Oneshot: Childish Behavior- Adults
They had survived. Barely but they did. Thorin was finally fully healed along with his two nephews, thanks to the elves. Having thought his wounds were fatal the boys had taken a beating to keep his 'dead' body safe. They had nearly died themselves.
But Thranduil had ordered his finest healers to save the trio. In the months of bed rest and training to get back into top condition paid off. For Thorin was able to move freely once again. No maids trying to dress him anymore, thank god, thought Thorin.
He was dressed in plains black breeches and a long sleeve light gray shirt. The same thick boots that had been with him through his quest along with his gauntlets. His tunic was a dark ivy green in color with gold laced trim for his royalty and it was a simple brown belt that tied it.
Thorin was able to stand and watch his two nephews, and heirs, Fili and Kili chase after each other like they used to as little boys. He was glad they survived. Even gladder that he survived to see them survive and happy. Off to the side he could see a young woman he knew well, the sun glinted off the clasp holding a braid behind her head, "good for you boy," Thorin mumbled to himself, "finally decided to court her, did ya, Kili?"
It was as if the boys had heard him and turned to face their uncle. The joy that light their eyes was there for but a moment and Thorin grimaced. He knew that look. A mischievous look crossed the boys' faces and they glanced at each other briefly.
Thorin wanted nothing to do with whatever it was that the two had just come up with. He turned to leave and got two steps before Kili skidded passed him on the elves polished floor. Then Kili launched himself at his uncle in a hug.
Kili who was once again wearing a blue long sleeve tunic that was laced with a golden trim identice to Thorin's, his belt matching Thorin's own along with his black trousers, wrapped his arms around Thorin's neck and the weight of the man was something Thorin wasn't really expecting. With Kili's brown leather boot clad feet in the the air, legs bent at the knees, all of his weight would rest on Thorin.
Thorin only had enough time to steady himself and wrap an arm around Kili so he didn't fall before he felt a set of arms wrap around his waist. Thorin tittered and lifting his free arm he looked at Fili who was now hanging onto him, allowing his legs to drag.
Fili's own black pants would be very dirty after this and the black leather of his new boots would be scuffed. The light brown of Fili's long sleeve undershirt contrasted deeply with his brown tunic, similar belt to the other two males', and Thorin's green one. "What the bloody hell are you two doing?" Thorin asked as he tried to take a step.
"Nothing," both males replied but Thorin saw that in their eyes they were feeling great emotions and he sighed heavily.
"I remember when you two were but wee lads doin' this," Thorin mumbled.
.~:*:~. Part 1/2 done .~:*:~.