Thorin's POV

I was shocked to see Y/N in tears. She had been so strong since we found her that I did not think my attitude had affected her that greatly. Without thinking, I pulled her to me. "I am sorry for making you feel this way. Forgive me, please," I was surprised to hear myself beg. She looked up at me and I repeated, "I do not hate you. I do not express my feelings well and for that I apologize. The truth of it is, I love you."

Her eyes widened. "T-Thorin? You love me?" I nodded. To my surprise, she pulled me closer. "I love you too," she whispered in my ear. "Will you journey with me to Erebor then?" Y/N pulled away. I saw the love in her eyes but I saw something else too...fear.

Your POV

I knew that I loved him and I wanted to go with him. Truly I did, but one thought kept going through my mind. "Thorin, the witch. If she finds me, you will get hurt. You and the entire company." He brushed away my tears with his thumb. "If she does find you, we will face her together, Amrâlimê." I looked into his eyes. "What does that mean?" I'd picked up a little Khuzdul over the past couple of weeks, but I still did not know a lot.

He chuckled, a deep melodic sound. "It means 'Love of mine'. It means that you are my One." He lifted my chin up and his lips met mine in a gentle yet passionate kiss. My arms snaked around his neck and his found their way to the small of my back. In that one kiss, all my worries were forgotten, if only for the moment. When we parted, Thorin rested his forehead on mine and asked again, "Will you journey with me to Erebor?" Unable to find my words, I nodded. I knew that there was no way I'd be able to do anything else. I kissed him again.

(a/n: this part is kind of short, sorry.)