you had just locked up Thorin’s company, shutting down his idea of reclaiming his home to a dragon as you walked the Dwarfs to their jail cells. Now under the roofs of Mirkwood, you could tell them what to do or not. You shoved a Blond dwarf into their cell before taking the next dwarf to his.

with a hard shove, you push him into the dark of his cell. this was Kíli, the youngest of the company aswell as the tallest. The dwarf turned around before pleading. “Arnt you going to search me?” he begged with puppy eyes batted to you. “I could have anything down my trousers” his question loomed in the air for a moment, something about this dwarf had you.

he was cute—and he knew it.