December approached fast, and Thorin was busy preparing for your trip back to his family home. He had booked the tickets, packed your bags, and made sure he had enough anti-nausea medication for you, for the whole trip.
He had taken every step to make sure you had everything you would need for this trip. He planned everything down to the last possible detail, including a ring in his left pocket.
"Thorin? I'm ready to go." Thorin grinned and shoved the small box into his luggage, where your prying eyes couldn't find it, and then he tugged his luggage off the bed.
"I'll be right there." He pulled his luggage behind him and left the room, coming to stand in front of you.
You sat on the couch, your growing bump poking out of your shirt. Every time Thorin saw it, it made him smile and made pride flow through him. You were carrying his child, something he never thought he'd have a chance to have.
He always knew he had a soulmate, but he didn't think he'd meet them at an age that still allowed to have children. Never in his wildest dreams, did he picture his soulmate being younger than him and able to have children.
"How are you feeling today?" He kneeled in front of you and placed his warm hand on your growing baby bump, his eyes lighting up.
"The anti-nausea meditation the dr gave me really helps. I'm nervous about flying though." Thorin was too. He didn't want to fly, until after he had cleared it with the dr. Before that, he planned on taking an extra week off and driving with you.
"The dr. says you're fine to fly." His hand still rest on your bump, and he smiled as the fluttering began in your belly.
"I know. I'm just nervous." Thorin's eyes scanned every inch of your growing baby bump, deciding that your bump was the cutest thing he had seen. Ever.
"Our child.." Thorin smiles and leaned in, his lips brushing against yours softly.
"We're going to be late." As Thorin pulled back, he placed his hands on your cheeks and brushed his hands over your skin.
He looked deep into your eyes and a soft smile crossed his face. You were his future. You and this child were his future. You were his soulmate, and he wanted to spend every waking moment as your husband and the father of your child.
Thorin was a smart man who knew may truths. He had a good education and had been teaching at a good university for years. But the greatest truth he knew, was that you were the best damn thing that had ever happened to him, and he was irrevocably head over heels in love with you.
Your nerves were getting the best of you. But you had made it through security, and to the boarding gate before you felt really scared. The dr. had cleared you to fly, and that was great, but the closer you got to the plane, the more scared you became.
"We're ready to board." You stood and looked at Thorin, your carryon in his hands, and your tickets in yours.
"I'm a little scared. To be honest I'm terrified. I hate flying any other time, but now that I'm pregnant, it's even worse." You saw Thorin shift the carryon to his other hand, and then he grabbed yours and brought your knuckles to meet his lips.
"I'll be there the entire time. Beside you the whole way. So just try to relax." You nodded and followed Thorin to the flight attendant taking tickets. You handed the tickets over, and when she gave you the go ahead, you walked down the boarding ramp.
"My sister is excited to see you again. She's been asking when you're coming back. You really made an impression on her during the dinner." You licked your lips and waited as Thorin placed the carryon in the storage above, and then motioned for you to sit.
"I'm glad she's past the first time we met. That was the most awkward moment of my life. To date." You say and buckled up the airplane seatbelt and fidgeted in your seat.
"You'll love the house during Christmas. It's beautiful with the lights and the snow. And when the lake freezes, we all go skating. Not you obviously, but it's still nice." You clutched Thorin's hand, feeling anxiousness rise in you.
"Fili and Kili aren't coming?" You we're surprised that they hadn't come with you, and even more surprised that they hadn't mentioned anything yet.
"They wouldn't miss it. They're taking a flight in the next few days. They have one final exams to write before the break." You nodded and looked out the window at the snow covering the ground. It wasn't supposed to snow before the flight, which you were thankful for.
You loved the snow, hated the ice. The snow when it was freshly covering the ground, or when it was falling in fat, heavy snowflakes were your favourite. You loved the way it covered everything it touched, and how beautiful it was.
"Attention all passengers, if you'd please fasten your seatbelt and prepare for take off." You gripped your arm rests as if they were your lifeline, not quite ready for the flight.
"Hey, it's okay. Relax alright? I'm right here." Stress wasn't good for the baby. You had to remain as relaxed as possible.
"Tell me about the pregnancy. You've been reading all of those pregnancy books. So tell me about them. You're 16/17 weeks now. What is the baby developing now?" You turned your head and glanced at Thorin, your eyes locking into his captivating blue eyes.
"Tell me about our baby." His hand reached out and he placed his hand against your baby bump, rubbing slightly.
"I'm almost 17 weeks. At 17 weeks the baby is starting to develop bone instead of soft cartilage. Baby weighs the size of a turnip, and baby can move their joints." Talking about your baby worked. It worked well.
Your nervousness was starting to dissipate as you talked about the little bean growing in you. You relaxed against the back of the airplane seat and placed your own hand on your bump, over Thorin's.
"I hope they have your eyes, Thorin. I love your eyes. Your eyes are beautiful." You turned your head to look at him again, and you smiled softly.
This wasn't a conventional relationship, as Thorin was older than you and he was your professor. But you loved him. God, did you ever love him. Since he came into your life, he became your confidante and your best friend.
He became the best part of your day. He was the face you wanted to see at night and when you woke up. He was the best man you had ever met, and your life wouldn't be complete without him.
"I love you, Thorin Durin. I love you with every fibre of my being." You leaned over pressed your lips against his, flushing as his hand moved down your cheek.
The kiss was short and sweet, but full of every emotion you were feeling. Maybe it was the hormones, and maybe it was some kind of dating, honeymoon bliss, but you were irrevocably in love with him.
"I love you too, Y/N L/N."
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