So this my very first fanfic EVER! So please be nice . And if you don't like it then you are in the wrong section. I ship Thilbo and this will be and eventual mpreg!
Hopr you enjoy!
A hobbit. Of all things a hobbit is distracting him. Thorin was completely at a loss as to why a creature like this was the reason why he couldn't concentrate on a word that Dwalin was saying. The Halfling was sitting close to the fire and talking quietly with his nephews. This should not have been significant to him but the light blush on the hobbits cheeks from Fili and Kili's teasing was enticing. Very much so. Ever since Bilbo Baggins had saved his life he had seen him in a whole new light. The Halfling was adorable and innocently seductive. And it was Thorins undoing.
"Thorin, is everything alright?" Dwalin had stopped his rambling about the map and noticed he did not have the kings attention.
"What, oh yes I am fine." Looking away from the hobbit, trying not to make it obvious he was staring. It didn't work. Dwalin saw it and just smirked at him.
"Are you going to court him?" Dwalin asked still smirking.
Thorin looked back at the hobbit laughing with the rest of the company. "He does not return my feelings." He said and looked away, suddenly feeling dread spread through his chest. He could not see how Bilbo would ever return his feelings. Especially after the way Thorin had treated him throughout the quest so far.
"Do you know that for certain? Have you told him?" Thorin shook his head "then you do not know for sure."
Did Thorin dare to hope…