Middle Earth Oneshots + Imagines

Fili - Blame

You are walking through the halls of Erebor, going about your duties, when you suddenly bump into someone. You almost fall, but they catch you just in time.

You look up to thank your savior, but when you see his face, your words are caught in your mouth.

Fili, Prince Under the Mountain.

"Prince Fili! I am so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." You're apologizing profusely, but he just laughs.

"Don't worry about it. I wasn't paying attention. It was my fault." Your eyes widen at the words.

"No, it wasn't your fault. It was mine." You're too busy trying to take the blame to realize his arm is still around your waist from when he caught you.

"I can't let you take the blame, Miss... what's your name?"

You clear your throat. "It's (Y/n), but I can't let you take the blame either. It really was my fault."

He sighs, but his face tells you he's amused more than anything. "How about we share the blame? You take half and I take half. Sound fair?"

You smile sheepishly and bite your lip. "Sounds more than generous, Prince Fili."

He chuckles. "It's just Fili. I don't like titles." You nod and he continues speaking. "How about to make up for my share of the blame, you have dinner with me tomorrow night?"

You grin and raise an eyebrow. "And what do I do to make up for my share, Fili?"

He looks suddenly nervous. "Well, you could always just agree to go out with me tomorrow. That would be more than enough payment."

Your cheeks are ablaze with blush, and you nod your agreement. "I think I can do that."

Fili smiles at your words. "So, tomorrow night, 7:00? Meet me here?"

"Here, as in the middle of the hall?"

He laughs. "Yes, here."

"As you wish."

You and Fili seem to become aware of his arm around you at the same time. He blushes and withdraws. "I'll see you tomorrow, (Y/n)." And with that, he goes on his way.

You turn and stare after him, your jaw hanging open. If a date with the Prince Under the Mountain is a payment for blame in Erebor, you decide you quite like management under King Thorin and his nephews.

You smile and go on about your business, wondering what to wear for your date with Prince Fili.