An Unexpected Fanfiction: The Hobbit & LOTR One Shots

Drunken Mistakes

Just a little somethin' I whipped up last night :D (Consequently, I am now very sleep-deprived)

Type: One shot

Pairing: Female (Hobbitess!) Reader x Kili Durin

Hope you like!

Ugh, my head is swimming and aching so terribly. I don't really want to move, although I can feel light on my face. Reluctantly, I wrench open my eyes and give a groan as the sun, much too bright and cheerful, shining through the window of this small room. I must have drunk way too much ale and wine last night. I shake my head ruefully at myself as I slowly sit up and steady my whirling vision. "Albe, you lightweight fool of hobbit," I scold myself. It takes me twice as long as a usual morning for me to dress myself, and to do my hair? Pah! I won't waste the hour I'd assume it would take to put it up. Instead, I just brush it well and leave it hanging down my back.

I rub my eyes and splash my face with water to rid my cheeks of their ruddiness. I suppose I'd better face the day. The latch of the bedroom's door seems unnecessarily complicated to my slow-moving mind and I mutter a few curses at it as I step into the narrow hallway of this Laketown inn. Down the stairs and out the door I go, bumping into a fisherman passing by as I step onto the platforms connecting the buildings of the water-built town. "Sorry, sorry," I apologize and he just shrugs and replies, "It's fine." I take a deep breath, smooth down my blouse and begin wandering Laketown in an attempt to find my comrades, the rest of the Company of Thorin Oakenshield, of which I am a proud member.

It takes me only a few minutes before I spot Fili heading into another inn and I call to him with a wave. He turns and seems to startle at me, then speedwalks toward me and pulls me onto an abandoned dock behind the inn as I wonder at the negative expression on his face. "What troubles you this morning, Fili, son of Dis?" His voice is low as he replies, still frowning, "Last night's festivities." I smile breezily. Surely nothing too terrible could have happened. "Did Dwalin drink too much ale? Or Thorin, perhaps?" Fili shakes his head, not even granting me a hint of a smile. My teasing manner fades as a seed of worry grows in my mind.

"Albaline, it was you who was drunk. Very drunk." I sigh and rub my temple with two fingers. "I suspected so... I've got a throbbing headache and I've been greatly craving water ever since I woke." Fili nods gravely, glancing out at the misty lake. "You, well, you became rather... wild. Daring." My cheeks flush. "Oh, by my hairy feet... What did I do?" Although I mostly don't want to know, I understand it's best if I do. Fili opens his mouth to speak, but then closes it, looking away from me again.

"Fili?" "Nothing publicly embarrassing," he starts and I release the breath I hadn't even realized I was holding in. "But..." "But what?" The sense of dread returns. Fili forces himself to meet my gaze, his expression one of dead seriousness. "You left the room with Kili late in the evening and didn't return." My cheeks flame scarlet and my hand flies up to cover my mouth. My heart speeds up and I'm rendered speechless. Was I really that foolish? Fili lays a comforting hand on my arm and shakes his head, able to easily tell what I'm fearfully thinking of. "No, no. Kili- Kili told me everything that happened, all of it fidel." 

I look up at the clouded, grey morning sky and release a shaky sigh, highly relieved. But it seems there's more to the story, as Fili goes on, "I think you should know, as it seems to me you don't remember. Could I tell you what my brother described to me?" I nod twice, clasping my hands tightly in front of me. "You led him to the rooftop balcony of the Reedswept Inn and bade him dance with you. The music was distant, he said, but you danced together anyway. Once the music was done, well..." He trails off, cracking the first smile I've seen on him today, and I inquire as to what happened next. Fili chuckles and gives me a knowing look.