The Hobbit Imagines IV

Imagine a note from a secret admirer

Imagine from thereandbackagainimagines; Imagine getting a note from a secret admirer in the Company to meet you at some place private. You assume it Bofur's, who has been winking at you, but it turns out to be Thorin. (I changed it to Balin. I know there aren't many people who think of Balin that way but just read this :) )

Before I say my final goodbye I have decided that I want to try and write some more imagines. Just to say thank you. I just wanted to say that so that it is clear :) ^^

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"I swear it happened Bilbo."

The hobbit simply shook his head. It was only the twentieth time you tried to convince him today. "(Y/N), I am quite sure that you are just seeing things. Bofur treats everyone that way" he explained. Bilbo bend down to gather some more firewood.

"Just listen to me. Bofur has been winking at me for weeks now. I don't care how nice a dwarf can be you don't go around winking at everybody." You followed Bilbo's lead and gathered more wood. 

The hobbit stopped to think about it. "I suppose that is a little weird" he admitted.

This was the opening you had been looking for. "You see. The first time he winked at me was when he gave me a plate of food. Why would he wink at me for that?" 

Bilbo walked around a bush. "Because he wants you to enjoy the food? That one isn't that weird" Bilbo said. He already felt less sure that the dwarf was acting strange. A few months of traveling with the company had taught him not to be surprised by anything the dwarves did.

You shrugged. "I suppose so. But then he winked at me again when he asked I was alright. You know, after almost getting roasted above a fire." Bilbo never talked about the trolls so you figured it was you who had to start that conversation.

He only hummed in response. "Oh look (y/n)! We can make hazelnut soup tonight!" he said excitedly. 

You followed his voice to find Bilbo putting down his collected wood to gather some hazelnuts. "I don't think Thorin will take to it kindly when he hears you were collecting hazelnuts instead of firewood" you said matter of factly.

Bilbo shrugged. "I don't think Thorin will mind after he has tasted my soup tonight" he said thoughtfully. He got up with his arms filled with hazelnuts. "But back to Bofur. You were saying?"

"Yes, I almost forgot. The winks." You gathered Bilbo's wood in your arms and followed him back to camp. "He also winks at me whenever I sit down around the fire. And just when I am about to fall asleep he winks at me too!"

Bilbo laughed loudly. "That doesn't sound suspicious. My mom used to do that too when I was younger" he said, dreaming off. "Tuck me in until I was sixteen."

You looked up in surprise. "Your mother tucked you in until you were sixteen?"

The hobbit stuck his nose in the air, his eyes closed. "My mother loved me. We were very close when she was still alive" he explained.

"Anyway, that may all be a good reason for his behaviour. But what would you say when you read this letter?" You dropped the wood on the ground, getting the letter from your pocket. Teasingly you waved it around in front of Bilbo's nose.

"If you want me to read it you should just give it to me" he said annoyed. Bilbo took the letter from you and read it;

Dear (y/n),

This may come unexpected but I want you to read this.