Fulla's screams reverberated in the halls of the healing wing, each new shrill sound making Fili feel more like puking. He knew it was normal for such noise to be made, child-birth was not a walk in the park, but it did not stop him from wanting to rush to her aid.
He had been removed from the birthing room after the first contraction when Fulla had thrown the nearest available object at him, cursing. When a small handful of others were also exiled Fili felt a tiny bit better, at least he didn't take it as personally.
Kili was still at her bedside, which did not surprise him. Under intense pressure Kili was the softer presence, Fili could lead and take charge but Kili was like a fuzzy blanket of comfort with his gentle encouragements.
Finally the screams faded completely and Fili took a deep breath, shoulders loosening a fraction. All of that tension piled back on and he felt worse than before when the minutes stretched on.
Thorin beside him looked equally tense and Fili couldn't bring himself to ask if this was normal or if something had gone poorly.
The small congregation all focused intently as Oin approached them, wiping his hands on a piece of cloth. He gave them all an exasperated once over.
"Oh for the lave o'….the babe is fine, and so is his mather."
Fili felt the insane grin that lit up his face and turned to see an identical one on Thorin's, they had a tiny heir. Fili looked back at Oin who simply nodded, amused, and gestured for the blonde to follow him.
Fili thought his heart might explode when he came into the room, an exhausted Fulla smiling at him as Kili knelt beside her. A tiny bundle lay against her breast and a small hand sticking out held Kili's pinky.
He knelt beside his brother and felt a watery laugh bubble up, wrapped in the blanket a tiny pink face with blue eyes and his mother's nose looked out at them.
"Does…does he have a name?" Fili murmured, touching the tip of a finger to the babe's cheek, his hands seemed so large he was afraid he might hurt the little one.
Fulla shook her head slightly, "No, I thought it would be best if his father's named him, together." She smiled at them both, "After all, he is your son."
The princes inclined their heads in thanks but Kili frowned, "And yours, you'll have to at least come and visit him." Fili nodded his agreement and Fulla smiled tiredly again.
"Of course, but we can decide all of that later. I'm too tired and our son needs a name."
The brothers looked at each other for a long while, they had talked about it and after considering honoring both their father and uncle had decided on naming the babe Hjalli, after their father's brother instead.
"Hjalli." Kili whispered to the little one, kissing his tiny hand as it uncurled from the brunette's fingers. Fulla smiled softly, "It's perfect." She murmured, her eyes closed as she yawned, little Hjalli already asleep against his mother.
"Alrioght, they need their rest, ya can come back tomorrae." Oin informed the prince's as he herded them away, "Go an' tell yer uncle."
They nodded to him, dazed and delighted as they hurried back to the atrium where Thorin and the others waited.
The king looked at them somewhat desperately and Kili nudged Fili with an excited grin.
"Uncle…he's perfect and we named him Hjalli and he's amazing and Fulla did so well…but he's so tiny what if I break him?" Fili's eyes were wide with worry as the thought floated straight from his mind to his mouth.
Kili's eyes also grew huge as the thought of all the dangerous things in Erebor filled his mind, "Oh Mahal! Can we just wrap him in blankets and never let him out of our sight?"
Thorin laughed, a great release of his own tension, his eyes sparkling. "Oh my sister-sons, now you might understand what you two put your mother and I through with all of your wild schemes. The babe will be fine, he might be small but we dwarves are a hearty race, handle him gently but don't worry, you won't break him."
They both nodded somewhat frantically before grinning again and rushing into a hug. Thorin oofed and pulled them close to the delighted titters of those around them. Bilbo, who had been in the birthing room before Fili had come in, pulled each prince into a hug as well.
"Congratulations, he is beautiful."
Fili blushed and Kili pressed a kiss to his cheek, "We are blessed!" He cheerfully exclaimed and the men of the royal family went to inform their people that an heir had been born and that he was, in fact, beautiful.
25 years later
"Hjalli!" Kili's flustered voice heralded the blonde dwarfling's arrival in the council chamber. The small blonde prince skittered to a stop in the middle of the room, looking momentarily scared at all the older dwarves looking at him.
He saw his father, sitting to the right of King Thorin looking amused at the started expressions on the faces of many of the dwarves from other kingdoms. Those who sat on Erebor's council regularly knew there was no way to keep his son out if Hjalli decided he needed to see his father or grandparents.
Bilbo smiled patiently as the little one came to him first, holding out a small handful of dandelions, the hobbit looked downright delighted if Fili was honest with himself. Next was Thorin, who lifted the boy in his lap and raised an eyebrow at the annoyed tittering happening further down the table. Hjalli held out a small rock in his dirty hands which Thorin took and appraised with all the seriousness of a jewel trader.
"This is a lovely piece of quartz Prince Hjalli, I shall have to inquire to where you found this later." He winked at the little boy, who giggled and squirmed out of his lap, stumbling the few steps to his father. He held out his little arms and looked at Fili with big blue eyes.
Fili lifted the boy into his lap and Hjalli twisted to find Kili standing near the door looked amused if exasperated, he waved his Adad over.
"What is it little one?" Fili asked, his voice audible to all those present.
Hjalli looked shyly at the strange dwarves in the room before answering, "Adad said you was talkin' wif dwarves from far away, he said not to come find you but…I had to."
Fili smiled at his son and glanced at Kili who shrugged a bit helplessly, "Well, pray tell Prince Hjalli, why?"
With a louder, if not less uncertain, voice he answered, "Because Amad is here and she said to come get you because she's havin' anofer baby."
The blonde looked at his husband in surprise as the visiting dwarves whispered to each other, Kili gave him a small smile.
"Hjalli would have us all running, she's only just found out. You did say you thought he should have a sibling….and Fulla agreed that two heirs is better than one. I wanted to surprise you and she has two little one's of her own…"
Fili stood, cradling his son and pressing a kiss to his brother's lips. Thorin's voice washing over him with its familiarity as he called an early adjournment to the meeting and Bilbo added in (much to the kings chagrin they knew) that there would be a small party that eve.
The royal family hurried off to find Fulla, who beamed at them and cuddled little Hjalli close, thanking him for bringing his father. Dis' voice sounded to his right, "If you thought you could keep me out of this…"
Kili laughed, "Of course not Amad, I had you sent for, if you would've stayed put the message would've found you in time."
She swatted at her youngest and knelt down to hug Hjalli and Fulla both, Hjalli's delighted giggle causing the rest of them to laugh as well.
With Kili's hand in his and their family around them as the company members filtered in Fili knew his heart was full and his days ahead would be filled with wonder, light, and as Kili kissed him softly, the lips of an angel.