- Come on, Bill, It's going to be cool, you'll like it, I swear. - Bofur said for the tenth time.
Every friday night was like this. He came to my house with Ori and tried to convince me to go to the pub with them, and after half an hour they finally gave up. But today was different.
- Yeah Bilbo, come with us. It has so many cute guys there. - Ori said.
- Fuck. Okay. - I relented. - I will, but if I do not feel comfortable I'll leave. - I said impatiently.
As soon as we got there I already wanted to leave because the smell of beer came through my nose and made me nauseous.
- Guys, I think I'll sit at the bar there, okay? - I said with a forced smile.
- All right, if something happens just text us. - Ori said.
I just nodded and went to sit in an empty part of the bar. I ordered a glass of water and the bartender gave me a weird look.
As soon as I got my water I drink it all in one gulp. No, I wasn't thirsty. I was nervous.
- Wow, looks like someone has been drinking too much. - I heard a voice saying and laughing.
I looked around and saw a tall guy with dark hair and a thin beard. He had a dark blue suit and was the sexiest man I've ever seen in my entire life. I felt so dirty stand next to him because I was just wearing a skinny black pants and a dark green t-shirt.
When I finally processed that he was talking to me, I said:
- No. I do not drink.
- No? How do you live? - He asked after ordering two beers. Wait.. Two?
- Well, I'm fine with my life, thank you very much! - I said without looking at him.
- Yeah, right..
- What do you mean? - I asked now looking at him.
- If you are fine with your life, then why are you here? You do not seem the kind of person who comes in places like this.
- I do not seem-Listen, I do not know what you meant by that, but you know nothing about me, alright? And goodbye! - I said getting up and turning to leave, but I felt a hand holding my arm.
- What I meant is that I do not think a beautiful boy like you would lose time in a place like this. - That man said letting go of my arm and reached his hand for me. - Thorin. Thorin Oakenshield.
I stared at him for a few seconds before taking his hand.
- Bilbo Baggins.
- Glad to meet you, Bilbo. Can I buy you a drink?
- I told you I do not drink. - I replied sitting again.
- Ah yes, but I've ordered two beers, then it would be an insult to me if you not accept. - He said pretending to be upset.
- Yeah, alright. But just one.
We talked for some time. I told him I was here because of my friends and he was right to say that I don't come to places like this, because I feel suffocated being surrounded by so many people and that I would rather stay at home eating chocolate and watching The Walking Dead. He laughed a little bit and said that the Show wasn't so bad, but he think that I should not eat too much chocolate, and this resulted in a glare of my part and a smile accompanied by an "sorry" of his.
– So, you always do like that? – I asked.
– Do what? – He said smiling.
– You know, you pay a drink, you smile and then you get them in your bed.
– No. I just invite them to my bed. – He smiled again.
– You invite them?
– Well yes. – He said taking a sip of his drink.
– Are you going to invite me to your bed? – I said sarcastically.
– Probably.
– Well this is not going to work on me.
– No? – That fucking smile. – We'll see.
We talked some more after that. And I just realized it was really late when I got a message from Bofur saying that Ori had already left and he was going to leave now with a boy. I said it was okay, and that I would stay a little longer.
- So.. - I started. - Why did you payed me a drink? - I finally asked Thorin.
- Why I wouldn't?
- I do not know, I mean.. You said you did not pay a drink to the others and I do not know, I just ..
Thorin laughed and stood up.
- You're different. I like that. You seems someone who would be worth having a conversation. And I was right. - He smiled and continued. - So, Bilbo, why we don't go to my place?
I sighed.
- Thorin, I already said that I will not let you get in my pants.
He laughed again.
- I'm just being nice. I mean, I can not drive and your friends already left. My house is just a block away.
- I can get a cab. - I said.
- And why would you spend your money when you can stay at my house?
- Because I do not know you.
- Of course you know me. - He said and sighed. - Shall we go?
- Okay. - I relented. Again.