After Rorimak gave Bilbo and Thorin a quick over view of Frodo's well being, He soon left with more thank you's and a quick bow to Thorin. Frodo wondered the halls of his new residence, not being to fond of the old wooden way it looked or the creaking floor boreds. He made his way through What seemed to be the master bed room. A bit further down the hall way to a slightly smaller looking room. He paused in front of it. This door was a completely different color than all the rest of the doors in the house. This door was a faded dark green with gold colored designs framing it. Frodo bit down on his bottom lip attempting to suppress a smile as he jumped grabbing the door handle and quickly twisting it as he plopped back onto the ground. The smile faded as he realized the door was locked.
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"He's been gone so long, what if the Hobbit child has gotten lost?" Throin questioned tapping his fingers against the wall he leaned against. Bilbo shrugged perfectly breaking the egg shell and pouring yoke into the bowl. "The house is not that big Thorin the lad is fine." He reassured turning to face the distort king.
"My, I wish you'd worry about me that way." Bilbo sighed turning around back to the bowl of yolk and began stirring the eggs together with a whisk.
"I do worry about you!I've always worried about you!" Throin proclaimed walking closer to the hobbit. His face burned red with embarrassment as he spoke.
"I-I worried about you constantly through the journey to and back from Erebor. Your well being has always been my priority!"
Bilbo could feel his face glow with embarrassment, he didn't mean to stir Throin up in such a way.
"I was only joking." Bilbo laughed nervously adding in the flower to the bowl and pouring the ingredients into the steaming pan atop the stove.
"And I was not." Thorin said hugging the hobbit from behind. Bilbo's body was on fire now melting under the firm hug.
"Bilbo, I care for you so much." Throin said turning Bilbo around to face him. Bilbo's face had gone light red, eyes wide in fear and excitement just as Thorn's had. He continued.
"You...you are...A great companion." Thorin chocked out, mentally slapping himself to calling Bilbo his "companion". Bilbo cocked his head sightly sideways at the militaristic compliment.
"Um, alright?Thanks."
Thorin smiled awkwardly giving Bilbo's shoulders a gentle pat and releasing him. The moment was murdered and Thorin was the culprit. Bilbo returned the smile and turned to tend to the sizzling food behind him. Swearing under his breath Thorin backed away back to the wall in defeat.
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Frodo huffed throwing the last bulky chapter book onto the pile in front of the door and climbed atop it. Laughing to himself he jimmied the broken metal he found while wondering about the hall, into the slight crack at the door just above where the door and door frame met. Gripping the metal bar as hard as his little hands could grip,he pushed forward.
CRACK!
Frodo's smile intensified, it was working!
Crack! The door sounded louder. The green painted wood begin to break around the metal's force. He pushed even harder this time, his goal was so close to being achieved. Suddenly the book under neither him gave into the pressure and slid quickly behind him, taken by surprise Frodo gasped as his head collided with the side of the metal bar as tumbled harshly to the ground with a loud thump.
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Thorin jumped as he heard a crash coming from the back hall of the house.
"Frodo!" Bilbo called. The two rushed to the source of the sound but was soon stopped in horror at the sight in front of them. A crying Frodo was layed out on his back, blood trickling from between his fingers that covered his forehead. Bilbo's mothers favorite love novels were spread out around the small boy, one in particular and ripped at the spine. A metal Bar had been jabbed deep into the crack of the door beside them.
"Frodo are you alright?!" Bilbo asked kneeling down and taking the boy in his arms. "Let me see you head."
Frodo resisted at first but shortly after allowed Bilbo to remove his hands to see his wounds. The wound was small and thankfully not deep or anything drastic but bloody non the less.
"Frodo, what were you trying to achieve?!" Throin questioned walking to the door and yanking out the metal bar. "Is this the metal I brought back from Erebor?"
Frodo sniffled covering his forehead once more and burying his face into Bilbo's shirt as he mumbled."I-I just wanted to see what was inside." He cried, weeping into the cloth of his uncles shirt. Pushing himself back up to his feet, Frodo still in hand, Bilbo looked once again at the damaged books then down at Frodo, who had his eyes squeezed shut.
"Lets get you cleaned up."
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Frodo swung his feet back and forward as he sat on the living areas wooden candle table. Gritting his teeth, Bilbo rapping the bandage around the young boys head once more. He had burned dinner tonights dinner and witness the destruction of his house and mothers belongings with in an hour.
"Frodo." Thorin said entering the living area and tossing the block of wood he had just retrieved from outside into the fire. Frodo's eyes were trained on the floor as he replied. "Yes?"
"What you did was very stupid." Thorin barked.
"Thorin!" Bilbo hissed at the rude comment. He lift Frodo's head so their eyes could meet, he continued "He means, today you worried us. We have just taken you in and we thought we had lost you already. You are a Baggins now and Baggins are careful creatures." Frodo pushed his lips tight together and nodded. Bilbo smiled rubbing his hand though the knotted locks of Frodo's hair.
" We may not know each other well but I want you to know you could have asked what was inside that door without breaking into it. You could have come to me or uncle Thorin and we would have gladly given you a answer."
"Uncle Thorin?" Thorin questioned stepping up beside Bilbo. Fordo beamed up at the Dwarf. "And I can ask anything?!" Warmth shot down Thorin as he witnessed the gleam in the young Hobbits eyes.
"I-I presume." He replied crossing his arms.
"Are Dwarfs as strong as the rumors say?I heard they are eighty feet tall, but you're not eighty feet tall, and that they smell of mud 'cause they hide in caves and eat humans, do you eat humans?And what of the Elfs?!Aren't Dwarfs and Elfs the same thing?!" Thorin was taken aback by the awful rumors Hobbits pass on to their young.
"What? Smell of mud?Hide in caves?Who has taught you these awful rumors of my Kin? No We do not eat humans and live in caves and what pompous fools would suspect we are the same as Elfs?!" Bilbo chuckled at Thorin's hurt expressions.
"Frodo,don't get him started, we don't have the centuries required to listen to him complain about Elfs. Lets get you off to bed now." Bilbo broke in Picking up the young hobbit and placing him onto the ground.
"Bed?But uncle!"
"No but uncle's you've had all the excitement you need today with that stunt you pulled, tell Thorin goodnight." Bilbo commanded already leading the boy halfway out the door. Frodo slipped out of Bilbo's grasp peeking his head back into the door frame. He beamed back at the Dwarf, Blue eyes gleaming in the light of the fire.
"Good night Uncle Thorin!" Then he disappeared behind the door.
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After a bath, Bilbo changed into his night attire and slipped into the master bed room closing the door after him. Throin had sat on the corner of the bed staring down at his feet. Bilbo paused for a moment before proceeding to hop onto the bed,laying down on his back behind Thorin.
"Thorin, are you okay?" Bilbo asked once he noticed Thorin hadn't budged. Thorin suddenly reanimated turning to look down at Bilbo. His features soften as he stared down at the Hobbit.
"Are you okay?" Bilbo asked once more propping himself on his elbows. Thorin smiled.
"Yes, forgive me I was lost in thought." Thorin babbled returning to his senses.
"About?" Bilbo coaxed.
Taking in a deep breath he said. "The Boy, he called me Uncle. It reminded me of how Fili and Kili were at that age." Thorin remembered as the words left his mouth.
"I suspected that much." Bilbo muttered.
"It saddens me to my heart." Thorin whispered.
Bilbo swallowed hard daring to say what he had wanted to say since he entered the room.
"Would...Would a kiss heal your wound?" He asked, soon after silence took hold of them before Thorin coughed a rough "yes" and slowly turned his body to face Bilbo. Bilbo pushed himself to a sitting position so that his and his lovers knees rubbed against another. Thorin clinched his jaw tight staring wide eyed and frozen at his lover. A moment went by like this before Bilbo became slightly worried he had broken the poor Dwarf.
"Um, if you..don't want to-"
"No!I want to!" Thorin interrupted swallowing the butterflies that were trying to escape his stomach. Leaving no time for awkwardness to settle back, he pulled Bilbo into a kiss. It was strange how the Hobbit's lips matched his own so perfectly, but they were so much more gentle and soft than his own. Loosing himself in the passion, Thorin's courage returned to him as he pulled back from the kiss. Bilbo hummed in disappointment.
"Don't be alarmed, my Beloved, but I am going to explore your mouth with my tongue."Thorin warned already beginning to loose his breath.
"You don't have to warn me." Bilbo whispered pulling Thorin back into the kiss. As previously warned, Thorin slid his tongue into the hobbits mouth. The astonishing cinnamon taste of Bilbo's tongue and small moans he made stirred up Thorin in ways he wasn't use to. His member pushed against his trousers forcefully demanding to be freed. He pawed at the cloth covering his growing problem. Determined not the break the kiss, Bilbo Lifted himself upwards and pushed forwards so that Thorin toppled over onto the bed and Bilbo layed onto of him. Thorin could feel Bilbo's length against his thigh,to his surprise, Bilbo began to grind slowing up against him hard and needingly. Their tongues fought for dominance as Thorin began to grind his hips upwards to match Bilbo's pace. Gods he wanted anything, he needed everything his Hobbit could offer.
"Wait." Thorin called out breaking the Kiss and halting the grinding.
"What is it?" Bilbo complained still lost in his pleasure seeking daze.
"What of the boy?Is he asleep." Thorin questioned trying to listen for any passing by footsteps.
"No, I put him to bed before showering, he must be asleep by now." Bilbo breathed grinding hard against Throins crotch. Bilbo had never felt such desire, only read of it in his books. He never believed desire could take hold of a person in such ways until now. Thorin bit back a moan digging his nails into the bed sheets.
"If you are certain That frodo is asleep We can-"
"But I am not asleep." A tiny voice interrupted. All desire ran away from both of them as they looked back towards the door where Frodo, all dressed for bed, had now been standing, smiling innocently. "Are you two wrestling?" He questioned. Bilbo flushed Dark red.
"Ohh my." He said looking back at Thorn's embarrassed face.
"How do you deal with this situation?" Bilbo whispered to Thorin awkwardly smiling back at Frodo. Thorin shrugged.
"Make up something." Thorin whispered back attempting to look as normal as possible . It was the first time the two had been so intimate and they get caught so quickly.
"Yes, wrestling , Go back to bed so we can finish ok?It's very rude to interrupt." Bilbo said in the sweetest voice he could find. Frodo nodded sleepy.
"Alright, tell me who is the winner tomorrow." With that, Frodo stretched up and grabbed the door, shutting it behind him. Waiting for a moment,Bilbo let out a sigh of relief before collapsing onto the bed beside Thorin.
"Oh, no, no that was awful." Bilbo said shutting his eyes. Thorin chuckled. Desire returning to him,he rolled over on top of the hobbit. Bilbo's eyes creaked open questionably.
"Your still.." Without letting Bilbo finish, Thorin claimed another passionate kiss, this time softer and slower. Regretting it greatly, Bilbo broke the kiss to take in a gulp of air. Excitement coursed through his veins as he felt his member harden again, pushing up against his lovers lower stomach. Thorin nibbled down Bilbo's neck, smiling to himself when Bilbo let out sighs of pleasure.
"Menu zirup men." Thorin whispered unbuttoning Bilbo's shirt.
"What" Bilbo asked reaching up to stroke Thorins rough Beard. Throin smiled shyly looking into Bilbo's eyes.
"It means...you complete me." Thorin replied kissing Bilbo once more before nibbling at his collar bone. Bilbo giggled, never had he thought he'd feel so weak under the words of another and never had he thought he'd end up with anyone, especially not Thorin. Oh Thorin. Just the thought of him alone made Bilbo feel as though he were about to explode. He was so fortunate to have him. Images of Thorin laying on the ice bleeding to death after his battle with Azog flashed inside Bilbo's head. He remembered the feeling of dread he felt when Thorin uttered what he thought was his last words. What if the company hadn't showed up in time to save Thorns life?What if Thorin had expired right there in his arms? Warm tears trickled down Bilbo's cheeks as the horrifying thoughts filled his mind. Sensing something was wrong Thorin looked up at his crying lover.
"Whats wrong?!Did I hurt you?" Thorin asked concerned he had crushed his beloved or something worse. Bilbo bit his lip shaking his head.
"Its just...Back then when I found you on the Ice, you were...you" Bilbo's sentence faded into more sobs.
"Oh Bilbo, no. I am alive, I lived because of you." Thorin said wiping the trail of tears littering Bilbo's face.
"I know but what if I hadn't-" Bilbo burst out not trying to hide his breaking voice.
"But you did, you came and l am alive, do not torture yourself with such thoughts. I am here with you and that is all that matters, do you understand?" Thorin questioned kissing the tip of Bilbo's nose comfortingly. Bilbo nodded sniffling and slightly embarrassed. Taking Bilbo into his arms,Thorin rolled over onto his side.
"Sleep now, halfling. You will need the rest for tomorrow." Thorin whispered diving his face into the mess of brown curls on top of Bilbo's head.
Bilbo wiggled with discomfort under Thorin's large arms.
"Thorin, Im not sad anymore let go." Bilbo said barley audible from the mouth full of Thorns night shirt.
"I have to be certain, sleep now." Throin replied closing his eyes. Bilbo sighed settling into his lovers embrace.
"Thorin...Menu...zirup men." Bilbo said, struggling to remember the foreign words. Eyes still closed Thorin smiled.
"I said sleep."
Bilbo chuckled curling as closely as he could up to the dwarf. He had almost drifted until he remembered something.
"Wait, Thorin...in the morning, who do we tell Frodo won the 'wrestling match'?" He whispered feeling Throin's body wake back up.
"Hmm...we'll just have to figure that out in the morning."
Authors note!
Hi guys, Thank you for reading, please keep reading and i'll try my best to please you all!
Sorry Grammar Nazi's I suck at spelling!
I hope this chapter didn't suck. I wrote all of it and it deleted it's self so I had to rewrite it...yay...I'm trying really hard with this story!