Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit Preferences and Imagines

5. Wait For Me (Kili -The Hobbit)

This is based on the three films. Tauriel does not exist in this imagine.

No, this couldn't be happening. The sound of swords and shouting echoed around you as everything suddenly slowed down, as if someone had pressed a button that slowed the clocks right down. Before you had time to even register your thoughts, you were running towards him. Towards the scene you wished was not happening right before your very eyes.

Flashback:

Knock knock. You waited patiently outside the small, round, green door. You had managed to get lost but finally found the door with the rune mark after you heard shouting, singing and the clatter of plates from inside. The noise could only have come from one thing...or things. Dwarves.

Eventually the door opened and a little man appeared on the other side. He had curly blonde hair and looked as tired and exasperated as one can be.

"You must be Mr Baggins. I am (Y/N). And I take it from all the noise that everyone else is already here." You spoke. The small man smiled and gestured as if to let you inside.

"Yes. And I'm afraid that if you're hungry I only have soup left as they have completely and utterly emptied my pantry. It will take weeks to fill it up again..." He trailed of slowly and you chuckled to yourself at the man complaining about what seemed such trivial things.

"Soup will do, my friend." You said and he looked up and an expression of relief crossed his face. "Now, where are they all?" You said as walked further into the house to find a small table surrounded by thirteen dwarves.

"(Y/N)." The dwarf at the front said. He had long black hair and looked like a figure of authority.

"Thorin Oakensheild." You answered.

"I thought I said that this was no mission for a woman." He turned to you as he spoke and immediately the whole room went silent, as if everyone was scared to breath.

"Who is she?" You heard someone whisper.

"She's (Y/N). Her and Thorin know each other, but they don't exactly see eye to eye. She's the woman who walks." You heard one reply. The woman who walks indeed! You thought to yourself. I wonder if every person who travels receives a mysterious alias!

"Yes, you said that Thorin. But as you said that I also heard 'this is no place for an elf' hidden in your voice. And may I remind you that my blood is only half elvish while the other half is as dwarfish as yours." You said confidently.

"I did not mean that." He spoke sharply, yet you heard the lie in his voice, "I was simply looking out for you as you are-"

"A woman?" You sneered, cutting across him.

"Not as strong as my men." He said while he glared at you. You only smirked in return.

"Well I am here now. So are we going to continue this meeting or are we all going to carry on staring at me like I am some sort of Orc mutation?" Immediately everyone looked away as Thorin turned back round and Gandalf motioned for you to sit down.

Everyone except one. He had long brown hair and unlike the others he did not have a big bushy beard, only a bit of stubble. He had deep brown eyes that continued to stare at you, curiously. You made eye contact with him for a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. I'll have to stick by him. You thought before pushing those kind of thoughts away.

Later on that night the same dwarf came up to you.

"I am Kili." He said. "I am one of Thorin's nephews."

"And I am (Y/N). Sorry for speaking to your uncle like that, it's just we don't exactly see eye to eye." You replied.

"It's alright, I thought it was brave, even I couldn't talk down to him like that!" You both laughed. And that was the day you met Kili Durin.