Invite her down to celebrate,” he said.
“No. I should probably get to bed, too,” Fili said, standing up. Kili grabbed his arm, and pulled him back down.
“Not until we celebrate fully,” he said. “Come on. Raise a glass to freedom. Something you will never see again. No matter what she tells you, let’s have another round tonight!”
Fili tried to say something to stop him, but Kili was already bringing a drink over to him. And another one after that. And another one. Fili tried to stop him, but eventually they both got too drunk to even realize what they were doing.
At least, that is what they told you the next day. But that night, a knock came from your door, and you found a very drunk Fili with no explanation.
“Hello,” you said, moving aside as he stumbled into your room.
“Hi,” he slurred. He flopped down on the chair by the fireplace, smiling happily. You smiled a little and followed him over, leaning against the corner of his chair.
“How’d it go tonight? Kili say anything foolish?”
“Of course,” he said, laughing.
“Did you have anything to drink?” you asked with a laugh.
“A little,” he said, nodding heavily. You smiled and leaned a little too hard on his chair, falling into his shoulder. He grinned up at you and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into his lap.
You twisted the skirt of your dress around so you would be more comfortable and threw your arm over his shoulder. He rubbed your leg affectionately as he smiled up at you. You curled your fingers in his hair.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you get this drunk.” He laughed through his nose. “It’s kind of cute.” He hummed a response and smiled up at you. You leaned down to kiss him softly.
“I don’t think I’ve ever gotten this drunk.”
“Now will you tell me all your secrets?” you asked with a smirk. He shrugged.
“Probably,” he said, tilting his chin up at you. “But I think you know all of them.”
“I hope so.”
“You do,” he said softly. You kissed him again, and then once more on the tip of his nose. “Is it proper for us to be seeing each other?”
“It’s not our wedding day, yet,” you said, looking out the window. “But maybe you should get going.”
“Maybe I don’t want to,” he said with a grin.
“Then you don’t have to, but you should go to sleep. We both should,” you said, standing up. He laced his hand in yours, the same sloppy, drunk smile on his face not fading. He stood up, and stumbled forward into your arms.
“I’m okay,” he said, standing up straight and smiling at you. He kissed you softly as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He shuffled back awkwardly with you until you reached your bed, you both tumbling back onto it. He kissed you more passionately as you rolled onto your back.
“I love you,” you said, pulling away from him.
“I love you, too.”
“You’re so drunk,” you said with a laugh.
“I’m excited for tomorrow,” you said, but he had already closed his eyes. He smiled and hummed his agreement before wrapping his arm around your waist. You laid your head down on his chest before falling asleep.
When you woke up the next day, Fili was gone. He was no longer drunk, so his honor to follow all the rules was back. He couldn’t see you on your wedding day. Kili came by about an hour after you woke up to apologize for Fili last night.
“I promise, it’s fine. Tell him not to worry,” you said.
“He still will, but I’ll let him know. He’s lucky to have you.”
“And I him. Thank you, Kili.” He nodded and started walking towards the door but you stopped him.
“Oh, and Kili, I think you should know, Fili told me about your crush.” He blushed and shook his head.
“Oh shit,” Kili muttered.
“He’s a great guy,” you said, beaming at him.
“I’m gonna kill him after you two are married,” he said, starting to walk back towards the door.
HEY YALL, me and @gabriel-fucking-agreste collabed to do a crossover ml/wicked project feat. mama agreste and nathalie sancoeur, here she did the lineart and I did the colors (you can find the other one on her blog it’s AMAZIng)
im so glad i got to work with her ‘cause she is such a great and cool artist and an amazing friend we met at denny’s :’)
Also me: but first i need to clean my room, make toast, drink water, read this 500 page book, look up this one plant, I should cleanse my space as well, oh and I have to make some tea, and well would you look at that, its 2am.