Only own Sunny and her story.
Soon enough, Kili was on his bed, laying on his back, shirt off and holding an ice pack to his left eye.
Sunny's small, delicate, artist's hands flew gently across his stomach and chest; treating the bruises with a balm she had found years ago to be a miracle worker.
The boy's eyes followed her as she as she worked, her eyes, normally so full of mischief and fun, were hard as gem stones as she worked. She looked ready to kill. Yet her hands were gentle.
Kili was fascinated by the girl who was making sure that none of his bruises were permanent.
"How do you feel?" A melodic voice broke through his thoughts.
"Hm? Oh, better, thanks, Sunny." He smiled at the red head, who smiled back, but that didn't distract Kili from the devastating sadness in her eyes. A tear escaped, but she soon ducked her head and wiped it away.
"Sorry, I was bullied when I was younger, my hair, my eyes, everything. This just rubbed the wrong way I guess." He struggled to sit up, Sunny frowned but helped him.
"You have got nothing to be sorry for." He told her, and when she looked at the ground again, he took her chin and gently pulled it up. She sighed and looked him in the eyes.
Thorin knocking and coming in broke the stare down. He had brought up two grilled cheese sandwiches for them for lunch. That was all he had time to do before going back to work. He left a list of phone numbers for if they needed anything, then said goodbye and had to leave.
Sunny noticed that her t-shirt had rutched up a little and was showing the bottom of a bruise. She quickly pulled it back down, but Kili had noticed the bruise.
"Sunny, what was that?" She shrugged,
"Fell out of a tree." Kili shook his head.
"And what, landed on a boot?"The air seemed to leave her body.
"Fine. I was in Portland, and it was late. This high schooler had made his way into a bar and out, and he cornered me. I fought back, but he knocked me over. He stepped on my stomach, and voila, my own personal print of his boot." She paused, as if considering something.
"He may have also rolled me over and used me as a step." She murmured as an afterthought.
Kili practically had steam coming out of his ears.
"Did you plan on telling anyone? Did you? Why wouldn-" Sunny interrupted him, tears streaming down her face like crystal rivers.
"Because he threatened to kill me if I told." She said matter-of-factly. Kili immediately felt guilty. He pushed his aching body to move forward, and pull her into a hug.
"Kili, I don't want to hurt you…" She said, but his reply of,
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Pushed her to just collapse and cry.
A month after the incident , the pair had become inseparable. You never saw one without the other.
One day, Sunny came into school with a less than sunny attitude.
"My grandmother has this group of friends who host this ball for their granddaughters and a date! And it's my year to bloody go! I don't want to!" She growled. "And what's more, I don't have a date even if I wanted to go!"
"No? Couldn't you ask someone?" Shay had snuck up on the pair as they were distracted. Sunny shrieked and whapped her friend lightly.
"You know I'm guy-shy." She told the tall blonde.
And the next day wasn't much better.
"I was black mailed into going. And I have a day to choose my own date or Mom is choosing one for me." She groaned.
All day Sunny seemed nervous around Kili, until lunch that is.
"So, asked anyone yet?" He asked. She fiddled with her pencil and looked at the table.
"Yes and no. I have chosen someone, but I haven't asked them yet." She told him, then blurted.
"Will you go with me?" He nodded, looking surprised and way too happy.
Sunny walked into her home at exactly 2:30, her bus having left the school on time for once.
"Mom! I'm home!" She called up the stairs to the room above the garage. Her mother came down the stairs; her long, curly dark russet colored hair was up in a ponytail.
"Hey, sweetie, how was school?" She hardly veiled her real question. Sunny rolled her eyes.
"Good, I asked someone." She paused, just to drive her mother crazy.
"And they said yes."She dropped her backpack next to the big green recliner that had been dubbed hers.
"So, who did you ask?" Her mother asked,
"Who do you think? The only guy I'm comfortable around. Kili!" She told her mother who started nodding.
"Good choice, respectable, polite, won't get kicked out." I laughed, that had happened before.
"He's talking to his uncle about the logistics, but he said yes." Sunny told her. "And yes, I told him that it's Saturday. And I need to go dress shopping, and Shay has said that she's coming." Sunny told her mother.
Mean while in the Durin household.
"Hey, Uncle Thorin!" Kili called, dropping his bag in the mud room. His uncle called a hello from his office.
"Um, so today, Sunny asked me to go a, ball or something that her mother and grandmother are forcing her to go to. It's on Saturday." He told his uncle, worried.
"Really, and you said yes." Kili nodded. "Alright then, we need to get you a suit don't we?" Thorin asked his nephew, who grinned in relief and nodded.