This one came from my own mind. There are some requests on their way but I don't do them in order. (Because quite honestly I don't know who requested what first :D) 

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Your arms linked together, Dwalin and you walked through the mall. Happily you sipped your Coca Cola through the brightly colored straw as many women looked in your direction with jealous envy. Dwalin was quite a sight to behold.

A strong, largely built man with an awesome mohawk and tattoos. How could anyone not turn their heads? Secretly, you really enjoyed it. 

"Love, don't sip that cola too fast. You will get the burps again" Dwalin said teasingly. 

And he was right. When you were at home together, you often burped your way through the day. But only when there was no one around. 

You unhooked your arm and started walking in front of him. Facing him, you started walking backwards. "I can hold my cola very well, thank you very much!" 

Dwalin shook his head. "Lass, watch where you are going. You are going to trip when you walk like that."

He only received a cocky smile telling him that you weren't going to listen. "So you did notice that lamp post then?"

Quickly you turned around, only to find that there was no lamp post anywhere near you. "Dwalin!" Your boyfriend laughed, hooking his arm back with yours. 

"I don't want my lovely girlfriend to get hurt, that is all" he said sweetly. 

You rolled your eyes. Instead of just walking, you skipped along next to him. Your cola was almost completely gone, so you didn't worry too much about it. 

That is, until something started to crawl up. Immediately you slowed down hoping that the feeling would disappear on its own. 

It didn't.

Dwalin didn't notice anything. He kept talking to you like there was no care in the world. And it looked like the whole city had come out of their houses to shop today. So many people filled the streets.

And here was your burp coming up. It wasn't going to stop. 

"So, what do you think love? We can go around the Primark first and then swing around La Place for some lunch. I would love some bread today. what about you?"

Now came the moment of truth. Opening your mouth could result in two different scenarios. If only it wasn't -

"Buuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrpppp!"

Your hand flew your mouth to cover it. With widened eyes you stared at Dwalin. Staring at him was much better than at the other people around you. Your burp echoed throughout the streets. People would hear your burp from all around the world, you were sure.

Dwalin smiled. He put up his hand at the people around you. "I'm sorry folks. I had Mc'Donalds today, just a bit too much cola." He patted his stomache. "Sometimes the burps just escape."

Some people shook their heads, others smiled at him as they continued on their way. 

He felt a small thump against his chest when you rested your head there. He laughed, patting the top of your head. "Aren't you lucky that you have me with you?"

"I'm fo embassed" you moaned.

"What was that? I can't hear you when your voice is muffled by my shirt" Dwalin said.

You pulled back. Your head was a beautiful shade of dark red. "I feel so embarassed!"

Dwalin smiled kindly at you. His hand was playing with your hair. "Don't worry about it lass. Everyone thinks it was me, so no worries."

"What did I do to deserve a man like you?"

He shrugged. "You make delicious deserts so you get to keep me as long as you bake for me" he said jokingly. "Now that we're on the subject, there was something on Zumbo's Just Desserts that I would love to try out-"

"Don't worry, I will make it for you. You can have ten of them for all I care" you said.