Hello! I was a bit taken aback by the response towards this little idea of mine (my ideas never really end up getting much appreciation), and I am ever so happy to know that you all are enjoying this story! I read all of your reviews and they're all very lovely. Thank you all for taking your time to read and leave a comment, and all the favorites and follows are also very much appreciated (: My language and vocab range isn't exactly the best, but I hope it suffices in making this idea of mine at the very least, tolerable! Do continue to review, (they make my day and they are what keeps me writing!) and I will try my best to make this story stay interesting!
Oh, and yes, Aidan Turner and Dean O'Gorman as Kili and Fili were definitely the eye candy in the Hobbit movie! Not to mention Richard Armitage as Thorin Oakenshield as well (;
Of sacrifice and care -
"Didn't I tell the both of you not to play in the rain? Now look at what you landed yourself into!"
Fili glanced up from under his blanket, nose red and face weary. Beside him, Kili lay limp, snoring lightly.
"It won't happen again mom," Fili sniffed, rubbing his nose on the sleeve of his pyjama.
Their mother stood, arms crossed and near exasperated, "That's what you said the previous time!"
"Sorry mom, we didn't intend for this to happen," Fili yawned, sat up, and rubbed his eyes, then looked at his mom with his eyes half closed and mouth jutting out slightly.
"I don't have the money for your medical expenses! One of you is enough, but BOTH of you? You're both grounded for a month!" She let out a long sigh.
"I don't mean to be rude mother, but.." Fili glanced down at his brother whose hand was dangling from the side of the bed and mouth wide open, "Could you lower your voice? Kili is sleeping. You can scold me later when Kili isn't around," he yawned again, and tugged his brother further into the bed to prevent him from falling off.
Their mother's expression softened at his actions, knowing that they were after all only just children.
"Get more rest, Fili, I'll wake the both of you up again for dinner," she said with a slight smile and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Fili sat still for a couple of minutes, before reaching his toes down onto the cold wooden floor and clumsily making his way to the bathroom, where he took a huge clean towel and small pail.
He filled the pail up with cold water, and then slowly trudged back to where Kili lay unconscious on their shared bed.
"Kili," he shook his brother.
"Mm," was the only response he got.
"Kili," he said again, this time louder and slightly more aggressive in attempting to get him up.
"Mmm, I'm riding on ponies," Kili grumbled and turned such that his face was flat down on the pillow.
Fili clenched his teeth, and stared off into space with an exhausted and glum expression before using all of his strength to turn his brother over, who continued to be deep in slumber.
"Fat," he mumbled while soaking the towel in the cool water and squeezing all the water out, then unceremoniously slapping the towel onto the forehead of his younger brother.
Kili grumbled more and his eyes fluttered open, squinting from the sudden exposure of light.
"Pony? Wha-" the younger glanced around, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
"Go back to sleep," Fili climbed back onto the bed, trying to make himself comfortable again.
Kili only just managed to realize that there was a damp object on his forehead and peeled it off, giving it a long look of curiosity before asking, "What's this for?"
"It's to make your head less hot," Fili muttered matter-of-factly.
"Oooh, that's so cool," Kili giggled, smacking it back onto his forehead, then deciding that it was not enough and unfolding the towel, smacking it onto his whole face, "It's rather big though."
"It's the only one I could find. Go to sleep, Kili."
The pair remained silent for awhile before Kili sat up again and shook his brother.
"What?" The blond responded, slightly annoyed that he had been woken from his short slumber.
"Don't you need one too? Your head felt very hot just now when mom was giving us tea."
"There's only one. It's okay, you can have it."
"Hmm, this thing is big enough though.."
Two hours later, their mother came into their room to wake them for dinner and was greeted by the sight of her two sons laying in bed with a huge towel draped over both of their faces.
"The both of you would be the death of me!" Thorin roared as the two brothers sat huddled together under the shelter of massive rocks that they had found not long before.
"C-c-cold," Kili's teeth chattered as he pulled his cloak closer to himself, as if it would help.
"Fancy the both of you running off into the rain while we are on an important quest to gain back what was rightfully ours! Shame on you! Now both of you have caught a cold, and what do you supposed I do?" Their uncle stood towering over them, face fuming red.
"S-s-sorry uncle, we w-won't do it ag-g-gain." The older of the two shivered.
"Well, you better not! Now go get some rest, the both of you, I don't want two sick and men who are unable to walk straight on my quest!"
"Y-yes uncle," Fili and Kili said simultaneously, and Thorin stalked off, still mad.
"I g-guess our theory of uncle Th-thorin being m-motherly has proven wrong," Kili sputtered, shaking from the cold.
"I didn't k-know it would be th-this c-cold," Fili replied, scooting closer to the latter.
The two unanimously decided to sleep early that night, and were deep in slumber way before any of the other dwarves.
Fili awoke in the middle of the night, glancing around and noticed Thorin sitting not far from where him and his companions were, keeping guard. His lips pulled up into a slight smile. Maybe uncle really does care for all of us.
He glanced around again, trying to find the source of the disturbance of his sleep, and only realized minutes later that Kili was shivering quite badly in his sleep.
He also shuddered as a gust of wind blew against his face like caressing feathers yet like glaciers crashing against his whole body.
The sight of his shivering brother made him worry, and he looked around helplessly for anything that could aid in the younger's suffering.
After a few minutes of searching, Fili finally gave up and sat back down beside his brother. He contemplated the odds of him freezing to death without the woollen jacket he was wearing and decided that the odds weren't very high.
Stripping off the outermost layer he was wearing, he carefully draped the jacket across his brother's shaking figure, the lay back down, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep.
Hours passed and soon, a hint of the sun peeked out at the company that lay strewn under the protection of a massive rock, it's rays slowly perpetually leaking out to brighten up the area.
The first to awaken was Balin, who carefully made his way around the mass of sleeping dwarves (and a hobbit) before he stopped short at a peculiar sight.
Fili and Kili lay huddled closely together with a brown woollen sweater draped across them, barely covering half of each of their bodies.
"Aw," Balin smiled to himself, "poor young dwarves."