Hobbit-imagines/one shots

HAIRY CUSTOMS

Song: Hair, from the movie- Hair.

It was dark outside of the mountain of Erebor..the land was settling in for a peaceful slumber...inside the mountain a great feast was going in celebration of the King Under the Mountain's engagement to  Lady (Y/N), Dale King Bard's younger sister. King Thorin met the young woman back in Lake Town ,before Smaug came down from the mountain to set the poor, derelict watery town ablaze, where  she had recently moved to so she could help her older brother Bard in taking care of his children and him. When the company of Dwarves had forayed into the Bowman's home she was the one who found dry clothing for the wet men to wear...it was then that she met the proud and honorable dwarf king, Thorin Oakenshield. As she handed him a faded blue shirt for him to wear their fingers brushed , sending a electrified jolt along her skin making her eyes jerk up to gaze into his intense blue gaze...both knew in that moment the other felt that spark within. His countenance relaxed from his angry and sullen look into one of gentleness as he smiled at the young woman offering him the dry shirt...she felt her heart race at the sight of that smile and when he spoke to her she knew her heart was lost to this Dwarf who would later on lead his people to victory over the vast goblin and orc army that dared to invade and threaten the land of Esgaroth. 

Thorin had almost paid the price for freedom of his people by nearly succumbing to death from a grievous wound that was inflicted upon him by his ancient enemy, Azog, during the fight but (Y/N) proved stronger than death when she walked into his tent where he laid upon a bed withering away and cajoled him...( more like annoyed him) into living again. She refused to let him die as she arduously tended to his wounds as he griped, hollered, and grumbled loudly...he even at one point confessed his love for her, but she assumed that was the wound fever talking at that time. Once the fever passed and he was strong once more she made to leave him to his people, prepared to never see him again for she was a daughter of man and he was a son of Mahal..believing he would never truly want her, but he halted her departure and once more laid his heart bare to her. Thorin's words of how he cherished her gentle ministrations while caring for him in his time of sickness, how her beautiful and nurturing nature charmed him so...there was no way he could help from falling in love with her...her beauty, her strength, and her tenacity won him over like no woman...dwarf, human or elf..ever had before in all his years. He proclaimed his desire to court her there in that tent along the edges of the battlefield and she accepted for she knew in her heart he was the only man to walk the face of Middle Earth who completed her like no other could. They both kept their courtship a secret for a while for they both agreed to wait till Erebor and Dale were more habitable and stable to support their people which took a year and a little bit of help from Thranduil the Mirkwood King until finally both kingdoms were safe and secure for both people...that is when they both announced to all about their desire to join in matrimony soon. 

So now here sat (Y/N) , along with her brother Bard,next to Fili, Heir Prince of Erebor, at the large table watching dwarves mill about the floor with tankards of ale in hand in celebration of their King finally going to settle down with a spouse of his own. As some passed by her, they would bow before moving past and slugging back some ale from their large cups where the golden liquid would spill from the corners of their mouth and down into thick beards that were beautifully adorned with masterfully crafted decorations of various styles of metals. As she sat there looking at them all her mind began to wonder if there was a meaning behind all that hair...the way they stroked it reverently..the way they postured around each other , proudly displaying it...it all must mean something..right? She wanted to ask her fiancee Thorin but he had to leave the room for a few minutes to deal with something that came up...so the only person she felt comfortable enough to ask was Fili. So slowly she leaned over, trying to be as discreet as possible, and asked him about it.