Little Hobbit Imagines

Buttons (OriXreader)

Warnings: 2nd hand embarrassment, slightly nsfw, and awkward nerds in awkward situations.

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Night had fallen as you and Ori sat on a small red couch in the back of the library you worked in.

"This is for you, Y/N" Ori said, as he held out a cloth wrapped package. You accepted it with an amused albeit confused smile and asked, "What's the occasion?"

He blushed and shook his head, "No occasion, I just thought you might like it. I noticed your old one was almost full." You slipped off the soft lavender cloth and gasped lightly. Inside was a beautiful leather bound journal embellished with an intricate pattern encircling a dwarvish script you weren't familiar with on the front.

"It's beautiful, I love it!", you exclaimed, "Thank you Ori." Setting the book on your lap, you wrapped him a tight hug. He laughed softly, visibly relaxing at your approval of the gift. After you released him from your embrace, you turned your attention back to the gift. You found yourself tracing the gold leafing embossed on the front and asked, "Wherever did you get it?" Ori blushed and picked at his sweater as he answered, "Actually I made it, well I had a bit of help from the toy maker down the street, but I designed the cover personally." You gasped and a knowing smile found its way to your lips, "Is that what you've been drawing during our lessons?" Ori nodded sheepishly.

"Then I love it all the more," you smiled before nudging him gently with your shoulder, "But I have to ask, what's the writing on the cover say? I'm afraid I don't recognize the dialect."

"I know, that's why I chose it. Not many people here do," he said as pleased smile danced on his lips before he added, "It's a secret."

"A secret? Won't you tell me what it says?" You asked, scooching closer to him, your knee brushing against his. Ori glanced down at your touching legs, but still shook his head, "Not yet, it's a surprise for later."

You pouted, taking his hand in yours, "why not? What's the surprise?" Ori shook his head again, "I know what you're doing, Y/N, it's not going to work this time." You lowered your chin and looked up at him through your lashes still pouting, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You're trying to rile me up so I'll tell you what it says!" He said accusingly, "But let me be the one to tell you, it's not going to work this time."

You pretended to gasp in offense but still end up smirking, "I'd never. When have I ever tricked you like that?"

Ori snorted, "Which time?" He laughed as he remembered one moment in particular, "Do you not remember the time you convinced me to help you find that hair bead you lost, forgetting to mention that you lost it in the river. We ended up missing the entire lesson planned for that afternoon."

You smiled at the memory, but added, "As I recall, the only reason we missed the lesson was because you decided to knock me over. I had to get even."

"I tripped and you know it." He argued.

You giggled, "Maybe, but you were still a bit too dry. I was helping."

"You tackled me and I nearly lost a boot!" He exclaimed, wiggling his foot for emphasis, "Its a wonder nobody saw it happen."

You laughed and a mischievous smile spread across your face, "What? You mean like this?" That was the only warning you gave before attacking.

"Y/N!" Ori exclaimed as you pushed him over and leapt on top of him. With a triumphant laugh, you began tickling him mercilessly. Ori laughed and squirmed about beneath you, half heartedly trying to stop you as he pleaded, "Stop! What if somebody sees?"