Bilbo hummed to himself as he waited. It's been two days and he was pleased at how Fili and Kili were getting along now. At least, as much as Kili will allow. He understood more than most. Bilbo was a quiet little thing that preferred to watch and learn than leap right into something and inquire loudly. People's actions spoke louder than words. He watched Kili become ridged around Thorin, become skittish. He observed how after he smiled he would cover his hands, and how when someone shook his hand he would wipe it against his trousers. Bilbo was quiet when Kili would play with his face and take pictures allowing the physical interaction. It was all that Kili would do and Bilbo was very pleased he could offer some sort of relief for the youth. But he needed more than what Bilbo could provide, and Bilbo was all about providing happiness.

"Um... Mr... Mr. Baggins?"

Bilbo smiled and folded up the paper sign he had up. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ori."

The redhead was a cute thing, tousled as Kili with fuzzy facial hair that it seemed he was trying to grow out. He even packed just as little. For a six month stay that was... it just would not do.

"How..." Ori bit his bottom lip.

"Please, follow me. We have a few stops to make before we can head home and you can rest. I'm terribly sorry for that, especially after all this traveling."

"I-It's alright." Ori quickly followed after Bilbo. "But... may I ask, how is Kili?"

Bilbo smiled. He had a feeling that Thorin would like to take Ori under his wing as well. It was a good feeling to have, the idea of having a large family.

"Why do you keep doing that?" Fili growled watching Kili wipe his hand yet again on his jeans.

"Doing what?"

"You touch anything remotely human and you wipe your hand. It's annoying." To be truthful Fili was feeling more annoyed at himself. Since that night that they got drunk he started to notice small things about Kili that he wasn't too happy with. Kili had an okay smile. He had rather pretty hair when it was washed and dried. His voice was... nice. Which made him look closer as to why he was starting to become attracted to the man five years younger than him. Kili liked music. He liked being outside. He liked fruits and vegetables more than meat. He liked... no, Kili LOVED the idea of archery and it just made Fili feel uncomfortable when that okay smile turned into the damnedest best thing he had ever seen in his life when he caught Kili looking in a sports utility store's window yesterday when they were walking around town. But most off, he started to notice how Kili hated being touched. It wasn't natural to him and it annoyed him that he couldn't reach over and... and... well touch him!

"I..." Kili pulled his hands inside his hoodie. "Don't like being touched."

"I've noticed. But why?"

Kili fully frowned. "Thought English people didn't pry."

"I-" Fili mentally kicked himself. Kili and him were having fun in Stoke-on-Trent, Fili showing him around the small university. They had stopped by the small market next to Sainsbury's and met up with Bofur who was running a craft shop in the small market. They even stopped for a pint over at the Ember Lounge. But when Kili slowed down when they were crossing another street he had grabbed Kili's hand, pulled him to the other side and had to open his mouth while Kili was taking a puff off of his inhaler.

"Chirophobia."

"What?"

Kili shifted his weight from one foot to the other, folding his arms over his chest. Apparently that would be the only thing he would be giving Fili as way of information. "Can we go back now?"

"We can still grab some things for dinner from Sainsbury's if you want."

"I rather go back." Kili pulled his hood over his head. He was uncomfortable around crowds and today was a very busy day for everyone that lived in the sleepy town.

Fili sighed. Well, he managed to ruin a good day. "Yeah. Maybe we can order something online."

"I'm not hungry."

"You're too skinny."

"I'm not skinny!"

"If I can put my hand on your hip and I feel bone you're too damn skinny!"

"Why would you be putting your hand on my hip?!"

"That's not the-" Fili held up his hands in the air, giving up. "It's an expression. You just... I'm worried okay?"

Kili's cheeks flushed as he gave in a bit, "...pizza... we can order some pizza."

Fili smiled causing Kili to blush more and hide more in his hood. The blond dipped his head down, "You're blushing? Pizza that much of a sinful pleasure?"

"Shut up." Kili pulled his hood over his eyes.

"Stop it, you're adorable. Come on. Lets get back to the car."

While they made it back to the car Fili fished out his cellphone and started to thumb through the internet looking up Chirophobia.

Chirophobia. Fear of hands.

He looked to Kili beside him. How did one function with something like that? How did someone... develop something like that?

Fili stopped short of crossing another street, looking down the way. He bit his lip. Bilbo would be cross with him for spending the money. But... But he wanted to see Kili smile. No. He needed to see Kili smile. So, he sat Kili on a bench not far from where the car was parked, promised to be right back and ran down the street. He knew exactly what he wanted and was excited to get it. Carrying out his awkward packages he couldn't contain the grin he had until he saw iher/i. She leaned over trying to show her short cut shirt while Kili squirmed in his seat. She had her jogging pants low on her hips and her jacket zipped up only an inch so everyone could see her breasts jiggle. "Chavy bitch." Fili growled in his head.

"Not everyone is interested in your bags," Fili spoke up causing the dark haired woman to look up at him.

"'e seemed to be." She sat down on the bench, reaching over to Kili.

Kili stiffened and was about to shoot up to his feet when Fili grabbed him by the arm and yanked him up and away from the woman. "Fuck off Lobelia."

"Fookin' seems the only f'ing you know 'ow to do." She made a rude gesture with her mouth.

"In your dreams, wouldn't even put a dog near you in fear of it getting an STI." Fili shoved his packages into Kili's arms, showing he was not afraid to punch this bitch in public.

"Wha' your skank uncle says 'bout meh is a total lie. You know 'e ruin'd my life."

Fili grabbed Lobelia's jacket, yanking her up onto her feet. "You say say one more thing about Bilbo and I'll cut you."

"You wouldn't."

Fili started to reach into his pocket when Kili grabbed Fili and pulled the blond away. "Not worth it. Seriously, not worth it."

Lobelia yelled some choice insults at them as they went off to the car. They put their stuff into the boot and got in. Kili made sure his seatbelt was extra tight considering that Fili loved to make sharp turns when driving angry.

"That bitch!" He raged, rounding the curved streets of Stoke-on-Trent. The idea of having hr touching Kili made his stomach twist. "Always goes after a pretty face that she thinks she can either get money or drugs from. She was after you because she thought she could get both out of you and possibly a good shag!"

"Fili, calm down. She's a parasite, I get it, a huge parasite, but could you please slow the fuck down!" Kili hand himself braced now with a foot on the dash and a white knuckled grip on the door handle.

"She broke Thorin up with Bilbo once, you know that?" He started down the long empty road that lead back to the estate. He stomped his foot down on the gas pedal. "Harassed Bilbo into tears, chased Thorin out of Bilbo's house pretending to be Bilbo's wife. Managed to put so much tension on them that they broke-they..."

Kili's hand slipped over Fili's on the steering wheel.

"Slow. Down." Kili said calmly.

Fili took his foot off of the gas pedal and allowed the car to coast from their neck breaking speed to a reasonable pace. Stopping the car he took several long breaths. Kili's thumb rubbed over his knuckles. "It's okay."

"You didn't see." Fili leaned forward, resting his forehead on the steering wheel.

Kili reached over and rested his hand on the back of Fili's puffy mane. "You... want to stop-pop on by a gas sta-petrol station for ice cream? We could also get a cuppa and biccies."

Fili let out a short laugh. "Your English sucks."

"I can try a horrible accent if you want."

"No..."

"You can insult my weight."

"You're too kind, boney ass." Fili straightened up and smiled at the brunette. Kili gave him a kind, reassuring, understanding smile. Then he was leaning over, his lips dancing over Kili's, his tongue delving into a surprised mouth. Kili made a protesting sound but his tongue pushed against Fili's. Fili let out a moan, he tasted so good, his warm mouth perfect slotted with his own. It sent a shivering chill down his spine that was an odd mix of excitement and complete content. When he pulled back for air the hand in his hair fisted and he was kept in place, forced to continue the kiss and to breath through his nose. He obliged feeling the slick muscle in his mouth exploring the warm cavern of flesh.

It wasn't until a passing car honked at them that they were startled apart reminding them they were still in the middle of the road.

"S-sorry." Kili mumbled leaning back and looking out the window when Fili started to drive again.

"For what? That... that was a great kiss."

Kili shrugged. "If you say so."

"So I'm not that great of a kisser?" That was insulting.

"Didn't say that. Just don't know what counts as good."

Fili felt his gut clenched, butterflies crowded in his stomach. Kili's first kiss? Had he really just taken Kili's very first kiss?