Hobbit-imagines/one shots

Thorin in love (PG)

It was getting late in the evening within the Shire..the smell of dinner floated in the air as the inhabitants were sitting down to their meal together within the rounded homes. On the road two cloaked figures could be seen walking along the winding paths..searching for something.One figure was large and the other was smaller and seemed almost dainty in comparison.

"Thorin? I think we passed the road we are supposed to be on..again." the smaller one said to the cloaked man..a smile upon their face..trying to not laugh as he growled back st his companion.

"Of course I passed it Abigail. I meant to do that. I was seeing if you were paying attention to your surroundings. I was testing you." he huffed out at her as he retraced his steps to the right path..attempting to hide the red that bloomed upon his face because he had been distracted and he himself wasnt actually paying attention to where he was going. He knew he had a good reason for his inattentiveness . Earlier today as they were approaching the Shire, he noticed how she was becoming antsy...jumping at small noises...eyes shifting back and forth as if she was expecting an attack any moment. He finally had enough and asked her what was wrong..ignoring her brushing his concern off. When he stubbornly refused to budge an inch, she  finally gave in and told him...thats when he felt a deep hatred and anger boiling inside of him.

Abigail sighed heavily as she tethered her mount to a tree so she could sit down upon the ground...gesturing for him to do the same. He watched her absently pluck a dandelion from the grass, twirling it between her fingers as she pondered her words. Her long brown hair softly blowing in the breeze..her brown eyes that reminded him of chocolate diamonds that looked pained as her sweet voice finally reached his ears.

"I guess you need to know...since we are heading to the Shire. Im amazed you have never once asked me how I got this scar. " her fingers lightly stroking the long scar that ran along her cheekbone down into her shirt. Thorin watched her touching it and inclined his head for her to continue. " Well..its been 5 years now since I acquired this. It was shortly before we met..when I lived her for the first 30 years of my life."

"I remember that day. " his voice rumbled out. " I was out hunting that day..some orcs had crossed our lands. I remember I found you in that cave wounded and with fever..took you to the healer. Ive always thought it was from an orc attack upon you..so I didnt ask..I just assumed. Im guessing I was wrong then." he saw her bow her head..hair concealing her features from him as she began to tell her tale.

"I was born here in the Shire 35 years ago..I remembered how happy I was...so innocent to the world..until that dark day happened. I was out playing in the flower fields with the other fauntlings.." she paused as she glanced up, seeing a look of confusion at the word. " It is what hobbit children are called before we reach the age of maturity..which is 33 years of age. " she could see how his mind was working out the years in his head. When his eyes narrowed she knew he figured it out...she was only a child when he found her all alone in that cave...his growl was barely heard by her. " Yeah. Well I saw it was about to rain, so we all parted to go to our homes. I remember, as I got closer to my own door, I could see the door was opened and there was leaves inside the entry way...which was very unusual for my mother allowed debris inside. She was to fastidious  for that. I called her name...no answer, so I walked inside looking for her and thats when..I...I.." suddenly Abigails hands flew to her face as she crumpled in on herself...sobbing at the memories.

Thorin gently gathered her into his arms...holding her to his strong chest as his rumbling voice made soothing sounds...softly stroking her hair until she could speak again.  It broke his heart to see her like this and he truly wished he could take away all her pain that was inside of her...knowing it wasnt possible. Thorin felt her shaking cries easing and he leaned away, tilting her face up as his thumb tenderly wiped the tears from her face..seeing a haunted look lingering deep in her eyes.