Based in the hobbit where your a dwarf, he has feelings for you but denies them until he injures you. (You'll understand when you read) not really proud of this one...but I hope you like it!

"(Y/n)! Hurry!" Kili yelled to you from his barrel in front.

"I'm trying!" You yelled back.

You pushed yourself harder through the water with a strong stick. You heard a sound and the gates of mirkwood were being closed.

Orcs came from behind the elven guards and started killing at will. You jumped out of your barrel in an instant and fought an orc for their weapon. Winning, you turned to kill more. The dwarves joined soon after.

Although, you couldn't beat them all by the time the elves arrived. You saw him. That elf that you constantly caught looking at you in Mirkwood, he was the prince, the one to find all the dwarves and lock them up. You weren't happy with him but in your on free mind you thought he was quite handsome.

He fought hard and aimed perfectly. The orcs scattered and as you ran you felt a sharp pain in your shoulder.

The dwarves kept running, not noticing that you had stopped. The other elves chased after them. You turned around at best you could, your vision was getting dark.

The last thing you saw was the Prince staring at you, holding you, everything went black.

***

You woke up, the sun in your eyes. You had thought you were in a dream when you noticed the elf prince hovering above you, looking directly at you with worry.

Trees surrounded you, you hadn't known how you had got there.

"My mind must have wandered to a dream, there is no way you, a elven prince would save a dwarven woman such as I." You said softly, a look of hurt crossed his face.

You tried to sit up but pain overtook you making you fall back hard on the rock you lay on. He sat down on a rock next to the one you laid upon.

"You must not pressure yourself. It will take time to heal." He said, looking down.

"What of the company? Why are you here?" You said somewhat harsh.

He sighed.

"I am here to help you, not harm you."

"Then why did you lock us up?"

"My father is the king, it was his order."

"You had a choice."

"Would you defy your king?" He questioned you.

"No."

"Then why should I defy mine?" He finished.

You were shocked.

"Why did you save me?" You asked suspicious.

"You were worth saving." He said simply, you blushed.

"How so?" You smirked.

"You ask too many questions." He said with a soft chuckle.

"You would also if this was upon you."

He sighed, then looked back up to your eyes.

"There is something about you, I can't quite describe it." He said, he looked back down.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" You smiled.

He stayed silent. You wandered if he had heard you. You ignored it and tried to sit up again. Being a dwarf your stubborn side shown brightly.

You ignored the pain this time and got up cautiously to stand.

The prince watched as you accomplished what you wanted.

He stood and as you were about to fall he crouched onto his knees and grabbed your arm. You made eye contact.

You quickly looked down and ripped your arm from his grasp, the pain extreme, but you kept a strong face. He smirked at your stubbornness.

"Denying help won't make you heal faster." He said, you smirked, your back still turned to him.

"Denying feelings won't make you strong." You were quick to respond.

He was silent.

You turned around to him, he was about 10ft away. He looked at you adoringly. You took a chance and fastly walked to him. You jumped a bit and grabbed the collar of his armor, pulling him down into a kiss.

He resisted with shock at first but gave in.

You broke for air, him now knelt in front of you.

"I never believed I would find a dwarf beautiful, that is, until I met one." He said softly.

"My father never warned me I would fall for an elven Prince with just a glance." You replied.

The whole day was a blur for you, but those few moments with Legolas. Were the moments that couldn't have been clearer.