Roses are Red. Violets are...

Too generic.

My heart beats only for the beauty of you. I love you more than the moon loves the sun...

Too much.

Your face is like an angel, I have been secretly admiring you from afar...

Stalker like.

Kili groaned as he hurled the piece of paper across the room, glaring as he heard the familiar thump of it hitting the wall. Why the hell was this so hard? He closed his eyes as he tried to picture the young maiden's face.

Fair maiden to my heart, you voice is as sweet as a thrush's song...

Just plain weird.

''What have you got there, little brother?'' Kili looked up suddenly, shaking his head to hide the sudden blush that crept over his cheeks as he covered the page. Fili stood, leaning over his brother's shoulder, a small, smug smile on his face. The dark haired dwarf brought his hand to the page and crumpled before Fili could ask again, the blush deepening.

''It's nothing.'' Fili raised his eye brow. ''Don't look at me like that.'' The brunet glared as he stood, picking up the page and walking over to the others before turning to the fire and throwing the crumbled pages into the crackling flames.

''Wait.'' Fili leapt over to his brother, a sudden concerned expression on his face. ''What you doing? What was that?'' Kili shook his head.

''I said it doesn't matter.'' Fili dropped his gaze. Forcing his face to stay straight as he sudden realised what his brother must have been doing.

''Poetry is highly over rated.'' He said as he walked over to the bed and sat down, crossing his legs underneath him as he did. Kili turned to face the blond, a thunderous look on his face.

''How-'' Fili tapped his nose, grinning widely. ''You had better not be mocking me.'' Kili gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the feeling of blood rushing to his cheeks. Maybe if he ignored it, Fili won't notice it.
''Not at all.''

''You are!'' Kili stomped back over to the desk chair and threw himself down into the wooden seat, refusing to look at this brother's face.

''I said I wasn't.'' The dark haired dwarf turned enough to show his brother his unconvinced expression but quickly looked back at the wall, trying to ignore the feeling of his brother's eyes burning in the back of his head. ''So,'' Fili said, ''Who was it for?''

''None of your business.'' Kili snapped before he could stop himself. Fili raised his eye brows again and threw his hands up defensively as his brother fumed.

''Sorry. I just wondered.'' The dark haired rolled his eyes and sighed. Damn you Fili.

''This girl.'' He shrugged. ''She lives down in the village-''

''A human?'' Fili asked

''No. She is dwarf. She has lives with her father down in the village, and works with him in the market.''

''Of course.'' Kili turned and glared at his brother.

''What's that meant to mean?'' Kili said defensively.

''Nothing. It's not meant to mean anything.'' Fili sighed and waved his hand to prompt his brother to continue. Though Kili blushed and gritted his teeth again, he continued to talk.

''She was just sat there - business was obviously slow. She was selling...I forget what. I can remember her face...her voice... but not what she was selling.'' Kili's gaze was far off and a small smile crept onto his face, so he didn't notice when his brother's face flickered with a strange expression.

''She just sat there and when I walked over she look at me. I went to buy whatever it was she was selling, something for Ma I think ... but she stood. She stood for me, Fili. But her father walked over but I didn't hear anything he said. She blushed when she saw me looking at her-''

''Yeah I would too if I saw that'' Fili gestured to his brothers face. ''Starting at me.''

''...and turned but it was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen.''

''Ah, young love.'' Fili said as he grinned widely at his brothers sudden softness.

''You're only jealous.'' Kili said as he stuck his tongue out. It wasn't fair, thought Kili. Why did his brother constantly have to take the piss out of him?

"For what? The fact that you were too scared to even talk to her?''

"That's why am I'm writing to her!'' An evil grin crossed Fili's face and his eyes glinted with mischief.

''Now we're getting somewhere. Now you are actually admitting the fact that you were writing poetry.''

''I was not-''

''Roses are red, Violets are blue. My name is Kili and I couldn't to talk to you.'' Kili glared, his eyes narrowing threateningly at his brother as his face flushed again. ''Oh my darling, I have come tonight to serenade you in the moon light of your beauty. However I am too afraid, I shall have to write my words in fear of you never hearing what I say.'' Fili stood, exaggerating his movements as he threw his arms into the air. ''Kili, my darling.'' He leaped to his brother, pretending to faint into his arms, casting an arm over his forehead, as he forced his voice unnaturally high. ''How your words lift my heart. I feel it, all a pitter and a patter.''

''You should stop before you injure yourself.'' Kili said, his jaw hard as he gave his brother yet another murderous glare. At this point, Fili was thanking Mahal that looks could not kill, for if they could Fili would of been seriously ill.

''Oh my darling, how kind of you to concern yourself over little, old me.''

''Little being the precise word.'' Fili gasped, and drew away from his brothers arms.

''You don't play fair.'' He said as he fluttered his eyelashes. ''Love shall tie us together in an unbreakable bond. No harsh words can break it.''

''Sometimes I really hate you.'' Kili said, though his mouth twitched upwards into a smile. ''I hope you realize you look ridiculous.''

''Not as much as you must have, dear brother.'' Kili stuck his tongue out before looking down at the blank page before him.

''So?'' He said plainly. None of this had solved his original problem. He still didn't know what the hell to right to this girl and all that he had achieved from that conversation was being made a fool of by his elder brother. ''What should I write?'' He asked.

Fili's face dropped like a stone. He had been counting on distracting Kili enough so he could have his fun and then leave him be without having that question asked. But that didn't look like it was going to happen now.

''You said girls don't like poetry? So, what do they like?'' Fili dropped his gaze. How the hell was he supposed to know what girls liked? He hadn't been out with anyone other than one and that had been a disaster. A snigger brought Fili's attention back. ''You don't know, do you?'' Kili didn't even attempt to hide the look of triumph plastered across his face.

''Well-''

''You have no idea!''

''Well nor do you.'' The blond said past the sniggers from his brother.

''I wasn't the one who gave you all this crap and pretended to though, was I?'' There was a long pause as Fili looked away, not willing to answer as he knew he would end up digging himself further into the hole.

''So,'' he started. ''What you going to do?''

''What are we going to do?'' Kili corrected. ''After all that, you are helping me now if you like it or not. I swear to you Fili that this is going to be the best love letter anyone has ever written. And you are not getting out of it.''

A strange expression crossed Fili's face again. He glared, before grinning widely and giving a small laugh.

''You know what?''

''What?''

''Let's ask Uncle Thorin, shall we?''

...erm...may you please review?

Thank you so much for reading this, once again it means so much to me that I can't even explain and a review to tell me how to improve would be the most amazing thing in the world c: I hope you enjoyed this less angsty fanfiction, it was really difficult to write but luckily it is now complete. Hopefully some more soon (planning a next chapter to this one so hopefully that will come true. - Some embarrassed!Thorin action XD

Enjoy and thank you again