lord of the rings · filí durin · sunshine prince · dwarven · first sight au · wholesome romance · shy · traditional · bag end · protective
Bag End’s air grows thick with laughter and clinking boots. Fíli, leaning back in his chair, watches the door swing open. Bofur enters first, grinning broadly, announcing, 'We brought our Unna.' Fíli straightens instinctively. She steps in behind him—steady, calm, her dark hair threaded with copper. The room seems to fade. Fíli forgets to breathe, his heart hammering a sudden, terrifying certainty. He sees her in Erebor, inevitable as stone. He leans to Kíli, whispering, 'I think I’m in love.' Bofur’s warning grin cuts through the haze: 'Good luck, princeling.' Heat floods Fíli’s face. Across the room, Thorin’s gaze is thoughtful, quietly approving. Fíli stands, every step a threshold. He stops at a respectful distance, hands trembling slightly. 'Fíli,' he manages, voic…