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Erebor Coffee
Chapter 2
I ended up leaving Erebor coffee two hours longer then I had hoped, but I did leave with a study date and Thorin's number. The mid afternoon sun was shining brightly as I let a broad smile fill my face, walking down the street and back to my apartment.
My apartment was small but not too small; it had all the things I needed to get me through. Throwing my keys into the dish next to the door I trudged into my living room, I went to push open the wide bay windows to shoo away some pigeons that had decided to coo very loudly. Flopping down on my sofa I looked at the back of my hand where Thorin had written his number and when to meet for the study date, which was, incidentally, tonight. My phone buzzed happily in my pocket which I frantically forced out of my tight jeans pocket. I shouldn't have gotten a silicon phone case. Staring at my penguin phone case I flipped it and looked at the screen, I had a message off Kili.
'YOOOO BILBOO GUESS WHAT I GOOOOT' The message read, we always sent messages in caps. Only true a friendship text in caps. I replied with a smile on my face.
'WHAT' I replied.
'MY UNCLE GOT ME AND FILI A JOB IN HIS CAFÉ YO' I chuckled lightly.
'OFF FOR A SHOWER NOW BBY TALK LATER' I put my phone back into my pocket as I walked through to the bathroom. I leaned over the bath as I turned on the hot water, waiting for it to warm I checked my phone again. I had another message off Kili.
'OKAY DOKEY BBY HAVE FUN ;)' He said, he was a cheeky little shit, but he was funny as hell. I went through my music finding my anime openings playlist and put them on full blast. The Attack on Titan opening blasted out as I started to remove my shirt, singing along to the German bits and belting out the Japanese that I always had stuck in my head. Tugging down my jeans I threw them against the door and pulled back the shower curtain. Letting the hot water fall over my face I let all of today's events soak in. How both me and Thorin laughed so hard together, chatting about my course and giving me tips and ideas. How he grabbed my hand and scrawled his number onto it, luckily I saved his number into my phone before I left. My phone then switched songs and one of the Bleach OST's came on.
Rubbing the shampoo into my wavy hair I sang along to the only English song on my phone, dancing around happily rinsing my hair and washing my body. Once I was fully clean and soap free I climbed out the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist as I wandered through to my bedroom. I had a three quarter bed, because I was too small for a normal double and I never have anyone to share a bed with so this bed was just right for me. I had a large wardrobe standing proudly in the corner next to my antique desk, all the windows in my flat where large and everything was brightly lit in the afternoon sun. I rummaged around my wardrobe, looking for my 'come at me bro' t-shirt, which was neatly folded at the bottom. Jumping into some fresh skinnies as I checked my hair in the mirror, it was starting to go wavy again but I was cool with that.
Thorin wanted me over at his flat for around 7 tonight, it was just gone 4 now so I decided to get some food. Hmm…what to have, I rummaged through the cupboards in my kitchen, I only had pasta and a couple of bread cakes. I moved away from the cupboards and searched the freezer; thankfully it was well stocked so I pulled out a box of microwave fries and two mini pizzas. Turning the radio on full blast I danced around the kitchen, the microwave dinged and the pizzas were ready. It was already half 6 by the time I had cleaned up everything, watched some shows and reblogged a ton of stuff on Tumblr.
I pulled on my purple converse, packed my bag and locked my apartment, as I walked down the hall my neighbour poked his head out and waved as I passed, smiling nicely in reply. I hopped down the stairwell and out the main lobby. The sun was beginning to set as I got to the coffee shop, I checked my phone, and it was just past 7pm so I sent Thorin a message.
'I'm outside now...dunno how to get in x' with a little swishing noise the message sent. I stood against the door of the shop waiting for a reply.
'Haha, okay I'll be down in a sec x' I could hear footsteps on metal stairs so I turned into the noise, Thorin poked his head out from around the corner. "Come on up!" He said happily. I followed him around the corner to see a metal staircase that lead up to apartment doors. As we walked up the stairs in a weird silence I could swear I could hear some singing badly along to a Queen Song. "Mines the top floor seeing as I own this building" He grinned as we got to the top floor apartment door. Thorin opened the door and invited me in. It was a mess. His entire flat was one big mess.
"Nice... place you have here" I mumbled, Thorin beamed a smile at me.
"I've literally only just tidied up so excuse any mess" He chuckled as he sat on the sofa, I pulled off my shoes and sat in the armchair opposite him. He had his hair tied back, the ends were still wet…I guess he's had a shower, blushing furiously I coughed to cover my face.
"So then, have you brought the stuff you need?" Thorin asked me, he tucked some loose hair behind his ear as he picked up notepad off the coffee table.
I nodded quickly, "Yup, I've brought my books, my iPad and my funky lucky pens!" I grinned as I patted my bag. I had a weird thing about collecting stationary that I don't even need put there just so many different pens and cute designs I just can't stop myself from buying pens and pencils and rubbers and flexi rulers! Thorin chuckled at my stupid grin on my face.
"Good! Did you want a drink before we start?" He asked as he stood up, "I've got beer, coffee, some tea I think" I watched as Thorin wandered into the kitchenette and flicked the kettle on, he lent against the counter his strong arms crossed over his tight chest. I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was looking at the floor a small grin making his cheeks perk up softly.
My throat went dry, "Uhm…I'll have a tea please!"
I watched as Thorin searched through the cupboards, and then emerge with a box of tea in hand. "Uhh, I have this" He said, showing me the box, it had a gold ban across the top with a weird name scrawled within the gold band. "Peach and Cherry Blossom Green Tea, sounds like your kind of thing. I stole it from Dwalin last time I was round…it smells of flowers" He added, giving the box a quick sniff before letting me smell it. It did indeed smell of flowers, hints of peaches filled my nose.
"That sounds lovely!" I said as Thorin turned back to making the coffee and tea, he looked confusingly at the box and back at the kettle; I called across "You're not supposed to put milk in green tea! And sometimes you can put lemon in" He nodded and quickly made the drinks and returned to the sofa, passing me a mug. It wasn't too hot in my hands, I had thick skin. Holding the mug close I blew away the steam and took a sip, it was just right.
"So what have you been learning so far?" Thorin asked, with it only being mid-October we were coming up to some pretty big papers.
"Well, in our studies of the Valar, we've done; the beginning of days, the creation of the three races, and we're just starting a study on the evil of Melkor" I answered, counting them on my fingers. Gandalf was piling it on us so it was hard to remember the order. "And in our First Age study we've learned about; Tuor's coming to Gondolin and part Túrin's childhood." Thorin nodded. I hope I was getting it all right; I sometimes get mixed up with the dates and little things.
"Do you have any exams or papers due in any time soon?" Thorin asked me, he probably wanted a deadline so he can tutor me more. I had to think about when my next one was.
"Err…I think Gandalf said something about a test next month" I answered, rummaging through my things to see if I had my dairy with me…I did not. How strange.
"Have you had any before this one?" Thorin asked frantically. I'd heard rumours about Dean Saruman and Vice-Dean Elrond kicking out older students for failing, but I doubt they'd do that to me, Elrond liked me too much.
"No, this will be the first one of the year!" I smiled happily, "Actually I'm sort of looking forward to it." I noticed Thorin's face drop, the colour from his cheeks washed away and his eyes wide. Did I say something wrong? Is there something behind me? Is my nose bleeding?
"Haha, errmm, Bilbo? I don't want to be the one to piss on your bonfire…but, errmm, back in my day, if you didn't get over 50% on the first exam on the semester, the Dean and Vice-Dean could kick you off the course." Thorin said as he rubbed his neck, trying not to look like he'd just ruined my life.
"What?!" I half shouted, "Why didn't Gandalf say anything. He said there might be a little test, not a massive exam that my entire future depended on." My head was starting to hurt. Why didn't that idiot of a 'professor' tell us!? My chest was beginning to ache, did I bring my inhaler?
"Calm down Bilbo, it'll be okay." Thorin said softly, worry filled his words. I stood up quickly, pacing to the fireplace and glancing at the sword that hung above it. I'm gunna fail for sure now. Oh god I really am gunna fail. Bringing my hands up to my hair I tugged at a curl and paced over to the window.
"I mean how am I ever going to pass if I can't even get the creation of dwarves right?" I ranted, turning away as Thorin rose from his seat and wandered up to me.
"I knew I should never have left home, my cousins said as much, but oh no, I am a Took, I have to go on giant adventures." I could feel a lump in my throat, trying to swallow it down, but failing massively. My eyes began to sting under my glasses, tears threatened to fall. In which they did. A strong hand rested on my shoulder, the thumb gently rubbing the fabric on my jumper.
"Please don't cry Bilbo…" Thorin whispered. My head went light and fuzzy. The floor felt like it was running away from my feet. My ears started ringing and my vision went black.
"Nope..." I whispered and blacked out.
I blinked slowly, opening my eyes slightly I could feel a fresh wave of tears falling into my ears. Was I laid down? What happened? I reached up to rub my eyes, groaning as I began to sit up but Thorin hurried over and tried to push me back down.
"Don't sit up too quickly." Thorin said, "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? Do you need a minute? Here, drink your tea." He fussed around a bit, handing me my mug of tea. I looked at him and caught his gaze, then it hit me. I fainted.
I burst out laughing nervously. "Calm down Thorin, I'm fine really!" I chuckled. "I just fainted, that's all, nothing serious." Thorin gave me a questioning look then he signed.
"Well, if you're sure you're okay." He said. I smiled and nodded, reminding his that he was supposed to be teaching me about the Valar, not mothering me. We got back to studying. Thorin was an amazing teacher, he always got into these massive stories that he says his Grandfather had told him about. I was starting to feel confident about this now. I bet it was Gandalf's pipe fumes that was making me fail.
We had just finished the creation of the elves when Thorin got up and wandered into the kitchen. I was just finishing colour coding my notes. I watched as he walked over and ducked into the fridge. "Bilbo, I'm afraid I only have Beer left." He called over; his head was still in the fridge whilst his butt wiggled slightly as he spoke.
"Okay then, I'll have a beer, I suppose" I replied. I saw Thorin raise his hand with a can in it, the next thing it was whizzing past my head with only millimetres from hitting my face. I squealed loudly and flinched back into the armchair. Then can hit the wall, dinted it and rolled under the sofa. Thorin then poked his head out of the fridge and laughed at me. I scowled at him as he walked back over to the sofa, brushing loose hair behind his ear. Thorin had taken his out of a messy pony about an hour ago. Once he had calmed down he placed the box of beer on the coffee table and threw me another beer. Thankfully I caught it before it hit my face.
"Holy crap!" Thorin exclaimed as he put down his can of beer, it sounded empty as it hit the coffee table. "Is it really 2am?!" He glanced at the clock on the wall, pushing back his long hair from his face.
"Oh god yeah it is and all!" I freaked out a little, hurrying grabbing my bag and pens, cramming my iPad into my bag, pulling my jumper back over my head. Crap where's my notepad. It's next to Thorin, okay.
"Why are you rushing around?" I heard Thorin ask.
"Gotta get back, its late!" I almost shouted at him, looking around for my glasses in a blind panic.
"It's a really rough area here at night, I'm not letting you walk home at this time" I had my back to him, pulling on my shoes quickly. Then his words hit me. Did he just ask me to stay the night? Turning slowly to face him, my cheeks flushed as one of my glasses lenses started to steam up, whipping them off quickly. Trying to make it look cool like Clark Kent does in Superman. Unfortunately they got caught on my ear and fell to the floor. Oh god I'm making such a fool of myself!
Thorin chuckled happily; I stared at him for like a minute then shut my mouth. "Are…are you asking me to stay the night?" his smile grew, he nodded quickly. "Uhm…Where will I sleep?" I could feel another stupid blush cover my face, damn my stupid blushes!
"I have a sofa bed if that's okay with you?" Thorin asked as he began to remove the sofa cushions off, I got a brief look at what was under it. I am not sleeping in that. Seriously, it was green with what looked like yellowing stains on the mattress. Just the thought of sleeping in it made me feel dirty.
"Uhh…do you have any other beds?" I asked, "I have a really bad dust allergy and my asthma could flare up any moment if I sleep on that." Any excuse to not sleep on that death trap. Thorin gave me a look I couldn't read. I looked down at the floor; my shoes weren't even tied properly. Thorin cleared his throat loudly.
"There's only one other bed…and that's mine…I could sleep on the sofa and you can have my bed if you want?" Thorin asked, pulling his hair back and tying it into a loose pony tail, his shirt rose up slightly as he did so. A thin trail of dark hair covered his stomach, or what I could see of it anyway.
"If that's okay with you" I replied, scratching the back of my head. I wonder what his room was like; did he have a big bed? I hope so, I can starfish then, I like starfishing. Thorin smiled and nodded.
"Come on I'll show you my room!" Thorin said happily. I kicked my shoes back off and dropped my bag on the armchair. I only just noticed the 'Stairway to Heaven' poster on the wall going up the stairs. Thorin's room took up most of the loft space of his apartment; it had rock band posters on the walls along with photos of friends. There was a large window on one wall that had a view of the buildings across the road. "Yeah, well, this is my room…or as my nephews call it…the love loft…please don't ask, they're both idiots" He chuckled softly. "The bathroom is just through that door; if you need anything just shout"
I smiled sweetly at him and walked further into the room, his bed was king-sized with an oaken bedframe. It looked strong and sturdy. "Uhm… I didn't pack anything to sleep in…" I mumbled, fumbling with the hems of my jumper. Thorin looked like he was thinking then suddenly hurried across the room to his wardrobe, throwing jeans and t-shirts onto the floor. He popped back up with an oversized 'Charlemagne: The Omens of Death' band t-shirt and threw it at me.
"There you go" Thorin said, "Okay then, I'll see you in morning" And with that, he left the room.
Okay. I felt awkward. I looked down at the shirt in my hand, it felt soft and loved. I walked over to the bed and sat down, the bed was so comfy. I pulled off my jumper and the t-shirt beneath it, dropping them to the floor beside the bedside table, placing my shoes beside them I pulled Thorin's t-shirt on. It smelt musky like a lingering aftershave mixed with softener. I stood up and slipped out of my jeans and climbed into the bed. It was huge; I could roll over in it about 7 times and not roll out of bed.
The sheets were soft and warm. I curled up into my usual ball with the quilt pulled up to my mouth, I had a thing about having things rubbed against my bottom lip, ever since I was a child I liked it. Sighing I snuggled up into the feather pillows, letting my face sink into it. Gradually I began to warm up and stretched. God this bed was big; I felt bad because Thorin gave up his own bed for me…it was a nice bed though. Finally I fell asleep hugging one of the pillows with the quilt between my legs.
I thought I was dreaming, but then I felt like I was falling then I did that weird twitchy thing and woke with a start. Groaning softly I rubbed my face and looked at the digital clock next to me, it was half 3 in the morning. Ughhhh. I rolled over, reaching out blindly to just feel nothing next to me. I felt kind of lonely in this bed. I got up and padded to the bathroom, squinting at the light I went to the toilet. After flushing I wandered back into the dark room.
"Should I go downstairs?" I mused to myself, "Thorin might still be awake, he looks like the kind of guy who could stay up all night and not be fazed by it." I nodded to myself and turned the lamp on so I didn't fall over anything. Padding down the stairs I noticed that the light was off but a blue haze filled the room, the TV was still on but on standby.
Thorin was asleep on the sofa bed; blanket half on the floor and his hair over his face. I peered over the back of the sofa and looked at him, sure his mouth was open and such but he had no shirt on so I tried my very best not to look at his chest. I nudged his shoulder slightly, he stirred and mumbled "Fucks sakes Kili…don't piss off those elves…" Huh? Thorin then opened his eyes and yawned loudly pressing the palms of his hands into his face. "Oh…Bilbo, it's just you…hmm…what is it?" he asked, his voice was all rough from sleeping.
"Uhm…I know this is weird but…I feel lonely in that big bed…and stuff" I could feel my face turn red. Thorin stretched loudly and yawned again.
"It's okay" He said, sitting up. "It's easy to feel lonely in that bed, I'll come up if that's okay" Thorin stood slowly, stretching for a while. He was only in his boxers, his strong thigh muscles flexed under his skin and his abs tensed. I was then distracted by a very loud yawn type of noise then looked up to his face, half hidden in the dim lighting.
"Y-yeah! That would fine…" I said, trying to not sound eager. I wandered back up the stairs, Thorin behind me. The bedside lamp was still on as I climbed back into the bed, Thorin climbing in on the other side, he let out a groan as he rolled around, finding his spot. I turned to face him just as he rolled onto his face. Typical.
I fell asleep not long after Thorin did; the bed had become warmer with two bodies in it. At some points we had our feet tangled together, we fought over the quilt and I had a few kicks to the shins as well.
Morning light filtered through the gaps in the blinds, waking me up slowly. I yawned lazily and blinked the sleep out of my eyes. I shifted slightly but suddenly stopped to find an arm around my waist, looking over my shoulder I found Thorin dead to the world cuddling me close to him. What a cutie.