One Morning in Laketown...
FĂli x OC Tullaina
Requested: no - requests are closed atm, this was written by me, for me
Warnings: awkwardness, pining, what is that ending though, this is not smutty 18+ but there is some morning excitement going on with FĂli fyi - also, I donât know what pacing is so yes this feels rushed and unfinished (no pun intended)
Summary: Tullaina is cold, and KĂli thinks itâs the perfect opportunity to help his brother out. At least, that was the plan.Â
Tullaina fic timeline: between Slippery When Wet and When in Mirkwood - during the QuestÂ
Word count: 1.9k
A/N: Iâm alive! After almost 7 months of not being able to finish anything, I managed to get this out of my system. Did anyone ask for this? Of course not (no oneâs waiting for OC content) and even I donât know where it came from, but the idea kept bouncing around in my head so I had to write it down.Â
This was supposed to be a little haha fic about FĂliâs morning wood poking Tullaina but then somehow I dragged fluff, inner turmoil and a dash of angst into this to even things out I guess. Bon apĂŠtit!
Also yes, we can all acknowledge that Iâm still bad with titles.Â
Laketown was grey, wet and cold. Even though the bowman had warned them it wasnât a comfortable place to be, Tullaina had expected something a little more⌠dry.Â
The smell of rotted wood and mold hung heavy in the air as they settled in his living room, irritating her nose and throat and keeping her from taking deep breaths. But Bardâs house was a safe haven, at least for now, a chance to catch their breaths, fill their bellies and dry their clothes, so she shouldnât really complain .
A warm and hearty dinner made the Companyâs good spirits return, and with the mountain now within their reach and their strengths returned through food and rest, the room was filled with excited chatter and laughter.Â
Tullaina sat with her back against the wall, knees pulled up to her chest and a knitted blanket thrown around her shoulders, watching their merrymaking with tired eyes.
Sigrid had suggested sheâd sleep in her room, thinking she could use a little privacy away from her male companions, but Tullaina had politely declined. After what happened in Mirkwood, there was no way Thorin, FĂli, KĂli or any other member of the Company would let her out of their sight, not even for one second. And she felt the exact same way.Â
As the night progressed, one by one the Dwarves laid down to rest on the hard wooden floor, using the provided blankets and throws and whatever they could find to sleep on. Tullaina quickly followed their example, absolutely exhausted after their escape from the Mirkwood dungeons and travelling to Laketown, with FĂli and KĂli joining her not long after.Â
But sleep didnât came as easily as she would have wanted. Despite the room being packed with Dwarves and a Hobbit and a still smouldering fire in the fireplace, she couldnât seem to get warm. The humid air and the cold had crept into her tired bones, her toes were numb and every inch of skin was prickled with goosebumps. She couldnât stop shivering, no matter what position she tried to sleep in.Â
After what seemed like hours of endless tossing and turning, Tullaina rolled onto her side, double-downed and clenched her eyes shut, wishing for warmth and sleep to come at last.
âEverything alright?â FĂli whispered, having noticed her shivering form. He was careful to keep his voice down, not wanting to wake up any of the others. But judging by their loud snoring, it would take a lot more than a hushed conversation to wake them up.Â
Tullaina pulled the knitted blanket a little tighter around her, and nodded. âJusâ c-cold, is all.â
FĂli reached out and covered the hand that clutched her blanket, easily enveloping it in his own. âMahal, youâre freezing!â
On her other side, KĂli turned around so he could face them. âYou want my blanket?â
âN-no KĂli, I swear Iâm f-f-fine. You need your own b-blanket.â
âTulls, youâre clearly not fine, I can feel you shaking. Are your clothes dry enough?â FĂli asked, patting down the blanket to see if it turned damp. âSeems okay to me.â
âI told you Iâm f-f-fine, Dwarves are warmblooded, Iâll warm up eventually,â she tried to reassure them. If only her teeth would stop chattering so she could actually try to get some sleepâŚÂ
âThatâs it!â KĂli yelled, immediately shushed by his brother, âdonât give me that look Fee, no one heard me. But Tulls is right, we are warmblooded. Thatâs what she needs, body warmth!â
âSo what do you suggest?â
âIsnât that obvious? See, thatâs why Iâm the smarter one out of the two of us. Fee, you need to share your blanket! Let her sleep against you so you can share your body warmth, sheâll be fine in no time and then we can all have a good nightâs sleep.â
FĂli froze, immediately catching on to what his brother was trying to do and he opened his mouth a few times to say something, too stunned to speak.Â
Tullaina tried to ignore the stab in her stomach when she realised FĂli was mortified by the idea of sleeping under the same blanket. She didnât understand, there had been lots of times during the Quest and back home where theyâd cuddled close to each other, and for Durinâs sake, when they escaped Mirkwood that morning he couldnât let go of her, his arm firmly wrapped around her waist for hours after, so why would he be so against the idea now?Â
âItâs fine, I-I can share with KĂli, I donât mind,â she quickly suggested, trying to break the awkward tension.
âBut I do!â KĂli protested quickly, âno offence Tulls, but I know youâre a heavy dreamer, Iâm not looking to be kicked in the shins. Or worse.â
âNo, no, itâs fine,â FĂli stuttered after he found his voice again, âIâm sorry Tullaina, of course Iâll sleep with you-âÂ
Both Tullaina and KĂli watched the colour drain from his face as his brain caught up with his mouth. They stared at him with wide eyes while FĂli prayed that the inside of Bardâs house was dark enough so no one could see how flushed he was. âI mean- I donât⌠Thatâs not⌠I- Iâll shut up now.â
He moved closer towards Tullaina, close enough so he could throw part of his blanket over her but still keeping enough distance between their bodies so his mother would be proud of him.Â
âIs this okay?â he asked with a hushed voice, âI can move if you want.â
âFĂli, itâs fine, donât worry,â Tullaina hummed, instantly relaxed by the extra warmth and comfort radiating from him, and she could feel her eyelids getting heavier by the second.
âNow that everyoneâs settled and comfortable, can we finally go to sleep?â KĂliâs voice sounded from behind them, and FĂli muttered a good night in return. He noticed Tullaina remained silent, her breathing already evened out. The shivers had stopped, but FĂli still pulled his part of the blanket off of him and covered her with it, keeping none for himself.Â
*
It was still early when Tullaina woke up, feeling well-rested and warm. She could hear soft snoring right next to her, and as she slowly opened her eyes, she was greeted with FĂliâs sleeping figure. Their noses almost touched, they were that close to each other and she could feel his breath brush her lips with every sigh.Â
Even though the room was still shrouded in the nightâs darkness she could see the outlines of his face perfectly. His long nose, his moustache braids she knew he was so proud of, the lines around his mouth and eyes - the ones she could read like a map, every little skin crease depicting a different emotion, a different meaning behind them - now smoothed underneath the promise of a safe night. Her fingers twitched, eager to stroke the stray hairs out of his face, his usually well-kept braids untangled, a reminder of their flight from Mirkwood, making him look more like KĂli than he would have wanted.Â
She shouldnât.Â
They were about to reclaim Erebor, their long lost home and it would change everything. But it was their home, not hers.Â
They were actual royalty for Mahalâs sake, and the closer they came to ending their quest, the more she realised that she was going to lose them. She didnât belong in their world, or at their side. She, an orphaned daughter of an Ered Luin seamstress and a miner, had no place beside the throne. When everything was over and settled down, she would make the journey back. Alone.Â
After all, princes didnât make friends with commoners and they certainly didnât court or marry them. They would forget her soon enough.Â
Tullaina sighed and turned on her other side, wanting to put as much distance between them as she could. She shouldnât think about her goodbyes just yet, they had a dragon to slay first.Â
Before she was able to inch further away, FĂli grunted and draped a large arm over her middle, pulled her closer and pressed his broad frame against her back. She froze at the sudden proximity and tried to fight her initial reaction of melting into him and folding her arms over his. What would the others think if they woke up and found them like this? Spooning?Â
But those concerns were quickly pushed to the back of her mind when she noticed something else, something very prominent and very much awake.Â
She knew what it was, she wasnât a little pebble anymore, but knowing about it and feeling it pressed against your butt were two totally different things.Â
FĂli would probably die of embarrassment if he knew and Tullaina was sure she would be right behind him at this point. She tried to carefully squirm her way out of his arms, without waking him up, but his hold on her was too tight. In any other situation she wouldâve been flattered, excited even, knowing that he didnât want to let her go, but now she wished she had accepted Sigridâs offer.Â
All her wiggling and squirming to get away only made it worse and FĂli more excited. There was no other option but to wait for him to wake up, hoping none of the others would do so first.Â
And for once, luck was on her side because a few minutes later, FĂli started to stir. Tullaina patted his arm softly and whispered his name, trying to get him to let go before he realised what kind of predicament he had put them in.Â
FĂli heard the slight panic and worry in her voice and wrongfully assumed there was danger looming. In an instant he went into full protective mode and pulled her closer against him, tightening his hold on her, shielding her body with his own. He groaned and bucked his hips involuntarily as Tullainaâs body made contact with his hardness, and thatâs when he realised to his horror what was going on.Â
He immediately let her go, his body jolting back as if sheâd burned him. By doing so, he bumped into a sleeping KĂli, who was up in a second, startled by the sudden action of his brother. The yelps of both princes alerted Thorin, who was usually a light sleeper, whose movement woke Bilbo and in just a few seconds, the whole Company was awake.Â
FĂli scrambled to his feet, muttering apologies as fast as he could, not knowing where to look. Tullaina was just as mortified as him, and trying to escape the questioning looks of everyone she quickly excused herself, mumbling something about helping Sigrid with breakfast, even though none of the Bardlings were awake yet.Â
KĂli and the others watched her dash out of the living room, but no one dared to comment. Thorin eyed his nephews carefully, but decided to let it slide for now. If it was important, they would come to talk to him eventually. Â
FĂli was still panting and beet red when KĂli came up next to him.
âThat went well, didnât it?â he commented, as they watched everyone getting ready for breakfast, the previous scene already forgotten. Â
If looks could kill, the youngest Durin prince wouldâve died on the spot, twice. FĂli muttered something about needing some air and stomped out of the house into the cold morning air.Â
KĂli sighed heavily and pouted his lips, looking at the pile of blankets on the ground.
âAnother good plan gone to waste.â
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