Hiya. I'm back. Sorry for the wait. I'm rather busy with school (who isn't in this website?) and I have to say, I'm failing in some of my subjects. Like my Trig and Filipino. Ugh, for someone who lived in the Philippines their whole lives, I'm a failure. I just hope I get a passing grade next Grading.

I like to say thank you to Leona2016. I like your review and I would also like to see Thorin and/or Dwalin wearing Bofur's hat but sadly, I didn't know how to get that into the one shot. But hopefully you'll like this one; it's Dwori! Those two are so cute together.

Also, thanks for the greeting; it made my day!

Disclaimer: You know the drill, I don't own anything but my stories. If I did, I'll be super rich. Well, maybe not, but you get the idea, my dear readers.

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I.

The first time happened when they stopped near the stream a few days past Bree.

Ori, who decided to take a bath when he could (he got his sense of hygiene from Dori), left for the stream. He rather not smelt as bad as he thought he did. After all, he wasn't like Nori who didn't care for his hygiene. He preferred to be clean, despite the fact they might not encounter many towns or rivers for the Company to bathe in.

Unfortunately for the young dwarf, the dwarf Nori called Dwalin was already there along with a couple other dwarrows. Ori could remember seeing the burly dwarf during his childhood as he and Dori would bail out the second brother or when said guard would drop the thief in. He never got a good look of him because their meetings were always quick and both his brothers wouldn't allow him to get close.

The scribe backtracked before he was seen. Ori felt self-conscious. He wasn't as big as the other dwarrows. He was one of the youngest in the Company. He didn't have any tattoos depicting any battles he fought.

It was also the first time he saw anyone shirtless save for his brothers.

II.

The next time, Dwalin had simply taken off his shirt in front of the Company, much to Ori's blushing and the Hobbit's spluttering. No one else batted an eye at this as several others took off their outer wear, though his brothers did give him a look.

He spent the night being bothered by Dori (Mahal, his big brother was fussy) and his other brother was glaring at the guard. Since this was a normal thing, no one cared but the scribe knew that it was because of him eyeing Dwalin.

(He couldn't help but ogle at the burly dwarf's chest tattoos. Damn, those were some tattoos he had!)

III.

He couldn't avoid this time because, well, he was a dwarf, and a dwarf can't help but annoy elves. It's in his very nature! And if desecrating a public place would annoy elves, he would gladly be shirtless. After all, dwarves weren't shy.

(He would never tell anyone that he felt sorry for jumping around naked and destroying any sense of sanity and peace in the elves. Ever. And also that he destroyed any chance he had on reading their books in Westron. Imagine all the knowledge he could attain!)

Ori wouldn't object to seeing Dwalin shirtless again and he got to see a bit more than he thought he would.

IV.

The fourth time the scribe saw Dwalin shirtless was when he had to stitch up the Dwarf's arm. Oin was busy with the other members, so that left Dori and Ori to help with Oin's workload. It wasn't that horrible, considering it came from an orc sword, and Ori could handle the small wound. Why Dwalin couldn't do it himself, as he got wounds every time he sparred, causing him to know the basics of stitching, Ori didn't know but he wasn't complaining.

The scribe didn't mind that he got to stitch the guard because he was so close to Dwalin. He never gotten this close before, at least not when they were actually resting and not running for their lives. Thorin's second-in-command didn't seem to mind much either when Ori trailed his hand across the wound longer than he should have.

V.

The fifth time was the beginning for both Ori and Dwalin. It was their wedding night and both dwarrows had been pining for each other for the better part of the quest. The scribe was delighted when he found out that the guard liked him too.

(They avoided the mentioning of both Dori and Nori threatening to castrate the guard should he ever hurt Ori and of the argument of Balin with the rest of the 'Ri brothers. It was too embarrassing to remember, as it was in front of the dignitaries of each race.)

They were excited for this night and nothing was going to stop them from getting each other shirtless and more.

Enough was said.

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I am so sorry about the last part! I am awkward and I never wrote anything remotely like a sex scene. My mother will kill me if she ever finds out that I'm writing those kinds of stories, never mind the fact I never wrote one. She overreacts too much.

Anyway, enough ranting. I hope you liked the story so far. I know I did, until the last part.

Ori: I-is this really necessary, Shadow? I don't feel comfortable letting everyone know about this...

Shadow: Come on, Ori. You didn't have a problem letting Dwalin know.

Ori: T-that was different!

Shadow: Well, you'll have to get use to it. I'm getting used to writing about you and Dwalin. Not necessarily I'm that order. Hehe. Anyway, I hoped everyone liked this. I gotta go, bye~