Hopelessly lost

8. Secrets

''Will you shut it! You'll wake 'er up!'' the not so quietly spoken words awaken [y/n] from her slumber. Never having been the one that liked being woken up, she throws a pillow from the bed towards the origin of the noise. From the sounds of it, she hit the target dead-on, though her eyes had yet to open up. Groaning in annoyance [y/n] rolled over on the bed and tried getting comfortable again but something was missing.

Still refusing to open her eyes [y/n] uses her hand to pet the space beside her, when she doesn't feel anything she pets behind her. In her drowsy state, she hadn't made up her mind of what was missing. All she knew that something was not right and she didn't like it. The multiple voices conversing around her didn't help improve her mood either.

Having had enough of these shenanigans [y/n] moves to sit up in the soft holder of dreams. Protesting groans coming from herself as she does so. It might have been her own idea to sit up, but that doesn't mean she has to agree with it.

Stretching and yawning is all it takes for the noise around her to come to a halt. A harsh but quiet, ''Look what you've done!'' came from somewhere on her left. [Y/n] rubs her eyes for a bit before it takes all her energy to open her eyelids. The bright light shining all throughout her room making her blink and instantly regretting the decision. After a couple of more tries, she succeeds in keeping her eyes open.

''Morning,'' she croaks, her vocal cords trying their hardest to wake up as well. Despite her awful mood of being woken up, she couldn't bring herself to be mad at her guests standing in her room. All of the company was standing in her room haphazardly, some looking slightly awkward to be caught while others didn't seem to be bothered at all. Though her actions had certainly captured some people's attention.

''I'm so sorry Miss [y/n]. I tried my 'ardest to keep 'em quiet,'' Dori was the first to speak up. [Y/n] somehow managed to sling her tired body out of bed and made her way over to him. With one of her hands, she rubbed the last stubborn piece of sleep out of her eye, and with the other, she kindly ruffled his hair. Though she tried not to do it too quickly, scared that all the intricate braids would hurt him if she tugged on them.

''It's a'ight,'' the girl couldn't help but let out a massive yawn. ''You tried. That's all that matters,'' [y/n] cracks some bones and realizes that she is still in the outfit from the day before. Taking a look around the room she saw that nobody was taking any initiative to leave her room. 

''So we having collective breakfast in bed then?''  

The comment sends about half of them out the door while the other half tried climbing back in the bed, thinking it was an outstanding idea. ''Nori, Bofur, Bombur, Fíli, Kíli!'' came a choir of voices from the hall. The remaining dwarves now also scrambling themselves outside the door. [Y/n] chuckled at the scene and closed the door behind them before locking it.

''Alright, time for the outfit of the day.''