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You sighed as he decided to ignore you yet again. He was angry of course. He hated elves and the moment he saw you and Legolas together, was the last straw for him. Perhaps it was because you never told him were you would go and he would hear this story one way or another.
Yet it annoyed you as Thorin was jealous of it. You two were just friends. After all visiting was a must when the one who had set you up with Thorin was living with the elves. She was a wingwoman for you and you for her with Thranduil. It wasn’t needed since he was always quite cold with your friend but there were some signs of something brewing up.
It was dark and slowly getting colder as well. There was a big bonfire and the guys were laughing. You enjoyed their company a lot. But Thorin wasn’t smiling at all. He sat opposite of you with a grumpy face.
It wasn’t your fault he jumped to conclusions and thought you and Legolas were flirting, while in reality he was teaching you some elvish in case you ever needed it, knowing that Thorin would never learn it because of the past.
It was understandable but it was just a back-up plan. Perhaps some day they would have needed it and god knows the dwarves wouldn’t need it.
“Thorin? Are you okay?” You asked softly as you sat next to him. This would be a short break on the way before going to the hobbit. All were travelling together only some would later go their own way. To go faster they said. He was ignoring you for a little bit before he talked. “Yes, we are alright my love.” There was a misschievous glint in his eyes, You should have known there and then.
“Yamurmâ!*” He said and everyone began packing their stuff. It was fast and soon the walk began again. There was a lot of laughing and smiles, it felt good to all be back together again.
You and Thorin had been together for years, it almost felt like you knew him since your childhood. But truth is you met him when you were out in the woods, just an human adult. You were tracking a beast with some of your hunting skills your mom had taught you. It was a boar, an adult and by the size of the footprints, bigger than most. Perhaps it was your own stupidity to not check if anyone was around.
All those men were around the boar as it turned to each side, to find an escape. But those people were not humans but dwarves. A soft sound left your mouth but they didn’t seem to notice as they were teasing the beast. Untill it had enough and ran. It was sliced by all kinds of weapons, blood pouring out of its wound. It was horrible to see. An animal for food should be killed of quickly to not feel any pain.
And such the beast ran for someone who wasn’t playing that much of attention. “KILI!” One of the dwarves let out in a panic. You breathed out and relaxed your arm as you prepared to end the suffering of the beast before hurting anybody. Then as you breathed out once more, you let go of the string and the arrow whizzed through the air, planting itself in the beasts heart if calculated correctly.
The boar fell to the ground, sliding for a bit before stopping in front of the dwarf that had been called Kili. “Nice shot Fili.” He gulped and looked around. “That wasn’t him.” A low voice said and you made eye contact with the dwarf. You presumed he was the leader, his eyes were cold as he held eye contact, his voice low.
“Perhaps I should introduce myself, I am (y/n) who just saved your ass and please don’t taunt your next prey like that. They may be animals but” You said while walking towards the boar. “They deserve a painless death.” You pulled the arrow out of it’s lifeless body. “Keep it, I have no use for the boar.”
Needles to say, Thorin was suspicious and you being quite curious was something that brought you closer… eventually.
“Taradmizu.*” Thorin whispered and you blushed slightly. “ Aktibi zûr sakhafi.*” You sighed and looked around. Too many people were around to act on it. “Is this the punishment I get for you being jealous?” You asked softly. It would only embarress you further if they even heard what you and Thorin were saying in their secret dwarven language.
“Satthiye mushug.*” You looked to the sides, trying to cool yourself down and not think about what things he had said. “You better stop it while we are with the other Thorin.” He just looked so smug, you could just tell even from only seeing the side of his face. “What have I even done to deserve this.” You let out and rode a little bit faster.
Kili and Fili had already left the group. Just like Bifur, Bombur and Bofur. Only 7 dwarves, Thorin excluded, remained. Soon their way would part. “Sasakhabiya abnâmul.*” The heat creeping up was getting back worse and worse.
“You’ll be a dead man when we are alone Thorin, I will kick your ass.” You said teasingly to him. “I know you can fight well, but remember who has more experience here.” You snorted. “Skills can overcome experience~” You said in a sing songy voice. “Would love to see you try, my love.” He said smirking.
A day has passed and you remained with your loved one, Balin and Dwalin. Soon they would leave as well. A small fire was almost burning out.. “We will set out soon after the meat from out hunt has been cooked.” You nodded and began to think. “Has Gandalf marked our meeting place yet?” Thorin nodded. “Yes, he has, we are a 2 days away from it, we will be there soon and then we shall our thief.”
Balin had left so the trio stayed. “I wonder who we will have to help is? Will it be a warrior or someone sneaky. I think sneaky would be the best.” You let out. “Yes lad, that way we can use them as bait or some sort of distraction to get out throne back.” Truth be told, you were worried for whoever would have been marked by Gandalf. Perhaps they had a family or someone to leave behind. Would they even agree with the contract the dwarves had prepared.
“Iztoz osh rost ubas dîtmod kab dust em alod mëklul*” You had enough of this dirty whispering inside your ear, his beard a bit tickeling on your back. “Harkulul! Nê azrali d’ aklut nidarinkhadi!*” You said loudly, causing Dwalin too look back to you two. “Perhaps you two should speak in this language, I do no favor the thought of other people learning the excistence of our secret language.” He huffed out.
Soon he left you as well and you and Thorin had a chance to really talk it out. No punishment. No meddeling. Just you and him.
“Tell me, why are you doing this Thorin, I like these compliments but for you to talk so dirty to me in the company of your brothers.” He took a deep breath. “You were hanging around a lot with that elf. Legolas. I do not like the Elves, they left us to die the moment we needed them in the battle.” Yes, you had heard the story of how the elven king, Thranduil had left them to die, glancing before retreating.
“Well I can’t visit my friend there, she is way too busy as she is very important, the only way I can see how she is, is by talking to her son who I can see every now and then. I know you despise those elves but not all of them are bad. Not every child is like their father or mother.” He hated how you were right. He didn’t want to admit he was jealous.
“You know I would never do anything with an elf, when i got my husband here, with an handsome face and the best personality a woman could wish for, oh so mysterious~” You teased to lighten the mood. And it worked as you saw him crack into a smile.