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“And….Up!” You cheered as you scooped Fili from off the ground, swinging him up in your arms and into the air, holding him up and spinning around. Fili’s face lit up as the young dwarrow erupted into giggles, eyes shutting in glee as you spun him around the sitting room.  

“Ups!” Kili tugged on Thorin’s pant leg, no longer amused by the book that his uncle was originally reading him, now demanding to have the same fun as his brother. 

“Ups!!” The small dwarrow spoke more urgently, getting upset with the lack of quick response by Thorin. 

“Aye, aye, I heard you,” Thorin chuckled, setting the book back on the shelf before Kili was also scooped into the air, the two boys being swung around. 

“Down we go,” You spoke dramatically as you dropped your arms so Fili swung low to the ground, “And up!” You cheered, laughs coming out of you as the giggles of Fili became infectious. 

“And back to aunty!” You pulled him close to your chest, Fili clinging to your neck as you spun him close to you, hugging him against your form. After a few minutes of spinning and maneuvering the young dwarrows, you and Thorin brought the boys to the dining table.

“Lunch?” You asked them, your grin seeming permanent as Fili fought to stay in your arms, but eventually dropped his clingy behavior in favor of playing with a wooden toy sitting on the table from earlier play time. 

“‘Unch!” Kili echoed, nodding feverishly with wide eyes. 

“Pumpkin soup?”

“Umpkin-oop!” He cheered, warming your heart as you pressed a kiss to both their foreheads before exiting into the kitchen. 

. 

After lunch had ended, the boys succumbed to their drowsiness, laying on the floor together with blankies and their stuffed animals curled into their arms. 

Sitting on Thorin’s lap in the big armchair by the fireplace,  you sighed happily as Kili rolled onto his tummy and pushed his stuffed bear against his face. 

“You know,” You spoke softly as to not wake the boys, hand drifting to your belly, “Moments like these make me yearn for one of our own,” You leaned your head against Thorin’s shoulder as he absentmindedly rubbed your thigh. 

“Aye,” He agreed, feeling soft as his two nephews slumbered. “Not now, but one day,” Thorin said almost absentmindedly. 

“One day?” You sounded confused, knowing the two of you were in your prime now. Truly, if you had it your way the two of you would already have had a child. Already being married for over two years. 

“I wish for my child to grow up in the same halls I did,” Thorin spoke simply, imagining his own little dwarrow babe crawling on the smooth stone floors, growing into a young adult shadowing him to take over the throne one day. 

“Thorin,” You sighed, already have argued many times over trying to reclaim Erebor, especially after seeing his grief of losing his family during the attempted reclamation of Moria. 

“Âzyungel,” Thorin replied, ever the stubborn one as he pressed a kiss to your temple. 

“Our lives in the Blue Mountains are temporary, I do not want to uplift our child’s sense of stability half-way into their upbringing and thrust them into something foreign,” Thorin reaffirmed his reasoning. 

Sighing through your nose, you nodded, leaving Thorin’s lap in favor of going to Kili, adjusting the blanket over his shoulder and pressing a kiss to his hairline. 

“Lukhudel, please do not be upset,” Thorin could read you like a book as you moved to collect the toys up and put them back in their respective places. 

“I’m not upset,” You whispered to him over your shoulder, freezing in your movement when you heard Fili shuffle to settle into a similar position like his brother. 

“I’m just disappointed, there’s a difference.” You murmured, knowing if Thorin had his mind set on something, not even Mahal could change his mind.

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“What’s this?” You covered your mouth as excitement began to bubble in your chest. Thranduil had set aside the two of you to have a nice lunch in the gardens, and towards the end he brought you to another section of the garden where this little fellow was napping. 

“I no longer wanted you to feel lonely, since I do not get to spend as much time with you as I used to,” Thranduil reasoned as you crouched down to watch the sleeping pup, a look of adoration on your face. 

“Thank you,” You replied earnestly, not knowing what else to say as the animal began to awaken due to the noise. 

“Hello little one,” You cooed as it stood up, stretching before wagging its tail and running up to you to smell and lick on your fingers. 

“It’s so sad that dogs don’t live for very long,” You murmured, already feeling yourself grow attached as you began to give the puppy head scratches. 

Thranduil crouched next to you, holding his own hand out for the pup to smell while the other placed a comforting hand on your back- thinking your statement was out of fear of being lonely once more. “Do not fret, I will ensure that you aren’t lonely again, my love. I will find you another should this one pass.”

Nodding, you fought the urge to laugh at the irony, “In that case, would you consider me a replacement for your former wife then?” 

He paused, not speaking as you got the attention of the puppy onto you once more, now giving it belly rubs as you cooed at it. How could he have been so foolish? Noticing his silence, you turned, a confused look covering your face. “What’s wrong?” 

“I never knew you felt that way,” He murmured, a serious look on his face as he dragged his gaze from the grass to you. 

“Thranduil I was just–”

“I didn’t marry you because I was needing to replace my wife, or because I was wanting to have a wife again I–”

“I know, Thranduil,” You pulled a hand away from the puppy, reaching out towards him and holding his hand gently in yours. 

“I was just teasing, my love, I didn’t think you’d take it so seriously.” 

Thranduil visibly relaxed, but you could see the seriousness still hid behind his eyes as he nodded at you, bringing your connected hands up to his lips so he could press a kiss to the back of your hand. 

While you may have said you were teasing, he was already devising a plan on how to make it up to you. To show he married you because he loves and cherishes you. Not letting his thoughts pull him from reality, he let a soft smile take hold of his face as you resumed playing with the puppy. 

“What will you name them?” 

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But since you said that and your requests are still open, could you, please, write one post-sex fluff with Fili? Last night in Bree, before Fili has to go to Bilbo's and set on the quest, he wants to bide his kinda secret (Kili knows, but the 'lovers' are yet to come up in conversation with anyone else) lover goodbye...? Neither is crying, but when he leaves the inn, it still tastes bitter-sweet.

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“I didn’t know what I wanted from the future,” Fili’s voice broke the after-sex silence as you two laid in each other’s embrace. Neither of you had moved since you met your peaks and snuggled up under the blanket. You knew you had to clean up eventually, however, you didn’t want to move as you realized this may be the last moment you share with him. 

His hand was warm as it encased your own, thumb rubbing on the back of your hand in soothing circles. 

It was just the two of you in this moment, no sneaking from prying eyes of Dis and Thorin, no fear of having to separate in case someone knocks on the door. Everyone else in the inn had gone to bed, and even if they hadn’t, the room was reserved under a pseudonym, no one could know it was you two. 

The only sounds were the fire crackling in the background and the occasional groan of the trees outside as winds pushed and pulled on their branches. 

“Didn’t?” You replied, voice barely above a whisper as to not shatter the tranquility. An unspoken question in your reply- what changed?

“Yes…Didn’t. I didn’t know what I wanted from the future but then I met you,” His words drifted off as his unoccupied hand cupped your cheek, tilting your face towards him. 

“Ever since then, all I think of when I think of what I want from my future is you.”

“Oh Fili,” You slipped your eyes shut, clinging onto the sensation of his hand cupping your cheek and for a moment tomorrow was not a thought. Tomorrow wasn’t an expectation nor reality, just a fleeting nightmare. 

“I love you,” He spoke so softly, it was almost hard to hear. “I love you with all my breaths,” He leaned in to press his forehead against yours. An act of love and connection. 

“And I love you, Fili,” You opened your eyes to stare into his, the cerulescent oceans of his eyes were something you could stare at for hours, if time would let you. 

The two of you fell into silence once more as you stared at each other, trying to imprint the other into memory.

Once upon a time you had hoped that at the last moment he would tell his uncle he couldn't go, to admit to the world the love he shared for you. But no, that was selfish to think of and to want as you know how important this quest is to him and to his family. 

“Please be safe,” This time it was you who broke the silence, rubbing your nose against his as he kept your foreheads gently pushed together. 

“My heart couldn’t bear it if you got hurt,” Or worse, you thought but didn’t speak it as he adjusted his position to press a kiss to your lips. 

Usually his kisses felt vibrant, exuding love and excitement to be in your presence. But this time it felt almost woeful, like he was grasping a way to hold onto you whilst knowing he had to pull away. 

“I will do my best, my love,” He reassured when he pulled back, not moving very far as he kept himself as close as he could to you. 

“That’s all I can ask.” Those were the last words you two shared as the two of you fell into a deep slumber. You wished to have said more, however, not wishing to taint this last moment with sadness you curled into his embrace even further, his heartbeat lulling you. 

-

As the morning sun rose and spilled in through the inn window, you awoke. Turning over, you reached out to Fili to grasp onto him, the sheets warm and cozy, almost lulling you back to sleep. 

However, as your hand fell upon coldness, you were brought fully into reality. You examined the rumpled fitted sheet, clear that he had slept there, but the blanket and top sheet were wrapped in you. He had tucked you in as he left. 

You grasped the pillow he slept on, the smell of him still lingering. As you brought the pillow under the blanket to hold onto like it was him, you let out a shaky breath as your eyes slipped shut and you deeply inhaled through your nose. With your eyes shut, it was almost like he was with you. 

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“I’ve heard by a wee birdie that you were in a love storm, elf” Gimli teased, sharpening his ax by the fire. 

“I think you’ll have to elaborate a bit more on that, dwarf” Legolas smirked, the teasing tone in their conversation clear to everyone.

“Oh you know, your courtship.” 

“How did you know about that?” 

“I’ve got eyes, I may not be an ‘all-seeing-elf’ but I do have them nonetheless.” 

“I haven’t even finished making the moonstone clasp for Tauriel yet, how do you know I was planning to ask to court her?” Legolas was genuinely confused, he had been tight-lipped about this for weeks. Not wanting anyone to find out and tell Tauriel before he had the chance to properly ask her. 

“You mean… You and (Y/n) aren’t courting?” 

“Why in the name of Valar would you think that?” Legolas’ voice sounded horrified and you could only imagine his face. Riddled with disgust for the thought of courting someone so low. You were no former captain of the royal guard, that’s for sure. 

Taking a step back, you flinched when you felt a branch snap beneath your boot, drawing attention from the two males, halting their conversation. 

“I...I’m sorry,” You gasped out, struggling not to drop the intricately carved bow with it’s matching quiver. Arrows held inside of it, created by hand. Your hand. 

“I didn’t mean to interrupt.. I’ll t-take my leave.” You finished, feeling tears building in the back of your eyes. Tossing the bow and quiver to the side you hurried away as quick as you could without breaking into a run. Once you were far enough, you rested against a tree, tears slipping past your eyes as you broke into sobs. 

All this time, you thought he accepted your courting. All this time you thought he was going to be yours. 

“I’m such a fool…” You whimpered, your chest heaving, your heart clenching as you covered your mouth to keep your sobs from escaping. He obviously didn’t know, and you didn’t want him to know this was the cause of your distress. 

“You are such an idiot.” Gimli stated after a few moments, both of their eyes locked on the quiver and bow that were now laying in the dirt. 

“What did I do?!” Legolas swirled around to look at Gimli, bewilderment on his features. Gimli shook his head, a frown tugging down his features. 

“For being a part of a race that is so smart and magnificent, you really are stupid.” Gimli chuckled sadly, “She’s been courting you for months, and you just now noticed.” 

“S-She what?” 

“Braiding your hair? Cooking you dinner? Repairing your quiver when it broke, helping you find the best spot for when you’re on watch?” Gimli reminded Legolas of all the things you’ve done for him to try and prove that you were the perfect woman for him. But he was so blind. 

“And now--” Gimli looked behind Legolas. “A freshly carved bow, with what looks like the words ‘forever yours’ carved into it. And a matching quiver to boot…” Gimli was protective over you, after all this time you became like his little sister. 

“All this… To find out you were wanting to court someone else? The lass is heartbroken. That’s what you did.”

“I-- I never knew.” Legolas put his head in his hands, pondering on what to do. 

“How could I not see,” He chuckled sadly, turning to look at the bow that was on the floor. He had no idea how to make it up to you. Picking up the bow, he felt a frown tug at his lips. ‘Forever loved and cared for…’ He recalled the meaning of presenting your beloved with a bow and quiver. 

Your nose was stuffed and bright red, your eyes still watery. “‘Tis no one’s fault but my own.” You told yourself, lightly smacking your cheeks in an attempt to pull yourself together.

“(Y/n)?” Legolas called softly, not wanting to startle you. 

“Y-Yes, Legolas?” You looked up after wiping your eyes, putting a smile on your face, not wanting to imagine how pathetic you looked in his eyes. 

“I don’t really know what to say,” He trailed off as he sat across from you a good distance away to make sure you were comfortable and could leave at any time. 

“-I never knew you felt this way about me.” 

A sad laugh left your throat, “Yes… I realize that quite well now.” You refused to meet his eyes as you stared at the dirt underneath your fingernails, from carving his bow. 

Before he could respond you sniffed, looking up to the sky before finally meeting his eyes. Feeling your resolve threatening to crumble, you chose to speak quickly. 

“I am a fool, simple as that. I should have known you didn’t understand what signs of courtship were outside of elvish ones, I should have asked you if you understood the implication of letting me do things such as braiding your hair but… I wanted to keep myself wrapped in the comfort of seeing you smile when I would show you the courting gifts…” 

Sighing you fiddled with your fingers. “I heard about the importance of establishing your care in a relationship in elvish culture, and thought ‘what a perfect way to show my care than to make you a bow’...” You felt tears build up in your eyes again. 

“I’m so sorry,” You finished, giving him a weak smile. “I shouldn’t have assumed…” You tried to explain, only to shake your head. “Doesn’t matter now. I wish you the best with Tauriel, she’s a lovely woman so I’ve heard.” 

Pushing yourself up from the ground you turned to leave, Legolas’ flabbergasted face now permanently imprinted in your mind. Before you could get too far, you turned, a fresh tear staining your cheek on its way down. 

“Could we still be friends, Legolas?” You questioned, hope bubbling in your stomach. 

“No,” Legolas’ voice was firm, causing your heart to crumple and drop into the pit of your stomach. 

“Oh.. A-Alright then,” You couldn’t hide the heartbreak on your face as you nodded, “I understand.”

“I cannot be your friend when I’d rather be your beloved.”

Whipping your head around, your eyes were widened in shock. Legolas wasn’t on the ground anymore, but standing tall in front of you. 

“You don’t mean that,” You shook your head, a sad smile on your face, “Just a moment ago you were talking about making a moonstone clasp for Tauriel,” Disbelief in your tone wasn’t hard to miss as Legolas strode over to you, his hand cupping your cheek.

“I couldn’t believe that you were trying to pursue me, how could the woman of my dreams want me?”

“What about Tauriel, you wanted to give her a moonstone clasp?” 

“I want to give you my moonstone clasp… My father has been pressuring me to settle down soon, to prepare to take over the kingdom so he can sail with our kin to the Undying lands. I thought--  thought that it would be best to fulfill his wishes instead of clinging onto hope.”

“I don’t think  your father would be too keen on you settling down with me over Tauriel.” 

“He was never too fond of Tauriel to begin with... “ Legolas shook his head. “Why does it seem like you’re trying to convince me to not love you?” 

His thumb brushing over your cheekbone was causing your thoughts to blur together. Inhaling deeply you sighed, “I just don’t want to pursue this only to feel pain again…” Legolas heart broke at your words, moving to press his forehead against yours. 

“I will spend the rest of my life making up for being so blind, if you’d let me?” 

“I’d like that,” You mumbled, opening your eyes to meet his as he gave you a soft smile. A smile tugged at your lips before you could stop it as he pulled you into his embrace. 

“Give me time, I will make you a moonstone clasp that will never break. I will prove that your love has not been misplaced in me.” Legolas vowed, enjoying the way your body molded to his in his embrace. 

“I will hold you to that,” You mumbled into his chest as he rubbed your back. 

Gimli grinned from a few yards away, resting his arm on his ax. 

Does love make one a fool? Or do only fools fall in love? Gimli couldn’t tell you. But he definitely knew these two fools were definitely in love.

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“Where’s (Y/n)?” Kili demanded, the feeling of losing his One overwhelming him as Bofur’s face turned grim. “We haven’t been able to find her.” 

“Where have you not looked?” 

“We have been searching everywhere, Dale was the last place we haven’t searched.” Bofur explained, a frown settling deep on his face as Kili felt tears rush to his eyes.

“No… She must be somewhere.” His tone was convincing, mostly trying to convince himself to banish the thought of you laying in a pool of your own blood, crying out for him in your last moments.