Rainstorm

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Y/n P.O.V

It had been raining heavily for about 20 minutes and there was no sign of it letting up. The company was on the move. I vaguely listened to the conversation Bilbo was having with Gandalf not far in front of me but I was concentrating on not flinching when the thunder above us clapped. I have always been scared of thunder since I was little, and it has been a phobia that I haven't been able to shake. The next bout of thunder was really loud and I couldn't help the way my body curled in on itself. 

Fili P.O.V

The storm was at it's worse which meant the thunder was loud and the rain was heavy. It was a miserable ride. Everything was wet, there was no chance of keeping the packs dry. I looked over to Y/n who appeared unphased by the weather and grumbled to myself about how inhuman elves could be when it came to weather. But then my thoughts turned to imagining holding her in my arms and feeling her warmth against my chest and on my neck, heating me right through until I forgot what cold felt like. 

As I thought this I was watching her, and a particularly loud and sudden clap of thunder caused her to collapse in on herself. Concerned I rode up to her side and touched her lightly on her arm.

"Is everything alright?" I asked. She nodded without saying anything and fixed her eyes on the back of her horses head. 

"Are you sure?" When she looked at me with those y/e/c eyes I knew. She was afraid of the storm and I wanted to do anything I could to stop that horrible look she had now. I spotted her hand lightly gripping the reins and took it on my own, deciding that was the best I could do for now. She squeezed and I began to rub my thumb in circles on the top of her hand. Y/n let out a breath she was holding and began to speak, "I've always been afraid of thunder," she whispered, "I remember my mother telling me stories about it, she said that stone giants had battles during thunderstorms to cover up the noise," she laughed softly, "I used to hide under my bed and cover my eyes." She touched the pendant hanging around her neck longingly. 

"And now you just try to not be bothered by it?"

"Yes."

"Everyone has fears, it's not something to be ashamed of."

"What do you fear, Fili?" I hesitated for a moment, she looked at me with earnest, needing to hear so badly that someone else feared something just as much as she did, to know she wasn't being ridiculous.

"Drowning. Getting sucked into rushing water and not being able to surface again."

"Really?"

I nod and she smiles wanly. I squeeze her hand one last time before letting go. I don't leave her side until we make camp at the next place. 

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