Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit
When he found the flat he was informed that Bilbo had moved to a house and his courage had failed him. He wanted to go back but he forged ahead, on to Bilbo's new place. Frodo was outside talking to some others that looked his age. His eyes widened when they landed on Thorin and he shouted Bilbo's name. "What?" Bilbo asked sharply as he hurried outside, he hated being shouted at. Thorin stepped from his car, his knees feeling like jelly and he wanted to go back.
"Bilbo." Thorin greeted, his voice not much above a whisper.
"Thorin." Bilbo said tensely. "Frodo, why don't you and your friends go out for a while." Bilbo said, eyes not leaving Thorin.
"Yes uncle." Frodo said before him and the boy's he'd been talking to set off.
"Do you want to come inside or are you just here to yell at me again?" Bilbo asked and Thorin winced.
"I'd like to come inside." Thorin said before following Bilbo into the small house. They sat down in the living room, suffering a long silence before Thorin finally spoke. His mouth felt dry and his tongue, too large for his mouth.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"You should be." Bilbo frowned.
"Please Bilbo-" Thorin could not bring himself to ask for forgiveness. It would not be fair to Bilbo. Not after all he'd done to him.
"Thorin, I'd like to think I know you rather well. And I know you won't ask me to forgive you because you haven't forgiven yourself." Bilbo said. Thorin hung his head. "I did, however, hope you'd have visited me sooner." Bilbo smiled softly. "I'm mad at you Thorin but I forgave you."
"I'm mad at me too." Thorin said finally meeting Bilbo's eyes. How could someone be so loving and ever patient?
"That day…I was going to take you out for another day long date." Thorin said as he felt the boxes in his pocket become suddenly very heavy. "I was going to propose." Thorin confessed. Bilbo seemed surprised and a bit pleased. "At sunset."
"Sounds romantic." Bilbo smiled. He knew Thorin had a hard time with romance but it made him happy that he tried so hard. Thorin produced the boxes and slipped his own on from the blue velvet box.
"I understand if you don't want to see me anymore." Thorin said, eyes staring sadly at the brown velvet.
"Thorin you idiot." Bilbo smiled. "We can see each other again but maybe wait a while to propose." Bilbo smiled. Thorin nodded and put the brown box back in his pocket.
"How long do I wait?" Thorin asked.
"Until you think it's a good time." Bilbo smiled. "And I want romance. Sunset and doves and hearts." Bilbo joked. Thorin smiled softly.