How would Thorin, Fili, Kili, and Dwalin would react if the reader did a gesture to them (which is actually a courting tradition for the dwarves such as sharing her portion of food, cleaning their weapons, or braiding their hair, etc) but of course sheâs not aware of this & she just wants to do something nice?
Hi! Thanks for sending this in. The misunderstanding of dwarven courting customs trope. My one true weakness (thatâs a lie. I have many). Sorry itâs taking me forever to get through stuff. Iâve honestly been so exhausted lately and I donât know why.
Members of the Company reacting to you accidentally performing a courting ritual with them:
Fili wakes up one morning, pushing himself up from his bedroll and blowing his hair out of his eyes.
On this morning, his hair is more unruly than normal and it absolutely refuses to cooperate.
You see him struggling and begin laughing to yourself.
Finally he huffs and throws himself back to the ground, his eyes shut in frustration.
You take pity on him and step over to his spot, pushing him back up and sitting behind him.
He sits completely still as you take a section of hair on the side of his head and begin to braid it back. Then you do the same to the other side, tying the two braid together when youâre finished.
He canât breathe. Itâs too much for him and he doesnât want to ruin this moment.
Then you tell him that youâre all done and you get up and go back to packing up the camp.
Acting like nothing happened. Acting like you didnât just completely destroy this dwarf.
He knows that you donât know the meaning of your actions, but still, his heart soars as he runs a hand over the braids.
Thereâs a small part of him that hopes that even if you donât understand what this means to him, you still have the same feelings for him that he has for you.
Itâs late and the company has just finished eating the dinner that Bombur prepared.
Kili is tired, so he lays by the fire with his head in your lap, listening to the others telling stories and singing songs.
Youâre so engrossed in the stories, that you donât even notice that youâve started to play with Kiliâs hair.
His eyes slip shut because itâs so soothing to him. Heâs almost asleep when he feels you start to twist the strands together.
His eyes shoot open and heâs trying to see exactly what youâre doing without moving his head too much.
Youâre not even looking at him as you braid a small section of his hair, the movements second nature.
Heâs grinning and his mind is racing.
Completely forgets that you donât understand dwarven courting customs and gets so excited.
As soon as youâve finished the braid, heâs sitting up and leaning forward to smack his lips to your cheek.
Youâre shocked and rightfully so. He was supposed to be sleeping, not kissing you.
Then it all comes crashing down on him and he pulls away from you, his face red.
You stare at him, pure confusion on your face as he stutters out what he hopes is an explanation.
Then you smile and heâs left with the hope that you may love him as he loves you.
Youâve stumbled upon some very well made throwing knives in a troll cave.
Theyâre too heavy for you, but theyâre so beautiful that you donât want to leave them behind, so you decide to gift them to one of the company.
You choose Dwalin because you think heâll appreciate them the most. Also who doesnât just love Dwalin?
So you stumble out of the cave and look around for your favorite dwarf.
Heâs talking to his brother, not far off from the entrance of the cave.
You saunter over, tapping his shoulder and smiling up at him as he turns around to face you, something of a smile on his face when he sees you.
But then he frowns as you hold the knives out to him.
âI thought you might like these.â
Dwalin only stares between you and the knives and you grow more nervous as no one says anything.
He knows what gifts mean, specifically weapons, but he also knows that you have no idea what youâre doing, so he canât accept them.
You wonder what youâve done wrong, but Balin assures you that youâve done nothing wrong as he smiles to himself and nudges his brother.
âThatâs a lovely gift, Y/N. Donât you think so, brother?â
Dwalin grunts out his response and with one more nudge from Balin, he takes the knives from your hands.
You smile at him again and he feels butterflies in his chest.
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