Kili stood, the long lean lines of his body a feast for Fili's eyes. He turned to the bed, a cup of wine in his hand, "I will go once it is properly dark again." He said, handing the wine to Fili with a soft, sad smile. Fili nodded, accepting the cup gratefully. It was well into midday and the brothers had just finished round two, having woken up filled with desire for the other.

"Nothing will make you reconsider?" Fili asked softly, his hand gently trailed over Kili's arm as the younger sat on the bed beside him. Kili shrugged, "I couldn't bear it before, now I think I might be given to violence." He took a deep breath, "If it means so much to you, I could…be at your wedding. I can leave in the night and come in the front gate at first light, properly and make grand apologies and find a large chest of something to claim is my gift."

Fili shook his head, "It would mean a great deal to me if you were there, I hate to hurt you but I do not know if I can make it through the ceremony without being able to look at you, to pretend it is you that I vow myself to instead." He shook his head, "I don't want you to leave. We can say you came in the night, to surprise me and to make things right in the name of brotherhood."

Thinking on this Kili nodded, ignoring the sharp pain in his chest as he imagined taking the place of Fili's bride, "We would have to see Thorin as well, to sell that." The elder tilted his head in acknowledgement of this and drank deeply of the wine Kili had given him. Setting the cup aside he buried his fingers in the younger's still-loosened hair and pulled him down for a slow kiss. He allowed the strands of Kili's hair to run like water over his fingers, feeling a bittersweet edge to the taste of his brother that had not been there before.

They lost themselves in the kiss, deepening it and trying to say all of the things they would never have time for, Kili's hands moving to cup Fili's cheeks, tugging slightly at his beard.

Without warning the door to Fili's chambers was thrown open and Thorin's voice caused them to jump apart violently, unable to hide the state of their undress and unbraided hair. "Fili a groomsbride is not supposed to hide the whole day before his wed-" Thorin's voice faltered, seeing his nephews naked together in bed.

They braced themselves for his anger, for the shame they would no doubt be submitted to now. Thorin's face was dark as he looked at them, "Kili." He breathed, voice heavy.

"Thorin? What's the matter?" A smaller male voice reached them next and Bilbo Baggin's appeared, shutting the door behind him, thankfully. He too paused seeing the brothers, but recovered much better than Thorin. "Kili! Good to see you've returned, I hope it's for more than just the festivities. Thorin's been worried about you after all."

The words hung in the air as Bilbo looked 'round at the lot of them and made an awkward little noise, stepping closer to Thorin, "I've missed something, haven't I?" He asked.

Thorin wound an arm around Bilbo with an expression that said he was struggling to keep himself in check. "Yes, dear burglar, they are naked and you should know what the lack of braids and sharing of a bed means."

Bilbo blushed lightly at this, "Ah yes, but that's any different from before how?"

All the dwarves in the room stared at him. Fili and Kili moving slightly closer together, Thorin's lack of rage scaring them more than a full on shouting match. Bilbo shifted from foot to foot, "Were, um, I'm sorry, were you two not…this…before?" He asked awkwardly, genuinely surprised when they shook their heads.

Thorin released the now thoughtful hobbit and sunk into one of the chairs by Fili's desk. "When neither of you named your One I thought maybe, but then Kili left and Fili found a fiancée…why did you not tell me? It is not unheard of for our people and would have saved us this….problem." He said gesturing to the two brothers in bed.

Bilbo choose this moment to ask another question, "Sorry, is it normal then, for dwarves to uh, choose their siblings?" The other three flinched and Fili shook his head, looking down while Kili tilted his head up, defiance in his eyes. "I don't care if others think it's wrong, Fili has always been my One. If he says he must marry tomorrow…than he will, I can't stop him, but I will never love another or be with another."

Thorin rubbed his temple, grateful that he had learned to control his emotions a great deal since reclaiming his home. "You two are such troublemakers. Of course Fili cannot marry tomorrow, it would be a lie and I will not put the reputation of our lineage before the happiness and well being of our family."

Fili opened his mouth to protest, "Uncle, there is no other way to continue the name, what about the Durin line?" Kili was silent, watching the king and his heir, the patriarchs of their family, now.

Thorin's voice raised, "I do not know about our line." He growled, Bilbo moving closer to him to try to help him keep his calm, "I do know that two boys should have told me long before this day what was in their hearts."

Kili and Fili both shrunk from his anger, feeling even more exposed than before. Thorin took a deep breath, "There will be a wedding tomorrow, all of the plans are in place, we will simply have to tweak the guest list and let down a hopeful maid."

Kili's gaze jerked up to meet his uncles, "You mean?" Thorin simply nodded, "Yes, I will do what I must to settle this, you two stay clear of the people until this is all sorted, I don't need anymore messes."

The brothers nodded quickly, amazed as Thorin swept from the room with kingly intent. Bilbo shook his head at his husbands retreating figure, "I'll make sure someone sends you food, I'd better go before he gets himself into an argument with someone, you two are very lucky he's had a good morning or I don't think he'd have been so easy on you." The hobbit gave them pointed looks before smiling, "I hope you find happiness together." He said, before leaving as well.

Sitting together in stunned silence the brothers didn't move a muscle for some minutes. Kili was the first to speak, "Well that…did that truly just happen?" He asked, looking at Fili for some confirmation.

Fili's answering grin was enough for him and Kili kissed his brother jubilantly. "Too bad your bride's going to be angered by this, I would love to meet her." The younger teased. Fili just rolled his eyes, "Brother, just because we have Thorin's consent doesn't mean we are out of the woods yet, we have people to appease and a lineage to think of…What will we do? We were the hope for the continuation of the line of Durin."

Shrugging Kili tugged the elder close, "It does not really matter, that is a concern for the future, for now let me revel in knowing that I have you."

Chuckling Fili snuggled into his brothers arms and the two simply lay, relaxing and talking of trivial things, as they often did, until Thorin returned that evening.

A light knock on the door and Bilbo's protest of "Thorin, you can't just barge in, you have to wait for an answer!" Signaled the King's arrival.

Fili was thankful he'd had the foresight to put his smallclothes back on as the day had begun to wane, not wanting to have another nude conversation with his uncle. Kili was, however, unruly and wild as ever, naked with his long mane of dark hair in single disheveled braid that left no question to what he had spent his day doing.

Thorin looked at the brothers, his face stern, "Come, you have spent enough of the day in bed, the people expect the hear from you now, they have been informed of the change and are demanding that you speak. As my heirs I thought you would've realized your duty some hours ago, but better late than never."

Fili moved to finish dressing but Kili simply laughed, his eyes bright, "Thorin, you and Bilbo spent a whole week hiding from everyone once you got it through your thick skull that you were feeling love for him. It would not be fair to yell at Fee and I now." He stood, blushing slightly in his undress and started pulling on his clothing, "Just admit you don't know how to feel about our carnal invovlment."

Thorin sighed, rubbing a hand over his face, "Always to the point little Kee. Alright I will say that I am not certain how to view this yet, but I stand behind you known the less."

Bilbo, silent to this point, made a small noise, "I…I stand with you also, your people will too, one they see you. Now come, get dressed. You don't want to be so worn out that you can't enjoy your wedding night do you?"

The hobbit winked and Fili felt himself redden from his ears to his toes while Kili laughed, "No, that would be a shame."

Having pulled on their royal garb, Fili in a glorious gold and red and Kili his compliment in blues and greens, the pair stood just outside Fili's bedroom. Thorin stared them down for a few moment before Bilbo poked his husbands side, "Let up, they've got the mob to face first."

Their uncle grumbled but stepped back, "You do not have to make excuses to them, just tell them the truth, but gently."

Fili resisted the urge to roll his eyes, Thorin had been training him for years, he knew how to address a crowd. Beside him Kili worried his lip slightly, always a bit uncomfortable in front of their…their subjects. He did fine once he was actually speaking, it was just in the moments before he felt the nerves.

They followed their uncle and Bilbo down the long corridor that lead from the royal apartments to the throne room. Fili tangled his fingers with his brother's and offered a small smile, which the dark haired male returned easily.

They paused for a moment at the door and Thorin nodded to them, "They are waiting, we called a gathering." Swallowing hard Kili nodded and took a breath, pulling Fili with him and into the room. It appeared as though more the dwarves of Erebor had turned up for the occasion. The tittering crowd quietly quickly, seeing their princes enter.

"Ready?" Fili murmured quietly, Kili's nod and squeeze giving him the words he needed.

"My people!" He called, "King Thorin has told you, I believe, that my betrothal is ended and that the wedding tomorrow will have a different…bride." He paused to glance at Kili who took that as his cue.

Clearing his throat slightly Kili began, his voice stronger than Fili had thought, "You also know that I…left. In truth I ran. I knew that Fili would be looked for to produce an heir and I could not bear the thought of watching him with another. I returned last night to bring my wedding gift to my brother, now I stand before you prepared to marry my One."

Fili took over again, sensing Kili's emotions, "I did not accept my own feelings until last night, when my brother returned to us. We have spoken with the King, our uncle, and he has given us consent to be married tomorrow. I know that it is not…" He paused, struggling for a moment, "common for brothers to be joined in this way, but Kili has been by my side most of my life, and I have been at his for the entirety of his. I hope that you bear us no ill will for the choice.-"

Here Kili intervened, "It was never truly a choice, we were meant for each other always."

Fili nodded and continued, "That you bear us no ill will because of who we love. We look forward to seeing you all at the feast tomorrow!"

There was a pause and then the roar of cheering dwarves echoed through the halls of the kingdom under the mountain.