This imagine was requested by @RedNinja4; Imagine you are married to Thorin and your baby boy takes it's first steps. But he doesn't walk towards his father, nor his mother. ~ I used some characters from my fanfiction for this.

'(Y/N)! Come quickly!' your husband called for you from the other room. You dropped the dishes in the sink and ran towards the other room. Your heart was beating fast and several horror scenario's flashed through your mind. Did something happen to your son? Or did something happen to your husband? 'Quickly (y/n)!' Dwalin now called for you too. You dashed through the door, looking for the disaster. But it was no where to be seen.

Thorin sat on the ground with his legs and arms spread wide open. He was smiling brightly as he watched your son taking his first steps. His face was positively beaming. Sighing in relief, you draped the dishcloth over your shoulder. 'You worried me when you yelled at me like that' you said. Thorin didn't look up to you but stayed focused on his son. 'I thought that this was something you didn't want to miss' he answered. You smiled fondly at your husband.

The small boy was getting closer to his father with every wobbly footstep he took. He kept looking at his feet. Maybe he was amazed that his limbs were doing what he told them to do. 'Look (y/n), his first steps!' Thorin spoke proudly. You chuckled. He was always so proud when his son did something for the first time. It didn't matter to him that you had already had two children before the twins and they had already done everything for the first time. Thorin kept acting as excited as he had done when your daughter was born.

Galallyn stuck his tongue out to fully concentrate on his first steps. He saw his father in front of him but saw someone way more interesting behind him. To everyone's surprise he turned around before he would reach his father's legs and walked towards his mother. You were giggling with glee when you thought your son was walking towards you. But that was not what the toddler had in mind either. He also dodged you and was now walking towards Dwalin.

He had always found the bald dwarf very fascinating. Sometimes, when his mother and his father weren't present, Dwalin would look after him with auntie Kim. The large dwarf knelt down to welcome the dwarfling into his arms. You and Thorin looked at each other. That hadn't been the plan. But Dwalin wasn't the one he was walking towards either. He looked up at her and saw a small smile curling up on her lips. Dwalin got out of the way when he noticed whom the toddler was looking at.

'Can you believe that?' Thorin muttered as he watched his son walking to his oldest daughter. He got up from the floor and wrapped a loving arm around your waist.

Gwendolyn knelt down on the floor to greet her younger brother. When he was close, he outstretched his little arms for her to pull him up. 'Just a few steps more' she encouraged him. He came closer and fell into her arms when he reached her knees. She lifted him into the air by holding him beneath his armpits. The toddler cried out in joy and smiled as his sister spun him around in the air. 'Good job undad! (greater brother)'

'His first steps were towards his sister' Dwalin said, looking at the siblings dance around the room. 'Aye, they have a connection I will never understand' Thorin commented. Something stirred in your heart as you watched Gwendolyn and Galallyn. There had been a bond right when he was born. Gwendolyn had helped with naming her little brother. She came up with the name as soon as she had seen his face. Thorin had helped her to hold him, even though she had hold her sister Galolyn two years before.

'They will always be there for each other, no matter how old they are' you said, mesmorized. Thorin nodded. 'They will be love, they will be.' You rested your head on Thorin's shoulder. 'I have a weird feeling Thorin' you whispered to him. Thorin looked at his children, probably feeling the same thing his wife felt. 'I know, I have the same feeling. They are going to need each other at some point.' In silence the grown-ups watched the pair dace.