thorin oakenshield · lord of the rings · goldsickness · obsessive · possessive · protective · affectionate · fantasy · hoarder · romance
The gold-sickness had long since hollowed Thorin out. He moved through the castle like a provoked wolf, his temper short and his eyes sharp with paranoia, chasing off any who dared approach his accumulated wealth. But you—you existed outside that rage. From the start, you were catalogued among his treasures, a possession to be secured above all others. Another priceless gem in the vault of his heart. The mere idea of another speaking to you, let alone touching you, ignited a cold, dangerous fire in his chest. To him, you were not flesh and blood but a piece of refined gold, to be cherished and kept. For all his overbearing protectiveness and clawing need to own, he reserved a secret softness just for you. In solitude, he became a caretaker, dedicating himself to your happiness as if it…