This is based after they reclaim erebor, au where the line of durin lives. Just saying I will probably never write that they are dead because I can barely except it without tears.
Your first time drinking.

"CHUG IT." Kili laughed at Fili who was on his third pint.

"AYE!" The dwarves celebrated Fili's accomplishment.

You all sat in the dining hall of Erebor, Thorin, King Thorin, sat at the end of the table laughing at his nephews.

Most dwarves had found their way to dancing, also drunk, you were probably the only woman who wasn't drunk. You had never drank before so you were very unsure of the effects it would have on you.

You sat next to Thorin, you being the queen. Thorin's laugh faded as he glanced at you.

"Darling, you haven't spoken a word all evening what's on your mind?" Thorin asked concerned.

"Too much, my love." You said honestly knowing that if you lied he would know.

He gave you a confused expression. Laughing surrounded you both so if you wanted a simple conversation then you would have to have found somewhere else to speak.

He intertwined your fingers and brought you to a quiter part of the room.

You kept your gaze on the floor afraid that if you looked into his eyes he could read you.

You wanted to be like all the other lady dwarves and drink. No one in the whole kingdom knew you never drank, and to dwarves it was almost a crime to stay sober on a joyous night.

"(Y/n), what's on your mind." He said moving a finger to lift your chin to his gaze.

You sighed, he would find out soon enough, might as well just say it.

"I've never drank, in my whole life." You said looking directly in his ocean blue eyes.

Thorin smirked, which quickly turned into a laugh, he was close to falling over when you felt totally embarrassed.

"What?" You were beet red by now.

He grabbed both your hands in his.

"(Y/n), you've been quiet all evening over never drinking a pint? It is so easily solved." He smiled at you.

"No its not Thorin." You said annoyed.

"Why not?"

"I have never drank before, I do not know the effects it would have on me."

"Well, either you come back with me, have your first drink, and find your answers, or sit here lost in thought all evening wandering what it feels like." He said

"If you are the brave, cunning, beautiful dwarf I see you as, you wouldn't fear something as little as a drink." He continued

You sighed loudly, looking deeply in his eyes.

"Alright, Thorin." You started

"I'll give it a try." He laughed with you and you both walked hand in hand back to the grand table.

He got you a drink and placed it gently in front of you. He looked at you with a smirk waiting for you to take it. The other dwarves watched intently.

You softly placed your hands around the cup and lifted it cautiously. Returning your gaze to Thorin, you took a sip.

The taste was horrible, you swallowed quickly feeling a slight burn.

"This is horrible!" You squealed making Thorin, and the other dwarves laugh.

"You'll get used to the taste, and learn to enjoy it." Thorin laughed harder at your facial expression.

"I sure hope so." You now laughed along.

An hour later, Kili was yelling at you to finish your third pint. No more fear, just a massive headache when you awoke in the morning.