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The carriage bounced over the rocky terrain. My breathing deepened as I attempted to calm my nerves. Hands clasped together on my lap, my eyes scanned over my father and my friend. Both reading books of their choosing. Bilbo was something about calming anger and (BF/N) was my book on Khuzdul. Laughter from outside the carriage caught my attention my gaze turned to the small town of Dale outside the wooden, horse-drawn, piece of transportation.
The buildings soon turned into dust as visions of fire filled my vision, my heart speeding. I heard the screams and mournful cries of hundreds of young. Clenching my eyes closed I hoped to rid of the feeling. Everything seemed to stop, and just as everything from reality seemed to slip away, there was a tight grasp on my hand. My eyes sprung open and I turn to the source of the grip, my eyes meeting (BF/N)'s.
"You okay?" She asked, I nodded in response, knowing if I opened my mouth all that would come out would be whimpers. Before (BF/N) could question me further, the carriage stopped and Bilbo opened the door. Following suit, me and (BF/N) stepped out from the confining woo and into the line of sight of the mountain and its residence. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, my eyes fell on the large mountain kingdom of Erebor. Before anything was said, a bag of coins was tossed at my face, catching it before it fell to the floor, I sent a glare towards my friend.
"You were right, it is breathtaking..." She said, I laughed slightly before a voice drew in my attention.
"Welcome to the land of our Fathers!" The booming voice of Thorin made a smile sneak onto my face. We walked towards the three men of the Durin line. Once standing in front of them, Thorin wrapped his arms around my father in a bone-crushing hug. I laughed at the pained noise that escaped my father's lips. Low chuckles gained my attention. Turning towards the two dwarf princes I hadn't seen for two years. Fili looked more mature from when I had last seen him, the young air to the throne's facial hair had grown out and become more distinctive. IN the intense study of his newly matured face, I noticed a slight colour form on his cheeks behind his beard. I followed his gaze to my flustered friends. I giggled, shaking myself out of my head and back to the real world. My eyes focusing on the dwarf prince in front of me. My hands reaching out to Kili, my fingers running over wolf necklace i threw at him during my departure from Durin those 5 years ago. As my eyes scanned over his mature face, his face free of most facial hair except his scruff, my mind filled with the memories from the time spent together throughout those months spent together. I opened my mouth slightly to speak before Kili's cold, rough lips crashed into mine. A small moan escaped my lips, hands to his chest whilst his held onto my waist and thread themselves through my hair. His scruff slightly tickling my cheeks and chin, a small giggle escaped my lips. Confused from the noise Kili separated the passionate kiss to give me a look of concern.
"what's so humorous, Amrâlimê?" He asked his hand against my cheek, rubbing my skin with the pad of his thumb. My heart thudding against my chest, as his words made me hazy. His voice deeper and rougher than I remembered, making me go into a haze. Closing my eyes, I leant my forehead against his
"Nothing, I missed you is all," I said, "and you're inability to grow facial hair," my laughter increased when my eyes opened and I found him glaring at me. The voice of Thorin cut our reunion short
"Lady (Y/N), Lady (BF/N)," he said walking over to us as me and (BF/N) separated from Kili and Fili's embraces, to address the Dwarf King, "It's a pleasure to have you gracing us with your presence during this time," a smiled made its way onto Thorin's face, I laughed at the formalities
"Thorin, I never knew that you reclaiming the throne would turn you into such a formal fart," I said laughing, a scoff came from the Dwarf king in front of me as (BF/N), Fili and Kili's laughter joined mine.
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Shire's Sweetheart (Kili X Reader)
FanfictionYou're a third Dwarf, Hobbit and Elf, you were abandoned at the door of Bilbo Baggins and became his adoptive Daughter. You help out everyone, everywhere in the shire, the sweetest heart there so you were given the nick name 'Shire's SweetHeart'. Bu...