Forever Mine
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own these character.
Warning: Will contain graphic incest in future chapters
Few lovers can trace the origin of their love back to the moment of birth. The King Under the Mountain and his brother and consort may be the only creatures in Middle Earth who can.
Fili had loved his little brother from the moment Kili was born. Fat, pink, squalling thing that he was, it didn't matter to Fili, the five year old felt immediate devotion and a need to protect the little bundle with the shock of black hair. He had crept up to the new baby's crib as Kili wailed piteously and reached his hand over the railing to touch him. Kili's tiny hand had caught his older brother's finger and held tightly and he had immediately stopped crying. Fili felt an overwhelming sense of happiness in that moment, and although he didn't understand it completely at the time, he knew they would never part as long as they both lived. The little blond dwarfling had crawled into his brother's crib and wrapped his arms around the tiny babe. The two have shared a bed, ever since.
Since he was old enough to walk, Kili had followed his older brother everywhere he went. To his lessons, to the forge, battle training, wherever Fili was, you would also find his little brother. Their uncle, Thorin, took to calling the younger one Fili's Shadow, an apt nickname that lingered throughout their childhood.
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The blond prince was everything a dwarf should be: he was rough and ready, excelling at combat training and within the forge. While on a hunting trip with his uncle, the young dwarf killed not one but four rogue orcs that had ambushed the hunting party. He was only thirty-four at the time, hardly more than a boy. From that day on, Fili had worn four warrior braids in his golden locks, the youngest ever to do so within the Blue Mountains. His first beard came in earlier than most, thick and full and bright as Erebor gold. He was stocky and muscled by the time he came of age, and walked with the bearing of one who would be king. But for all his kingly attributes, Fili was still jovial, kind, and fiercely loyal. He was very protective of his family, especially his younger brother, and still had a penchant for the occasional bout of mischief- a family trait shared by both heirs.
Kili, on the other hand, was not your typical dwarf. The dark haired prince was sweet, with a tender heart and an easy smile. On his first hunt with his brother and uncle, Kili had watched Thorin bring down an elk, and later cried silently into Fili's chest. His build was leaner and he was quicker and more agile than most dwarves. He excelled with bow and arrow but never quite got the hang of anything in the forge. His beard was slow in coming and when it did arrive, was hardly more than dark scruff. Although he resembled his uncle with his dark hair and eyes, Kili inherited none of his kingly bearing, for the dwarfling was clumsy and careless. His hair was always in his eyes, the buckles of his boots perpetually unfastened, and he couldn't focus on his lessons for more than an hour at a time. The only constancy in the young heir was his devotion to his brother. He listened intently whenever his brother spoke, and took Fili's word as law.
Their mother, Dis, said they were twins born five years apart and seemed to understand their connection before they did. She could see, early on, that Kili was Fili's One, and Fili was Kili's. Although it wasn't common for brothers to find their One in each other, Dis couldn't help but take comfort in knowing that they would always take care of one another.
