Hey, this is the first story about the hobbit that I'm posting here on FF, but this is also in AO3. Just a little angst (okay, a lot of angst) that I had to get out of my system.
Warnings: Character death, incest, spoiler.
Disclaimer: The Hobbit is not mine, sorry to disappoint you...
For the last time
Kíli's hands were cold as ice when Fíli gripped them, trying futilely to keep him alive. Fíli gasped for breath, moving slowly closer to his little brother's body. Kíli had his eyes wide open; his chest moving slowly and his mouth wide open trying to breath properly. But it was useless. And the young dwarf was so scared. He had dreamed of living in Erebor with his brother and uncle, to be happy there, like Thorin had always wanted.
But it all ended there. He was never going to marry Fíli, like they had always dreamt. He was not going to see neither Thorin nor Fíli as king of Erebor. He would not be able to keep his promise to his mother. He would not be able to tell her he was sorry. Sorry for not being able to take care of himself, or Fíli, or protect their King.
Tears slowly started to fall from his eyes, leaving tracks on his cheeks. The breathing became more ragged, the difficulty of doing it growing.
"Kíli, oh, Kíli…" Fíli sobbed, cradling his baby brother and lover against his chest, against his slowly beating heart. Kíli arms hugged his brother with the little strength he had. "Thorin… Uncle… He…" the older brother panted, kissing Kíli's hair repeatedly.
"Fíli… I'm…"
"Don't die… Live for me…" Fíli asked, even though he knew Kíli would die.
"I'm so scared." The younger sobbed, feeling his life starting to fade. His body hurt so badly. Fíli sniffed against his neck and shook his head.
"Don't be, Kíli, don't be. I'll be with you, I'll never leave you. Never."
"How… How can…"
"Don't you remember? When we were younger I promised you that I would never leave you alone. That I will never let you sleep alone, 'cause you were scared. Don't you remember, Kíli?" Kíli remember. He remembered oh so well the promises his brother made. And he always kept them. He never once failed to him. He tried to gulp down the lump in his throat but it was useless.
"I do… Don't leave me… I'm so scared…" Fíli shushed him, petting his hair with trembling dying hands. He knew Kíli was suffering a lot more than him.
"Sh, sh, don't be. There's nothing to be scared of. We'll see Father, and Uncle. We'll see all the ones who left us. You won't be alone. You will never be alone. Just like when we were kids." Fíli assured his brother. Kíli was slipping away, his eyes closing slowly, death looming over him.
"Fíli… I love you… So much…" That broke Fíli. More tears streamed down his cheeks, sobs wracking his body.
"I love you too, Kíli. Don't worry and don't be scared. I will stay here until you sleep." Kíli closed his eyes fully, safe in his brother's embrace. And Fíli hugged him tightly, whispering that he would soon join him, until Kíli fell asleep for the last time.
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