#fem!chat nori

[lovers-in-love-around-the-world]

Hallo I have a request if you feel so inclined an Adrian agrest x fem reader where he comes over to study for a project but when he comes in to readers room he sees her room decked out with chat noir merchandise like posters and dolls and she’s like “I’m just a really big fan”

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Omg I love this to be honest! Im a bit rusty on writing and things. So I hope this is good. I'm also sorry if this isn't what you fully want. If it's not I'm super sorry for that too!

Sorry for any of the mistakes I'm not on my computer anymore since it broke so I'm on my phone and will try my best! So enjoy!

Pairing: Adrian Agrest x FEM reader

Warning: not proof read, fluff, writing mistakes, reader is female. If anything else please tell me.

You and Adrian were walking to your guys place. It was raining. You offered to use your umbrella but Adrian said it was fine and that you guys could use his. Since he let you guys uses his umbrella you were going to hold it but once again Adrian said that it was fine and that he could it. Once again, after a bit of disagreement, you agreed.

As you guys were walking you were both coming up with ideas for the project. You had to do a project about the setting and time period that the book you guys were reading took place.

You guys decided to focus on how things looked and how people dressed and acted during that period. Once you guys got to your house you held the door for him as he closes the umbrella and shakes it to get the water off of it.

"You can leave it by the door." You say to him which he nodes and sets it on the wall by the door you guys came through. You then started walking to your room. "I have the supplies we probably will need so then we don't have to go back out in the rain unless we really need something. Also I can ask my parents to get it since they will be heading here in a few hours or so" you explain. He nodes and smiles.

"Okay. That's good. I didn't bring anything but the papers we had gotten" he says and rubs the back of your neck. You smile and nod.

"I was guessing that." You say. You then went inside your room and left the door open for him before going to find the supplies.

When Adrian walked into your room he stopped and looked around. He wasn't expecting your room to be all about Chat Nori. You have pictures, posters, pillows, dolls, and ext. He found it cool that he knew someone liked him enough to deck their room out about him. When he looked over at you he saw you staring at him before smiling and looking away.

"I'm a big fan of Chat Nori. I mean isn't he so cool." You say as you smile big as she looked at one of the posters and then back at him. He then nodes and smiles.

"yeah he is pretty cool!" He says. He did want to tell you that you were talking to him right now but he knew that Lady Bug would kill him and that he needed to keep his identity hidden.

"we'll be better start on the project so then we can get as far as we can before you have to go!" You says and smiles. He then nodes.

You both worked on the project till he had to go. Which he told you he wouldn't mind coming over tomorrow after school to finish it.

But he knew that he, more like Chat Nori, would be seeing you before that.

[askjamessirius]

How many new puns have you obtained?

[noritoshiikamo]

game over

pairing: noritoshi kamo + fem!oc genre: angst tags//warning: established relationship, wild gojo appeared // blood, character death, emotion distress, mention of shibuya  note: the obligatory trio of mine: not well edited, lowercase intended, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it. note that i put descriptions of the characters i write so it would be easier for me, you’re free to imagine the character the way you seem fits! okay listen imma be honest i dont like this part that much dhhdbdjksncjddiem and im sorry if it sucks bcs istg i cant compete to part 1 and 2 of it so IM SORRY tagging @unabashednightmarepizza @sassyeahhhh @dok-ja @sukirichi [bold means i cant tag u idky :( lemme know if wanna be tagged in the next part] read the first part | second part | third part | bonus

few years ago;

“you’re fucking ridiculous!”

“you’re injured, how the fuck is it me that’s being unreasonable?”

she contemplated stabbing him straight to his chest. “i’m fine, leave me alone,” she hissed, holding on to her arm as she tried to limp away. second year jujutsu student noritoshi kamo wondered how the hell one could be this stubborn. with blood caked up on the side of her face, lips busted and bruising in the corner, not to mention the broken arm and probably twisted ankle, he could not understand how one could be this reckless and stupid, it’s almost ridiculous.

but here she is standing in front of him.

“you could’ve let me handle it,” he said, coldly.

she never turned that fast in her life; her limping leg suddenly worked fine as she hauled her ass, throwing both fists to his chest. the force put was enough to threw him back a few steps, he caught her wrists holding her from falling down. “stop acting like i’m so fragile. i can exorcist the curse just fine. you make me hate you so much,” she spitted, pure rage etched on her face, “just because i’m a girl, because i’m your girl, i’m weak. please, i am as good as you are, kamo.”

their faces were so close, he could count the freckles spread on her nose and cheeks. he loves her eyes the very first time he caught glimpse of it; one is a dull brown while the other looks like it carries the secret of the bright blue sea. this time, the eyes he loves looked hopeless, lack of the burning spirit she carried with tears threatening to spill. letting go of a wrist, his trembling hand brushed the hair coated with the blood back, carefully not to hurt her. “i never said you are bad,” he clarified, fingers busy brushing the hair back. his sudden reaction surprised her, and her body betrayed her thoughts as she eased in his arms.

he tilted her chin, his head was panicking as he realised that his brain was no longer controlling his movement as he leaned down and kissed her.

she tasted like blood.

she winced, pain aching on the swollen part and he apologized so quietly as he deepened the kiss. “nori-” her voice croaked as she swallowed his moans. he hummed, satisfied by the kiss. their foreheads rest against each other, the tip of their noses touched as they struggled to catch breath.

“stop being stupid. let me help you okay?”

“okay.”

slipping his arm under hers, he helped her walk, leading them out of the abandoned building they managed to exorcist. nothing major, a couple of pestering level three and four curses that them both handled well but their supervisor missed to tell them about the hiding level two curse that took them by surprise. she had become the curse’s main target.

if she would’ve just listened to him and stay close. he sighed.

“ouch, ouch,” she cried, clutching on her left leg, forcing him to stop. impatient, he slipped his hand under her knees, lifting her up in his arms. she apologized profusely, embarrassed to be such a burden to him. he brushed it off immediately.

“did you call them? told them that we are done?”

she gasped, “wait, i thought they’ll wait for us.”

he huffed, “you’re not that important, y/n. give them a call, please. i want to go home.”

kicking the door open, the moonlight shone on them as he carried her down to the bottom stairs. settling her down on the steps, he sat beside her, letting a long sigh. he watched as she took the call, letting them know that she was slightly injured, and they need to go back asap. she was visibly tired, and he was the same too.

he couldn’t help but to sigh at the way the moonlight enveloped her. he had loved her from the very first moment he caught his eyes on her; she caught him staring, called him out publicly and ignored all his advances. it took him a lot to court her. she’s a gojo, she can have anything and everything with the sky is the limit.

but one thing money could never buy is affection.

it started with little stuffs; noritoshi waiting for her with her lunch readied every day. it annoyed her but momo (who was secretly rooting for him) forced her to just do it. “it’s just a lunch,” momo said sheepishly. noritoshi would have them paired all the time for the missions. she’d accepted it with open heart. noritoshi would also teach her how to weld a bow and shoot arrows. she promised that she would go out on date with him if he taught her.

by the end of their first year, they became inseparable.

the idea of being apart from her hurts him physically and mentally. she took a sharp breath when he laced his fingers between her own, quickly telling the other person on the phone that she was okay. “it was just noritoshi,” she replied with a small laugh. their hands fit each other; his skin contrasted her slightly tanned skin. while his hands were rough from welding the bow and he kept his nail short and clean, hers were slightly softer with her nails painted prettily. this month she had her nails painted in pastel. all the girls’ day out with momo and mai had proven its importance. he was happy to provide her with his black card despite her discontent.

“analysing my hands now?”

he smiled slightly, “it looks very pretty. i guess i got my money worth. are they coming?”

she leaned on his shoulder, his own wrapped around her as she closed her eyes, “they are around the corner. i would definitely need another round this week,” she teased. kissing her forehead gently, he didn’t mind that his uniform was stained with her blood; he was glad that she’s safe.

“i’ll happily take you there.”

few years later;

noritoshi kamo almost lost his mind. the stadium was half destroyed, huge craters on the pitch with the sight of his wife nowhere to be found. he looked up to the black pitch curtain encasing the stadium area from the sky, a curse escaped his lips.

“where the fuck are you?” he grunted, scanning the area.

she is gone, his stubborn little wife. she could’ve just wait but annoyed that their dinner date was interrupted and eager because this was their first mission together as a married couple; she escaped his supervision. as they were dealing with minor curses outside, she decided to head on forward, leaving him to deal with whatever is left. he beat himself inside for letting her come, he could easily do this himself and send her home safely, but she blinked her eyes and he was weak. she always has her way with him.

his step stopped when he realised there was a shadow ahead.

“she’s pretty,” the thing said.

his blood ran cold, “what did you do to my wife?”

the curse let out a laugh. it was sinister enough to send chills down his spine. especially when he realised the head it was stepping on was his wife. her eyes were fluttering back and forth, struggling to stay awake. a howl shocked him, shivers down his spine at the painful whimpers her shikigami making. cursed spirits were devouring it alive, overwhelming it and chewing every part of its body. his wife was too weak to dispel the shikigami; it’s dangerous as the devoured wolf shikigami will drain her cursed energy by a second.

all shikigami linked directly to the owner; everything inflected to the wolf, she could feel it too.

he needed a plan.

hidden in his wedding ring was a retractable knife. he rarely carries blood bags anymore as his power solidified itself. the older he got, the better he was at using and controlling a small steady flow of his own blood straight from the tap. with a clap of his hands, the knife cut his hand enough to send blood shooting like bullets. the blood hit the curses straight to its cores, died out instantly on impact, but the shikigami was beyond salvageable. it let out one last howl, one last goodbye before dropping to the ground, half of his snout gone. she will be devastated, it’s her only shikigami she managed to tame at such a young age, but at least it has stopped the shikigami from stripping his wife’s cursed energy to its core.

the fire burning in his eyes only made the curse laughed. he kicked her body away, spurting blood out of her mouth. she was halfway close to death’s doorstep.

“i will fucking murder you,” he hissed.

“my blood is my power. it’s supposed to rot human, stripping its meat from the bone like acid. however,” the curse nudged her body, “your wife didn’t. humour me, did your blood tainted hers? tell me, i’m curious how.”

“are you going to chit chat because i don’t have whole day.” his blood dripped on the pitch.

the curse grinned, shrugging his shoulder. he kneeled, running his bloody fingers on her cheeks leaving trails of flowers pattern that dissipated immediately, “i’m not here to fight. i’m here to serve a warning,” he looked up to the tensed sorcerer, “for gojo satoru. tell him, we’ll be waiting for him in shibuya.” noritoshi’s face scrunched in confusion.

“we have no business with the gojos.”

“but she is. she could change her name, married you, but it doesn’t erase the fact that she carried gojo’s blood in her vein. she’s the bridge to your two clans. i’m just killing two birds with one stone. ruin the kamo clan’s relationship with gojos and hurt gojo satoru. all thanks to her,” the curse turned his back on him, his laugh echoed as he walked away. the dark curtain disappeared slowly as the ground rumbled. a perfect chance for noritoshi to strike if it wasn’t because of the cursed spirit’s words gluing him to his spot, “oh, kamo, i believe a congratulation is overdue. let me know when’s the baby is due, i would love to drop by personally.”

the pillar holding on to the roof collapsed sending wave of dust all over the place. noritoshi covered his face, coughing as he sucked some in, removing his coat as a shield. the cursed spirit was no where to be found.

“the place is going to collapse! i’ll get the curse, you go get her!”

a voice echoed and he caught a glimpse of blond hair running past him and noritoshi didn’t think twice as he sprinted around the cracks and holes. who was that voice or who was the curse, he couldn’t give a single fuck, he just wants his wife back. he was shaking when he got to her, arms immediately scooped her up in his arms. her chest was raising slowly, blood dripping on the side of her lips as she struggled to exhale.

“you’re going to be okay,”

he told her, but he wasn’t sure if he will ever be.

-

“can you turn down the stupid light, it’s hurting my eyes.”

the voice laughed melodiously, the light moved to the other eye repeating the same thing.

“as you can see, she’s awake, slightly weak, but she should be okay.”

another voice interrupted, “are you sure?” she gasped, excited to hear a familiar voice. “nori?” she called out, unable to open her eyes, relying strictly to her hearing as she reached her shaky hands out for him. “her senses might be slightly off, just let her do it herself,” the woman’s voice noted, and she felt annoyed. how dare you underestimate me, her mind scoffed.

“my senses are fine. see?” she claimed as she held noritoshi’s hand up. he smiled, gently rubbing her hand with encouragement. “thanks, shoko, we are fine.”

“i’ll leave you be then. call me if you need anything.”

she listened to the clacking of shoko’s heels, followed by the door opening and slamming shut. she jumped, but he held her hand tighter, reassuring her that it’s alright. “so why can’t i see?” she asked, confident that they are alone now. she felt the bed sunk a little on the left side, “you were high on anesthesia, i’m surprise you could even move your jaw to speak.” she felt a finger brushed her hair aside, breath loomed on her face and she could feel her own face reddening up.

“are you going to kiss me or are you just going to tease me?” his heart swell up, despite her shaky voice almost made him laugh.

“do you trust me?” his hand cupped her cheek gently.

she nodded eagerly, “always.”

“good.”

his kiss hit her like a waft of fresh air. every kiss felt like a first kiss to her that she couldn’t help to react so eagerly to it. his tongue slipped through her defense, overwhelming her taste buds with such strong taste of iron. it didn’t stop her. she knew what he was doing from start. he peeked a little, didn’t stop a second from kissing her as he watched his blood marking appeared on her face. her hands went up around her neck pulling him closer and he obeyed, deepening the kiss.

heal; his mind commanded.

after a while, she pulled back, being the one to break apart from the kiss first, her chest raising up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. her eyes were wide open now, fluttering lazily as she leaned back on the propped-up pillow. he wiped the corner of his lips, eyes on her as he watched the open wound on her face and arms slowly closed leaving the fresh healed red marks behind. he relaxed when he heard a thank you coming from her, as she checked her healed arms.

“i’m disappointed with you,” he finally broke the silence.

“really?” she frowned. he always does this thing where he will immediately go into lecture mood every time she does something that pisses him off. it’s almost like a game to her as she waited for him to explode, “right now? not even going to wait until i’m discharged. this is a new record, toshi. like shoko said, i’m fine.” he shook his head, “it doesn’t make it right. you always disobeyed me. ignored my orders, going about with your goddamn big head, you could’ve been killed.”

she rolled her eyes, noritoshi is being noritoshi, what a drama queen, she mentally rolled her eyes, “but i’m not,” she pushed her hair back, twisting it easily into a simple loose knot, “i told you, i am not weak.”

“your shikigami was destroyed, your blood was poisoned, 70 percent was already circulating to every part of your vein, i had to beg for the higher up to help purify your blood,” her smile died down. this game no longer feels fun for her. noritoshi was really mad this time. “you think it’s fun and all game but game over, y/n. you need to stop doing this. if you can’t do it for me, do it for yourself.”

“leave me alone, nori, if you just going to nag, please i don’t want to hear it. i’m tired.”

it made him angry that she was taking his word lightly. running his hand in his messy hair, he felt like hauling his head to the wall.

“you don’t understand-”

she slammed her hand on the bed, interrupting his words, “no YOU don’t understand me, i’m tired of you babying me. i’m an adult, i am your wife, stop treating me like a fucking child! we have been married for months, but god you’re suffocating me.”

“i will when you stop endangering yourself. i will stop treating your like a child when you stop acting like one. you’re pregnant, for the love of god!” he threw his hand on the wall. the wall cracked from the force. “i’m what?” she felt the world stopped spinning. she was hundred percent sure that her ears and head were deceiving her. he removed his hand from the hole he made on the wall, his body shaking from the amount of anger building up.

“noritoshi, answer me! what do you mean- i’m not pregnant, i had my period this month.”

“you are,” he shrugged. he felt something hit him in the back; looking down he saw the fluffy white pillow sitting by his feet.

he pointed to the bedside table where a sonogram perched up against a tissue box. she was about to lose her mind. “this is not funny, if this is your mean way of fucking me up because i won’t listen to you then this is just fucking cruel.”

he marched towards him, his hand went down on his chin, forcing her eyes on him, “until you stop playing your stupid games, until you stop treating your life like it’s nothing, until you consider my feelings and my worries, as your husband is valid, i do not exist in your life,” tears fell down her cheeks, “like you, i’m tired too.

“nori i-“

he left her before she could say a word. she broke into sob; her chest was pounding so hard that the blood pressure monitor was beeping. the door burst opened but it was not the face she wanted to see. she was immediately hysterical. satoru managed to hold her wrist down before she ripped the tubes and needles off her arms. “no, no, i want nori. where is he!” she screamed as satoru held her down. “you need to calm down, it’s not good for the baby,” satoru cooed, but she was not having it. he turned to shoko, “her cursed energy is skyrocketing, she’s going hysterical, do something!”

“let me go!”

shoko held out a syringe, “hold her down.”

she screamed, thrashing so rough that she almost slipped out of the strongest sorcerer’s hands. she managed to get a needle out before she felt another sharp pain on her back. shoko pulled the empty needle out and they retreated away as she fell on her butt backward. she was reduced to a babbling mess, her eyes drooped as she struggled to fight the waves of sleepiness hitting her one after another.

“tell him i’m sorry,” she croaked out, before everything turned completely dark.

the blood pressure monitor returned back to normal.

three days later;

“are you still going to ignore her? it’s been 3 days.”

“she needs to learn her place.”

gojo satoru disagreed. he eyed the head of the clan, shaking his head before standing up. he thought he could convince noritoshi kamo to visit his wife, but the man was as stubborn as- huh, her.

“i think she have learned enough, she’s miserable. you’re miserable.”

the man glared at the blonde man child, raising the cup of tea up for a sip. the tea doesn’t taste as good as the way she made it. he left her for 3 days and he found himself struggling to do everything alone. 

he, noritoshi kamo, 23 years old and the head of the kamo family, could not make a cup of fucking tea.

she always said that the best way to make tea depends on how long you let it steep. “too early and you won’t get the right amount of flavour,” she explained, her back facing him as he watched from the counter as she loomed over the stove, “but if you steep it way too long you going to burn the tea leaves and it will make everything taste bitter.” she turned around, a huge smile on her face that made his heart skipped a beat.

he frowned; the tea tasted bitter.

“she’s pregnant, she’s supposed to be crazy. you are supposed to be the wise one. she is going to carry your child for 9 long months, i can’t explain to you how long that’s going to be but she is allowed to be crazy.”

he dropped the cup on the floor when gojo’s hand grabbed him by his collar, pulling him up from his chair.

“now please, see your goddamn wife before i deck you in the mouth.”

“i will.”

satisfied with his answer, gojo’s demeanor changed and he was again the man child they all know of him. noritoshi could no longer focus on the report in front of him; not when his mind is full of her and only her.

would she forgive him? he wasn’t sure.

but he would spend his lifetime making up to her and the baby if that’s necessary.

[alicemoonwonderland]

The Thief’s Jewel - Part Five

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10] [Part 11] [Part 12]

Fandom: The Hobbit Pairing: Nori x Jaida (Orignal Fem!Character) Rating: NSFW for later chapters

Tagging: @atlerion @themissimmortal @insomniacapples(let me know if you want to be tagged)

Nori whistled a casual tune as he walked towards the armory where Dwalin had asked him to come. "Ah! Master Dwalin! May I say your tattoos look really nice today? Got them re-inked?" He smirked at the big brawny dwarf, crossing his arms casually.

Dwalin was sharpening his axes. Grumbling to himself. Huffing and puffing like a child. Disgruntled that he just couldn't get his precious jewel to tell him who had her so smitten. Mumbling a weak 'hello' to Nori when he approached.

Nori frowned a bit as he watched Dwalin. Usually he would snarl at him for his way of talking. "Everything alright, big guy? Something going on with Thorin?" Last thing he needed was the King to go off his rocker again.

Dwalins ears twitched and he lifted his head at the mention of his king. Sighing deeply as he shook his head. "Thorin is fine. Sit." He ordered. Pointing to a seat.

"Woof." Nori mumbled and sat down, leaning back casually as he watched those axes. "So. Whatcha need me for?"

Even though Dwalin accepted Nori, they were almost... friends he supposed, by now, after the quest at least. He hated beyond belief to ask for help. "I've got a job for ya."

"I figured as much. Who do you want me to spy on?" He played with one of his braids, tilting his head a bit.

"I want you to spy on me daughter." He said so quietly. Balin was going to kill him. But he had to know. That was his jewel for Mahal's sake! He couldn't just let anyone go taking her away!

"Daughter?!" His eyebrows shot up so high. "Ya got a kid!?" Dwalin? An Adad? Was he hearing this right? Or was he going deaf like Oin?

Dwalin furrowed his brows. "And what exactly do you mean by that eh?" He growled, gripping his axe tight.

"Wow wow wow, easy! I meant nothing with it. I just didn't know you had a little one."

"She ain't little no more." He grumbled, his shoulders slumping. But he still saw that little dwarfling. Running around as his shadow and making him flower crowns.

"Why do you want me to spy on her? If she's your daughter, I'm pretty sure she has a level head on her shoulders." He frowned as he tried to imagine a female version of Dwalin.

"Becuase. Shes met this, dwarrow, and I'll be damned if she'll even give me a hint at who he is. I just want to know." He flailed his arms a bit. "She won't shut up about him."

"Sounds like your typical lassy in love. Who is your daughter and where can I find her?"

"Which is fine and all. But it's been a bit now and I think its high time I at least know." He sat his axes aside and crossed his arms. "She'll be leavin' between seven and eight this morning. Takin' a walk. Figured you could just stalk the house."

"Yeah I could do that." Nori nodded softly. "But a name would be nice so I can give it to my network so they can keep an eye on her as well."

"I don't want anyone else watching her. You follow her. Find out the dwarrow. Move on. That's it." He said sternly. Practically glaring at the dwarf.

"Alright alright, I'll do it. No worries. I'll find out who it is and tell you. Just don't kill the poor lad."

"As you said, she's got... a good head on her shoulders. Don't think she'd settle for someone. Never so much as been interested before. Despite all the ones that have come for her, for obvious reasons."

"Seems he's quite a special dwarrow then." He mused.

"Well for his sakes he better be. Hate to snap a neck. Been keeping my hands clean lately." He said casually, smirking lightly.

"Oh that's so reassuring. Really feel so comfortable right now." Nori drawled sarcastically.

He chuckled gruffly as he stood, gathering up his axes. "How much is this gonna cost me?" He tried not to flinch at those words. Mahal have mercy on his soul. Asking Nori for help.

"Nothing." Nori spoke softly. "Just helping my friend out. That's all. Just don't strangle the poor lad."

"Mahal this is going to come back a bite me in the arse I can just tell. And what do you care about the dwarrow for?" He huffed.

"I don't. Just trying to keep your hands clean! And don't feel like helping you get rid of a body, thank you very much."

He huffed, muttering a few curses under his breath. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Yes yes yes. I'm going. Sheesh. Have an ale will ya? Or a good massage." Nori rolled his eyes amused as he bounced up.

"I'll have an ale when my duties are done. And my daughter gets home. Not a moment prior. And ain't no one touching me."

By Mahal that dwarf needed something to chill. Maybe he had to ask Bilbo for some of that Old Toby pipe weed. "I'm off now. I'll give you my report when I know more." He waved to Dwalin and started to walk away.

Dwalin grunted his response, watching the dwarrow for a moment. There was something different about him. Very different. He'd really come around since they first set off from the shire.

Nori moved to Dwalin's house, finding a good spot where he could hide and sat down. Crossing his arms and waited. He had a weird feeling about this. Really. Really weird feeling. Tugging on his braid.

His stomach drop to the lowest part of the mountain when he saw who it was that left Dwalin's house. Panic in his heart. No. Mahal. It could not be. But everything made sense now what she had said about her Adad. Mahal...he was a dead man.

Jaida, his one. Singing quietly, the brightest smile on her face as she skipped down the hallway.

He could swear that he could hear the sound of his heart breaking.

Dwalin would never let him court his daughter.

Nori stormed into the tea shop. Rage and panic battling to become the dominate emotion in his heart. He zoned in on his brother and grabbed his arm tightly. "Let's go for a chat, Dori." Nori snarled low and turned to his younger brother. "Ori, be a dear, and watch the shop for Dori." He dragged Dori into the back, slamming the door and just lost it. "WHY IN MAHAL'S NAME DID YOU NOT TELL ME WHO SHE WAS? YOU LET ME LOVE HER AND YOU KNEW!" Nori kicked against a barrel. "You knew! He'll never let me love her. Mahal why didn't you fucking say she was his daughter!" Tears appeared in his eyes. "Haven't I paid enough for the embarrassments be caused you in Ered Luin, and all I've done in the past? Aule, oh Aule, she's my One, Dori! My One and I'll never have her!"

Doris eyes widened as he watched his brother, the pieces starting to click into place. Holding his arms up defensively. "Mahal Nori I'm sorry. You're Erebor's spymaster, and Dwalin aggravator extraordinaire. I told you, you were playing with fire, I thought you were just trying to piss the man off!"

"WELL I FUCKING WASNT OKAY! I may be the damn spy master but why in Mahal's name would I spy on Dwalin! Damn it Dori! I take my job serious okay! I've better things to do than to spy on people who would die for Thorin."

Truth is, he had a new found respect for the captain of the royal guard. He wasn't quite the snobby lord he had assumed him to be, and was actually rather down to earth He seemed to trust Nori now. Not to mention the fact that he was too busy to even go to the feasts that the rest of the company was obliged to go to. He had to keep his eye on potential threats when anything like that happened.

Dori looked on at his brother in terror. His heart clenching and stomach twisting. "I only meant that you know everyone in the mountain. How was I supposed to think you didn't know she was Dwalin's daughter?"

"Oh c'mon! I know I'm an ass and a troublemaker but seriously?! Dwalin and I haven't been best buddies, made sure I stayed away from him during the quest." He punched the wall, his chest hurting so much. "Damn it, Dori! Damn it!"

Dori flinched, knowing that Nori was right. He'd seen Dwalin take swings at royal suitors. Rich dwarves who could protect and serve Jaida forever. And here was Nori. There was no way Dwalin would let him court the girl. He swallowed thick in worry for his brother. Sadness that he assumed the worst when Nori had only been making a true and honest name for himself since the quest.

Nori's face crumbled as there were tears in his eyes. "Fuck you. Fuck everything. I'm fucking done." He choked out, pushing past his brother and stomped out of the shop. He was done with everything. Here he was trying to better himself and he was fucked over. Maybe it was better that he left, go and live a vagrant life again.

Dori squeezed his eyes shut. Choking back his own tears. Mahal help him, what had he done? Dabbing at his eyes when someone came running in.

"Mahals balls Dori what happened?" Bofur shouted. Having been sitting at his normal table in the tea shop.

"Curses Bofur we're all fools." Dori whispered, taking a deep breath before explaining everything that had happened. His words so strained and airy as he tried not to break down. "I didn't know Bofur. How was I supposed to?"

Bofur sighed so deeply. Mahal he hadn't thought for a moment either that Nori didn't know. "It's alright Dori. I'll find him."

Nori arrived at his small quarters, starting to pack a bag. Tears streaming down his face as his heart hurt so bloody much. Taking something out of his pocket and whimpered. He had made her a courting bead. Well. It was pretty darn useless now. He had lost her before he ever actually had her. Damn his brother. Damn the world. Damn Mahal! He didn't even bother to look up when someone burst through his front door.

"Mahal Nori what are you doing?"

"I didn't know something was wrong with your eyes." Nori snapped coolly at his friend. "I'm packing." He put the bead back in his pocket and walked around to check everything to make sure he didn't leave anything important behind.

A frown appeared on Bofur's face. He had about five minutes to fix this if that. Looking around as he tried to gather his thoughts. "And what of Jaida, Nori? I ain't ever seen someone look at another dwarf the way she looks at you."

"It's better for her if I leave. There is no future for us. Dwalin will never allow it!" He growled as he found a few more daggers.

"Don't be a fool. You're her one Nori. That girl is beyond in love with you." He said seriously. She'd be broken into a million pieces if Nori left. "Hey now. That should sway Dwalin well enough. He wouldn't want his daughter to be unhappy now would he?"

Nori froze, looking so lost and scared at Bofur. "Dwalin hates me." Nori spoke weakly. "At least, dislikes me enough to not want me close to Jaida."

"Now we both know that ain't true. You were right up there with the Royals in the charge for the battle. He dug you out in the goblin tunnel. Don't you sit here and tell me that dwarf don't respect you. You'd give your life for the King. And you damned well do it for Jaida."

"It's his child! It's a bit different! Heck, if I was Dwalin, I wouldn't want a character like me close to my baby girl either! He's going to string me up!" Nori groaned and he sat down with his face in his hands.

Bofur walked over and carefully sat by his friend. Raising his hand and placing it on his shoulder, squeezing it softly. "Yeah you've got a past. But that's just it. The past. You haven't been that in decades. The King himself saw that. And you're just slipping back into that if you give up. Sneaking away like a coward. Now that ain't the Nori I know."

Nori sat up a bit, tugging on his braid roughly. "What am I going to do, Bofur?" He asked exhausted, rubbing his face. "How am I going to convince Dwalin not to kill me and to have the honor to court her?"

"Well first you've got to go talk to him. As soon as you can. Hiding from it will only give him the chance to pick more negatively at it. Then we'll take it after that. As it comes. I'll do whatever I can to help."

Nori sighed deeply, squeezing Bofur's arm. "You're a good mate. Hopefully you don't have to arrange my funeral soon."

"Well I know that!" Bofur puffed his chest out. "He ain't gonna kill you. He knows what that'd do to her. But I ain't gonna lie. He's going to take some convincing."

"And how in Mahal's name am I going to do that?" Nori mumbled worried as he got up, looking at himself and grimaced. "Maybe I should change."

Bofur chuckled and nodded. "You shouldn't go in their prepared for war no. Just take the piss. We'll figure out where to go after this."

"Ugh. Give me a moment. I'll...wear something different." Nori mumbled as he moved to his closet and pulled out some clothes, moving to his bathroom to freshen up and change. He'd rather fight a pack of Wargs than going to Dwalin. Or be chased by Wargs. Or fly on an eagle. Heck anything but Dwalin. "I'm going to die!" He moaned as he stepped back into the bedroom.

"I thought Jaida was supposed to be the girl of the relationship." He snickered. Standing up and moving to his friend. "You ain't gonna die. But he's probably gonna knock you around yes."

"Dwalin's form of knocking someone around tends to mean they've a big chance of dying!" Nori growled agitated as he crossed his arms. "Well. Let's get this over with and pray to Mahal he isn't going to put my head on a stake."

"Alright then. I'll wait here for you if you want. Or at the shop. Whatever you need." He said softly. Giving a small smile.

"Shop. Yes. Shop is probably best. Yes yes. Was nice knowing you, mate." He clasped Bofur's shoulder and walked out of his house, towards Dwalin. Praying to Mahal for a miracle.