Middle Earth || OS

27. Fili | Then Came You

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Would you be able to write me a story with Fili and reader? They grew very close on the quest, and everyone survived the BOTFA. But she thinks nothing can come of it now because he is the heir and she isn't royalty and she is human. But he loves her and makes her see none of that matters. Angst, fluff, and a little heat if you can ,please! Fili needs more love and happiness (me, too)!! Thank you so much!

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Like everyone else, the striking blond stranger noticed your hands first.

They moved with lightning speed at the pitiful roadside carnival in the dirt-poor hamlet that the rest of his group sauntered past with disinterest, where children challenged you to make playthings out of just three random objects they handed you.

Thanks to your resourceful mind and fast fingers, you turned milkweed pods, rocks, acorns, pine cones and sticks into armed troops, royal families, and small animals, usually in less than three minutes. Your payment? Happy, astonished customers. Maybe a piece of bread, if you were lucky.

Standing alone, the handsome Dwarf looked on in awe from a few yards away as you sat on your threadbare blanket, bordering the carnival's lackluster festivities. The late afternoon weather was cool but it felt as if you were sitting in a furnace as he watched you, finally coming up and introducing himself after your last customer skipped off with her pine cone king.

You had never been unnerved by observers; then came Fili.

"Hey," he said, crouching down so you were at eye level, "if you can make a small army of soldiers out of straw and sticks that quickly, perhaps you can transfer that talent to make more damaging fare for a company on a mission."

"What do you think I was doing before making trinkets?" you answered as you tidied up, finding yourself mesmerized by his eyes locked on yours.

"Then you can help us!" he exclaimed.

Your gaze swept over his armor and neatly tucked-away weapons, and you glanced back at the company he kept, similarly dressed as they meandered the carnival, looking bored. You shook your head apologetically.

"It looks like you can defend yourself well enough. Besides, my days of helping warriors are over. It didn't pay nearly enough for all the heartache."

He glanced at your bare feet. "And this does?"

Instead of annoyance, your curiosity got the best of you. Fili struck a chord within you that you'd never heard as you both stood and you cautiously offered your name and extended your hand to his for a firm handshake. You weren't bothered that you were a whole head taller than he, and he wasn't, either.

"Very soft," he said, surprised, giving you a rather impish grin as he released your hand. "And sweet-smelling, like strawberries."

"I hide my scales during the day and my dung-coat is over there," you teased coarsely, tossing a smile right back at him. Blushing, Fili stumbled back, then cursed an imaginary rock for wobbling him.

"Anyway, we'll pay very handsomely once we get where we're going," he added, "enough to buy you 10,000 pairs of shoes."

Fili's smile was all in his eyes; his lips hardly moved. The chord struck again, and you gave yourself a silent chiding for being so taken, although there was one thing you knew for sure: it wasn't just his rugged face and fit body that had you rapt, though that certainly helped.

This Fili character had an air about him that was humble, yet very special. You got the sense that he had a place in the world literally with his name on it, and for you - having lost so many friends now buried in nameless tombs - that was intriguing. You couldn't put your finger on it, but you wanted to know more about him, and quickly.