How would members of Thorin's Company (particularly Thorin, Bilbo, Fili, Kili, Ori, Bofur and Dwalin if that's not too much) react to their s/o being a Poet and Scholar, and one day they read their s/o's journal and find out their s/o writes really pretty and well-written love poetry about them? And how would they react when they're s/o gets all embarrassed that they found their love poetry? Thanks so much, I hope this isn't too weird an ask!
Thorin
He knew you wrote having seen you carry a journal before but he had no idea it was about him. Secretly he wished to know especially since you always cover up the pages when he walks by but he didn’t want to invade your privacy
He found your journal lying open next to your stuff one night almost beckoning him to read it and in his case curiousity killed the cat. He thumbed the pages reading all your elaborate confessions of love towards him he was stunned at how much you confessed to your journal
Thorin had never felt more loved and he couldn’t help his heart melt he knew whilst reading your raw emotions scattered across the page that you were the one for him if possible he loved you even more, a genuine smile grew across his face
You on the over hand went all kinds of red quickly snatching up all the book and turning your back to Thorin clutching it to your chest like it was a sacred artefact you felt embarrassment wash over your body like a tidal wave you felt stupid leaving it out so openly for anyone to find and exploit
Thorin quickly spun you around to face him clutching both his arms around your waist and kissing you as deep as possible words could not say how much he loved you, he pleaded you to let him read on confessing how much he enjoyed your writing showing you how much he loved you with many deep kisses
Bilbo
Oh lord he’s a blushing conflicted mess he feels bad for having caved and feasted his eyes upon your personal feelings but if it didn’t make him feel like the luckiest hobbit in Middle Earth your writing was enticing
In all honestly he was so shocked he never knew you were so raw, so talented weaving words together as if they were meant to be all along if you wrote books any man could bet they’d be sat proudly in his bookcase, spines cracked from constant reading
When you walk in and find Bilbo reading every little word you were too shy to confess out loud you almost fell head first into the door frame from pure horror you feared you were already overbearing now what would he think
Bilbo jumps up stammering a list of excuses that unintentionally jumble together to form a mass of unintelligible words hot red blush crawling up his neck peaking at his ears. In his panic he drops the book pages flapping wildly
However he does manage to stammer how lucky he feels to have you and how talented your writing is becoming bolder in his movements he tugs you to him trying to convince you to write a book and finish your journal
Dwalin
He can’t help but find his cheeks tint a soft shade of pink he knew what you and him had was special and rare but he had no idea you loved him to no end. Dwalin felt sometime stir deep inside of him a smile growing evidently on his face the more he read
He found himself chuckling at the deep emotions you poured out onto empty pages but in all honestly he could’ve wished for no other, you were so unfathomably fluent with your words Dwalin found himself sinking into the depths of them
By the time you found him he was already far past the centre of your poetry knowing you were there yet being to absorbed he kept reading you wished he just flipped to a random page and read a few lines yet you couldn’t remember a time when you saw him so wrapped up in a book
Eventually he turned to face you his chest rumbling with silent laughter upon seeing your face turn completely red. You were barely looking at him having hung your head in humiliation. Dwalin couldn’t help but ask how you never told him you had such a way with words
Looking up you were met immediately with two strong arms easily raising your feet a few inches from the floor. Dwalin typically wasn’t overly affectionate but your confessions of adoration and love sparked something deep within him he hushed you reciting a line of your poetry to mirror your confession you knew he was the one
Fili
He loved you more than life before but upon reading your elaborate, detailed confessions he knew he wanted to praise you in all the love his heart could bare you had seized his heart before and now you set about the same path and succeeded
If he acted like he didn’t know that what you wrote was personal he did the job good service but upon each delicious poem he felt himself fall deeper into your realms of literature usually he found no pleasure in reading but the way you combined words to enhance the meaning captivated him
When you walked in on him reading your journal like it was an old favourite book you didn’t even have time to be embarrassed or explain or even react in any way, Fili had attack hugged you lifting you off the ground and pressing kisses upon your face
His grip never faltered he wanted to show you how he loved you the same you loved him whispering I love you’s into your ear as if it were his life line. You were pleasantly surprised if you had known Fili would’ve turned into a cuddly confessing softie you would’ve left out your journal sooner
For one in his life, Fili felt right about something not one fraction of regret went near his mind when he looked at you, your feelings were the truest form of love any man could be blessed with he pleaded you to write he’d give anything to absorb the words you wove upon a page again
Kili
He teases you relentlessly constantly flicking through the pages in front of the company so you can’t snatch it away, holding it above your reach, reciting a line to fit in perfectly with the conversation he finds it so cute how you try to cover the blush crawling up your cheeks
That being said he does let you know how much of his heart you own in his childish yet endearing ways. He’ll hold you against his chest unwilling to let you go for hours on end gently kissing your face and neck while reading the beautiful words woven into such simple pleasures
Once he found the poetry was about him he knocked the air from your lungs wrapping you in a bone crushing hug crashing his lips upon yours pleading you never to leave his side since he loves you so much. Kili went so soft and adorable all he wanted was you
Your journal quickly became part of Kili’s life whenever he was missing you he read the journal, whenever he’d lost hope he read the journal, whenever he needed a reminder of how much you loved him he read the journal, he always kept it on hold and god forbid anyone who tried taking it your poetry was his most valuable object
Your confessions drew you closer together your trust in one another as a couple grew immensely and the affection Kili gave you was in the most loving and true form it could ever get some nights he would beg you to read him a verse while you combed your fingers through his hair until you both fell asleep
Ori
He gets so flustered it was a complete accident he was just walking along and spotted an open journal that had never seen before and took a look inside he didn’t expect to find pages and pages of poems about him although he only read a sentence out of respect
Ori was willing to never bring it up in conversation only to keep it in his mind he felt awful having invaded your privacy however you walked in just as he was closing your journal going a deep shade of red purely wishing you remembered to hide it
Ori stumbled over his words dropping your journal in surprise stammering I’m sorrys and desperately trying to explain how it was all an accident in his haste he leaned down to pick it up at the same time you did effectively knocking your heads together
After you had both calmed down you confessed that your poetry was indeed about him, that you couldn’t put into words your love for him and didn’t want to seem overbearing so you took to pouting your heart out into a journal that you kept hidden from everyone else
Ori wrapped you in a firm grip assuring you that no amount of your live could ever even begin to deter him from you. Ori proclaimed his love for you was in fact just as strong and he too didn’t want to seem overbearing both of you having overcome an obstacle in your relationship
Bofur
His smile was so big he could’ve sworn the entire universe could see it he was astounded at the depths of your love towards him he wanted to cry out to all of Middle Earth that he had the best most loving woman he could ever have asked for
It was him that went to you somewhat aware that you had intended to keep it secret but he couldn’t help but want to hear what you had written pour from your lips instead of pages he wanted to know exactly how you felt about him it made him rather giddy
When he saw you cover your face with your hands and red creep up your neck he chuckled to himself gently prying away your hands so you could see the genuine affection and adoration in his eyes when he told you how he loved you more than the words in your journal
Occasionally he teased you over it in good spirit playfully saying how you couldn’t get mad at him since you loved him so much referring to your journal or how he placed his hat upon your head reciting a line for one of your poems that made no sense to the situation yet made you smile all the same
Bofur can’t help but smile whenever he sees you even when watching you from afar lines and words form your poems flood his mind making it hard for him to think straight and a big smile that never fails to make you feel warm inside grows on his face