To the sleepy rockstar in my bed,
I'll be home around noon, though I'm sure you're a busy man and will be gone by then. Breakfast is in the kitchen for you. Thank you for a lovely morning and don't mind my roommate.
-Fili
Kili smiles as he reads the carefully written note, chuckling to himself at Fili's effeminate signature, so unlike his own blocky writing.
The shower had been nice, the warmth between them hadn't faded and Kili knew he was in deep already. He doesn't remember falling asleep again but seeing as it was 10:57 he knew he must have, the towel tangled around his legs beneath the blanket testament to the fact.
He stretches and yawns, sliding out of bed and tugging on his pants he heads towards the promised breakfast. He's glad to find the food covered and only in need of a reheat. Eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, toast and jam, clearly Fili likes his breakfast foods but Kili's not about to complain.
He piles the remaining food onto a plate that was thoughtfully left out alongside cutlery. He pops his back as he waits for the plate to heat, smiling a bit like a child when the microwave dings at him.
Kili eats leisurely, tracing the lightly purple marks above his hip thoughtfully. He hasn't felt so at home in months and he laughs to himself; he would feel the most at peace in someone else's home.
A noise from somewhere in the house startles him and he looks around uncertainly, it's not yet late enough to be Fili. He remembers the note mentioning a roommate at the same time a short red-headed male enters the kitchen. He pauses, small features and large eyes taking in Kili before he speaks.
"Hello. I'm Ori. You're Kili right?"
The brunette nods, glancing at his plate, feeling a bit guilty he took all the food that was left. Ori must know what he's thinking though because he quickly assures him, "Fili's an awesome cook, I had some earlier…."
Kili smiles in relief, though the usual tension has started to return. Ori hasn't said anything yet but most people are a little hesitant at first and Kili knows he is recognizable even in such a domestic setting. When Ori seems ready to speak again he takes a breath, ready to say no to any kind of autograph and excuse himself.
"You may be a hotshot musician, but you're still washing up your own plate." The red head informs him, "tea?" he asks as an afterthought and Kili nearly chokes on his eggs. He swallows hard and gasps out a laugh, "No thanks, more of a coffee guy." He tells Ori, who nods and goes to replace the second mug he had pulled out.
"I'll take some." Fili's voice sounds behind Kili and the brunette turns with a smile that is quickly mirrored by the blonde. "You're still here!" Fili says, delighted and Ori snorts. "Well of course he is, look at his hair. He's only been up long enough to fill up on your excessive breakfast."
Kili blushes lightly, he forgot about his wet hair when he fell asleep. Reaching up to feel the mess of wavy tangles and curls, no doubt also ridiculously poofy, he asks, "Is it bad?" His chargin only making Fili and Ori laugh.
Ori nods solemnly and Fili shrugs, his own long hair is pulled up neatly. Kili finishes the last of his eggs to avoid looking at them for a moment and moves to get up, intending to wash his dish. Warm fingers card through his tresses, deftly untangling some of them.
He turns fully to find Fili looking back at him, a brush already in hand. Ori sets down a cup of tea and tugs Kili's plate away from him, giving him a pointed look, "Just this once. If you're around for lunch you'll wash up then."
Fili only smiles wider, "Can I?" he nods to the brush and Kili concedes, the blondes fingers rubbing against his scalp are soothing. He grumbles lightly when they are removed but relaxes again easily as Fili works the brush through his hair.
"Someone's relaxed." Fili comments and Kili hums his affirmation, eyes closed. "Being left alone in a random guy's house something that happens often then?" Fili teases, already aware that it is not something Kili usually does.
Kili frowns and opens his eyes, "Nah, I just fell really at home here. I thought for sure Ori was going to start asking me about my music and stuff but he just told me to wash my plate and offered me tea…it's nice to feel so normal."
He takes a deep breath, hoping nothing about his fame would scare Fili away before they had a chance to get started. "The press knows where I live and they follow me when I go out…I took extra precautions yesterday so they wouldn't find out about you and start hounding you."
Fili's hands pause their work through Kili's hair, "They really follow you around like that? I thought that only happened in L.A and places like that." Kili shrugged and nodded, "Yeah, they're all over the place here too. If we keep doing this kind of thing, being together, they're bound to find out. I don't want to do that to you and it's selfish of me…but I really like you."
The brunette moves to face Fili, "I understand if you don't want the complication, but I want to do this. I want to wake up to more of your notes and go to Sammy's until Bombur stops being suspicious of you and watch movies…"
Fili cuts him off with a soft press of his lips, "Of course I want this, I want to hear about your music and meet your dad's and take you roller skating since you said you haven't ever been. I don't fall into bed with just anyone after all."
Ori was back, "yeah he barely brings anyone over for dinner. You're a lucky duck." Kili blushes and ducks his head as Fili resumes brushing his dark hair.
They shifted to lighter subjects, talking about silly childhood things from their very different youths in the mountains and in the city. They move into the living room, Fili's just playing with Kili's long hair by now, and a knock sounds.
"Ori!Door!" Both boys call and grin at each other, hearing the red- head moving toward the door with much grumbling. Muffled voices could be heard and Ori leads Gimli into the living room a moment later. Gimi's eyes wide, seeing Kili cuddling against his best friend.
Kili waves a bit, smiling sheepishly as Fili laughs and kisses his cheek gently, enjoying how Gimli's eyes start to bulge. "Alright. Explain." The stout male demands.
Kili laughs, "Only if you explain why my bassist, who goes to bed at old-man hours by the way, was up all night texting after the concert?"
Fili raises an eyebrow and Gimli flushes, "We…I…He didn't…uh." Kili's grin stretches and he takes pity on Gimli, "I'll I ever seem to get out of Legolas is insults anyways, if you can keep up with his sharp tongue more power to you…I walked Fili home after our dinner last night and we decided to have breakfast too."
Gimli groans in disgust as Kili winks, Fili's laughter providing a distraction for Kili, his smile and laugh the golden sun to his moon. They share another kiss, to Gimli's despair and grumbling, "Oh good, you two are going to torture me." Causing them to grin like cats.
Ori chose to re-enter then, passing around cups of tea and glaring at the three of them when they tried to refuse. He settles in the chair opposite of Gimli's, shooting Fili a look, "Aren't you going to be late?" he intones drily and Gimli laughs, "Aye, why do you think I'm here?"
Kili looks askance at Fili who frowns, "It can't be that late already." Ori shrugged, "You two were talking for a good while, you'd better go get changed." Fili's frown turns into a full pout, "Bofur won't mind if I don't come in today…I'm a good worker!"
"I don't want to keep you from your job." Kili says, untangling his legs from Fili's. The red-heads watched them quietly, sharing a grin at how well they fit together even as they pouted at each other.
Fili sighs, "It's workstudy, Bofur's one of my professors and my dad's cousin, not that it counts for much." Kili rolled his eyes, "Go to work, I've got a meeting in a couple hours anyways."
Fili sighs but acquiesces grudgingly, "Alright, I'd better go now or Ori's right, we'll be late and they'll let Bard into my metal shop again." He shudders at that thought and shakes his head at Kili's questioning gaze.
Gimli and Ori cough and studiously look away as Fili pulls Kili against him for a kiss. He licks over Kili's full lower lip and hums when Kili's tongue tangles with his own, the warm taste flood his sense and when they part Kili's eyes are hungry.
"You'd better go…" he says softly and Fili nods, standing and blushing as Gimli grumbles about, "Damned exhibitionists." And Ori whistles lowly. Fili shifts, "I've got shop clothes there, time to go."
As they walk through the door Fili looks back at Kili leaning against the couch, smile wide. The brunette fits so well in his home he feels a dull ache and he groans softly as he and Gimli get into Gimli's car.
His friend looks at him, amused. "I'm so fucked." Fili says and Gimli laughs, pulling away from the house where Fili feels he has left his heart.