badskippy:nerdeeart:Don’t mess with the Dwalin.For @nerdeeart …. it’s been ages s

badskippy:nerdeeart:Don’t mess with the Dwalin.For @nerdeeart …. it’s been ages since I have written anything for you, my dear!———————————————MORE SECUREDori hummed to himself as he removed the rolls from the oven.  Everything had to be perfect and there was nothing like fresh, warm rolls at dinner.  He was so excited!  His darling little brother, Ori, was coming home from university and said he had a big surprise!  Dori gently pressed, but Ori would not give a clue.  However, Dori had been dropping hint after hint this past year that he wished his sweet baby brother was home and wouldn’t it be nice if he transferred to a school closer and Ori wouldn’t have to worry about rent or food or utilities as he could live back at home and Dori would take care of everything.Yes, Dori was nearly sure Ori was moving home and that was the big surprise!There was a jingle of keys in the lock and then, Ori’s voice sounded through the house.“DORI?!  I’M HOME!”Dori quickly grabbed a dish towel to dry his hands and hurried out of the kitchen.  “I’m so gla–”Ori was not alone.  There was a man standing beside Ori.  Well, ‘man’ didn’t quite describe the being. Neanderthal might have been a more accurate adjective. He was at least a head taller than Ori and nearly twice as broad; the phrase ‘shoulders like an ox’ was most apropos.  He was bald, with tattoos on his head - Dori didn’t want to think how badly those must have hurt, and a full, neat beard on his stern face.  He wore a barely fitting tee shirt, emblazoned with the words EREBOR SECURITY in bold letters, which showed off his powerful, hairy arms.“Dori,” Ori said, wrapping a arm through the closest arm of the man beside him, “this is Dwalin!”And he is your surprise, Dori thought. Oh. My. God.The man, Dwalin, took a powerful step forward and thrusted a paw-like hand out to Dori, then said in a deep, rich Scottish accent, “How do you do, Sir. Ori has told me much about you.”Dori blinked in surprise.  Dwalin’s polite greeting was at odds with his almost overwhelming presence; they were juxtaposed in Dori’s mind.  But polite Dwalin was nonetheless and Dori’s manners kicked in.Dori smiled and shook Dwalin’s hand.  “How do you do. I hope you’ve heard nice things about me.”“Of course, sir.”“I told him every scary story I could think of,” Ori said with a cheeky smile.“He did not,” Dwalin insisted, giving Ori a reproaching look, which only made Ori giggle.“That’s kind of you to say, Dwalin,” Dori stated. “But I know my brother and it’s more likely that he is telling me the truth.”  Ori just continued to smile and nodded agreement.Dwalin turned a little pink in the cheeks, and told Dori, “I assure you, sir, I didn’t believe a word.”“Can we bring the nicities to an end,” Ori said.  “I’m starving!”Dori rolled his eyes. “Somethings never change.”Ori shrugged and pulled on Dwalin’s arm to lead him to the dining room.  Dori was still in a bit of a daze but he had to admit that Dwalin wasn’t anything like he looked and had made, in Dori’s opinion, a very good first impression.  Now, was that Ori’s doing, insisting on being courteous and polite to Dori?  Maybe.  But, even so, Dwalin had risen to the occasion.Dori was also impressed by the fact that Dwalin held out a chair for Ori to sit on, and then he took his own seat.  Very nice.  Then, lo and behold, Dwalin put his napkin on his lap!   That was something that Dori still argued with Ori about!  Dori made to open the wine but the cork was stuck.  He pulled and pulled and it would not budge.  He was just about to give up when Dwalin stood.“Would you like me to?”  Dwalin asked as he gestured to the wine bottle in Dori’s hands.Dori just handed it over and, without so much as muscle flex, Dwalin had the cork out as if it hadn’t even been in the bottle! Then Dwalin reached down, picked up a glass, filled it and handed it to Dori.  “There you are.”  Then Dwalin filled another, handed that one to Ori, then filled a third for himself and sat back down.Okay, I’m impressed, Dori thought.  “So … Dwalin.  How did you and Ori …”“I have an uncle who owns a club.”“Club Erebor,” Ori said, pointing to Dwalin’s shirt.“And are you part of security there?” Dori asked.  He knew that some men liked to wear shirts that said ‘Security’ on them, but were far from being actually employed in any sort of security.  Funny thing though, most of the men Dori saw in those shirts didn’t look like they could be security as an afternoon tea.“Yes, sir.”“Oh, hell,” Ori said with a smirk.  “Call it like it is.”  He turned to Dori, clarifying, “He’s a bouncer.”“I like ‘Security’ better,” Dwalin said, giving Ori a imploring look.Ori gave his boyfriend a cocked eyebrow.  “I literally saw you bounce a guy off the sidewalk.”“Oh, dear.”  Dori grimaced at the thought.“Yes, but …” Dwalin stammered.  “He was drunk and bothering this girl, saying all kinds of shi … I mean … inappropriate comments … and … well … well, she didn’t like it and neither did I, to be honest!”  “They guy was a total pig,” Ori said, sounding a bit proud when he added, “So, Dwalin just grabbed him and toss him out on his arse!”“I didn’t …” Dwalin stammered again, giving Dori a rather embarrassed look.  “He wasn’t hurt.”“Too bad,” Dori said, ready to put Dwalin at ease.  “If he was talking shit to that young lady,” Dori almost laughed at Dwalin’s surprise over Dori’s language, “then he deserved whatever he got.  Hurt and all!”Dwalin smiled. “Right.”“So, that is how you met?  You won Ori over with your galantry.”“Yes, in a way,” Ori said.  “Some guys were giving me and Bilbo a hard time–”“What?!”  Dori nearly fainted.  “Did they hurt you?!”“What do you think?”  Ori said with a giggle.  “Dwalin grabbed them, roughed them up, and threw them out.  Followed them to their car and nearly beat the crap out them!”Dwalin was now very red in the face.  But Dori was not only impressed but thankful!  Okay, if Dwalin did all that for dear, sweet Ori, then Dori would not say one word against the man!  “Needless to say,” Ori said. “Dwalin deserved his breakfast the next morning.”Wait, what?!  Had Dori just heard what he thought he heard?!“Bilbo agreed as well.”“Excuse me?!”  Dori didn’t want to think about – Ori and Bilbo and – oh, dear!“NO!”  Dwalin said, shaking his head vigorously, cottoning on to Dori’s thoughts.  “No, no, no, no, no, no!  Nothing like that!”Ori got there too.  “Oh, no.  Not the three of us … I just meant that Bilbo had a nice night too.  With Dwalin’s cousin.”  When Dori looked confused, Dori added, “Dwalin’s cousin Thorin is also a bouncer at the club.”“Oh.” Dori was relieved a little.  “I see.” That was a bit better, but that still mean that Ori and Dwalin, spent the night – Dori took a drink from his wine and took a breath.  Okay, Ori has been of consenting age for five years, Dori thought, trying to calm himself.  And has been at university for three of those years.  I should not be so naive as to think that he would live like a little nun.  And if Dwalin did indeed protect Ori – “I’m just happy Dwalin was there to see to your well being.”  Yes. It’s fine. I’m fine.  “He certainly did,” Ori said, beaming at Dwalin, who suddenly seemed quite shy.Dori was okay with it.  “Well …” he looked at his watch.  “It seems your brother is going to be late, as per usual, so why don’t we–”As if on cue, the backdoor opened and slammed shut and Nori came skidding into the dining room.“I”m not here!” Nori cried, wide-eyed.“What does that mean?!”  Dori demanded.  Again, as if on cue, there was a quick series of banging on the front door.  “Don’t tell me that police again?!”“Remember, I’m not here!”  Nori said, heading towards the basement.Dori shook his head, turning to Dwalin, “I’m so sorry.”  There was another series of bangs.  “Let me go get that.”  Dori got up and wondered, just what in the world had Nori done this time?  Opening the door, he was taken a back; it was not the police.  “May I help you?”There was a rather nasty looking kid there, with a shaved head, pocked-marked face and leather jacket, stinking of unwashed clothes.  There was also three similarly nasty looking boys standing behind the kid.  “I wants Nori!” the kid sneered.“I’m sorry, but he’s not–”“Listen you old buffer!  I didn’t ask, I said! I wants Nori!”“Now, see here young man!”“Iffing ya don’t bring him, I’m gonna–”“OR WHAT?!”Dwalin was suddenly there, pushing his way passed Dori and filling the doorway!  He grabbed the kid by the collar, so tightly the kid almost couldn’t breathe, and lifted the kid off the ground with one hand.  “What are you gonna do, you fucking piece of shit?!”  The kid struggled to answer, what with his face red from constriction and his feet dangling a foot and a half off the ground.“What did you, say?!” Dwalin barked, giving the kid a good shake and slapping him on the side of the head, hard. The kid tried to answer again but nothing coherent came out.  “I’m must be going deaf.” Dwalin gave the kid two more hard slaps upside his head.  “Because I still can’t hear you!”  The kid tried to say anything but it really was futile given that Dwalin had tightened his hold even more.“Here’s what I’m going do,” Dwalin snarled, shaking the kid like a rag doll and slapping him so hard that it was nearly a punch.  “I’m going to fucking tell you what you’re going to do!  You’re going to get your scrawny, shivy little pussy arse outta here, and you’re never going to fucking come back to this house or bother this family again!  Understand me?!”  Another hard slap and a shake.  “If you do, if I even smell you around here, I’ll fuck you and your little friends up so badly, there won’t be enough of you bitches left to wipe up with a fucking tea towel!  You get me, mother fucker?!”  Dwalin didn’t wait for an answer.  With one powerful thrust of his arm, he threw the kid through the air and into his friends, and they all went down like bowling pins.  They were up a few seconds later but they took off so fast they were out of sight before anyone could even blink.Dwalin turned to Dori. “If they ever come back here, or you see them sniffing around where you are, you call me and I’ll deal with them.”Dori liked Dwalin.Dwalin turned to Ori, who had been standing behind them the whole time.  “I know you were joking when you said the other day that you might like us both to move closer to your family, but … well, I think it might be a good idea.”Ori looked form Dwalin to Dori and then back to Dwalin.  “Um, well … I …”Dori seized the opportunity.  “I’d feel more secure.”Dwalin nodded and Ori just shrugged.Ori might move home!  Dori really, really liked Dwalin!——————————————–As I wrote … this is for @nerdeeart … but also for @beetle-ships-it-all (who told me once I turned them on to DWORI way back when they were writing ‘Dawn’), and for @neekanoo (the ever lovely and wonderful one) … and @aquilea-of-the-lonely-mountain (who has been a Nerdeeart fan-writer with me) … and @seezuu, @ceallaig1, @steviefoxx, and so many others!   This one is for you all.  I hope you enjoy!Reblog for the wonderful story that @badskippy created!  We all know that Dwalin is tough on the outside but a big mushy ball of sweetness on the inside ^_^ -- source link

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