Kili cannot deny that the first time he'd seen Tauriel, he'd been in awe of her beauty. There is no denying that she is in possession of the most enviable of looks with her long, red hair that is partly twisted into the sorts of intricate braids even dwarrows would have to admire and her fair, soft skin that makes her look so delicate from afar until her warrior's nature makes itself known. It is that nature that had attracted Kili the most, though, and he could never forget watching her arrow pierce the spider in Mirkwood before he'd turned his head and immediately known right then that his heart would belong to her.
He knows that his fondness for her hadn't exactly been a secret among the rest of the Company, especially not after what his brother, Bofur, and Oin had witnessed when Tauriel had come to heal him in Lake-town; but he hadn't cared because in spite of the fact that the rivalry between dwarrows and Elves had always been so strong, Kili had never truly felt it himself.
There had been a rage in him at the thought of being in Thranduil's realm, if only because he'd heard all the stories of the King's betrayal to Kili's own kin; but for those Elves such as Elrond, who'd only ever tried to help them, or for Tauriel, who'd been kind even on the other side of prison bars, Kili had privately allowed himself to believe that perhaps each race were too quick to judge each other at the best of times. Dwarrows are stubborn, to be sure, but he's found (sometimes frustratingly so) that Elves can be the same way.
Seeing Tauriel now makes Kili wonder how none of the other members of the Company had fallen in love with her, too, because she is a vision in a dress he'd never even considered he might want day see her wear. His lips part just slightly as the words he'd prepared for greeting die away on his tongue and his eyes widen with how stunned he is by her beauty.
"Tauriel," he finally manages, suddenly feeling quite nervous because he is dressed in his typical attire of tunic and boots and trousers, but Kili hopes that she will not hold it against him. He's found, after all, that it's rather difficult to shop regularly for himself in this city. "You look incredible, truly, I am in awe of you."
That isn't anything new, he supposes, but still he smiles and holds his hand out to her.
"I've much planned for us this evening, I hope you'll enjoy it." He pauses, wrinkling his nose and laughing sheepishly. "This dating business seems rather intimidating in some ways, does it not? I feel more nervous doing something planned with you than I've ever been before, it's a strange thing."
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Date: 2015-08-16 08:26 pm (UTC)He knows that his fondness for her hadn't exactly been a secret among the rest of the Company, especially not after what his brother, Bofur, and Oin had witnessed when Tauriel had come to heal him in Lake-town; but he hadn't cared because in spite of the fact that the rivalry between dwarrows and Elves had always been so strong, Kili had never truly felt it himself.
There had been a rage in him at the thought of being in Thranduil's realm, if only because he'd heard all the stories of the King's betrayal to Kili's own kin; but for those Elves such as Elrond, who'd only ever tried to help them, or for Tauriel, who'd been kind even on the other side of prison bars, Kili had privately allowed himself to believe that perhaps each race were too quick to judge each other at the best of times. Dwarrows are stubborn, to be sure, but he's found (sometimes frustratingly so) that Elves can be the same way.
Seeing Tauriel now makes Kili wonder how none of the other members of the Company had fallen in love with her, too, because she is a vision in a dress he'd never even considered he might want day see her wear. His lips part just slightly as the words he'd prepared for greeting die away on his tongue and his eyes widen with how stunned he is by her beauty.
"Tauriel," he finally manages, suddenly feeling quite nervous because he is dressed in his typical attire of tunic and boots and trousers, but Kili hopes that she will not hold it against him. He's found, after all, that it's rather difficult to shop regularly for himself in this city. "You look incredible, truly, I am in awe of you."
That isn't anything new, he supposes, but still he smiles and holds his hand out to her.
"I've much planned for us this evening, I hope you'll enjoy it." He pauses, wrinkling his nose and laughing sheepishly. "This dating business seems rather intimidating in some ways, does it not? I feel more nervous doing something planned with you than I've ever been before, it's a strange thing."