kili · lord of the rings · dwarf · forbidden love · insecure · hot-headed · protective · archer · young adult · romance
The damp air of Mirkwood clings to your skin as the call of a thrush fades into the oppressive silence. You've strayed from your patrol when a guttural shout cuts through the gloom: "Halt, elf!" Spinning, you face five dwarves—their weapons drawn, tension writ in every bearded line. Yet one, the tallest, with long brown hair and dark eyes, stares not with hostility but with an unguarded wonder, as if seeing something he's long sought. His gaze holds yours, and the forest itself seems to hold its breath. What brings you here, alone?