It starts subtly—Fíli keeps a little too close to you, always there when you need something, always making sure you’re safe. He’s constantly looking out for you, checking to see if anyone’s bothering you, or even just making sure you’ve had enough to eat.

But the moment someone else gives you attention—whether it’s a passing compliment or a friendly conversation—his eyes narrow, and he steps in just a little too casually, as if to remind everyone you’re already taken care of.

His hand brushes against yours in that familiar, possessive way, as if it’s a quiet claim, and when you laugh at something someone else says, he can't help but mutter a quiet, “I can make you laugh better than that.”

He insists it’s not jealousy, though, of course, the entire Company can see it. When someone else’s attention lingers on you, Fíli's posture shifts, his grin faltering into something more serious. He won’t say anything aloud—he never does—but his actions speak louder than words. When the others tease him, he laughs it off, but the heat in his gaze betrays his true feelings.