Fili and Kili ran around lolly-gagging. Oin and Gloin were currently trying to talk Thorin into going through with his crowning ceremony. Now all that was left was to get Bilbo to go to the stupid thing. Easy enough knowing that Bilbo was a sucker for the two boys. He was just like a child. Then again, a lot of things were happening around here since the battle.
After the battle Dwalin announced that he wanted to court Ori. Which Ori readily agreed too. Though Dori and Nori, Ori's brothers, were a little more reluctant to give up their baby brother. Balin had to take them off to the opposite corner and tell them that even if they didn't agree with the courting it was going to happen anyway and they weren't going to change that. It would just happen behind there backs if they didn't. So, after a few minutes of debating and arguing, the brothers mostly reluctant agreed.
As that was happening, Fili had gone up to Thorin and asked for Kili's hand. Though Kili was surprised he didn't object. Thorin, whom teased the boys by giving them looks back and forth acting like he was debating, agreed to the marriage. He knew how much these boys loved one another and who was he to deny them happiness? That and Dis, his sister, had made Thorin promise that they could get married. It was a long story that ended in a fake wedding when they were young. After the agreement Kili snagged Fili by the hand and dragged him off to who knows where to do who knows what.
Again the boys continued on there path to Bilbo's room. They already knew what he was going to be doing. Trying to learn more about the great king that he had forgotten. Kili hushed his brother and they snuck into the hobbit's room. He sat with his back facing the door as he read book after book about anything and everything about dwarves. They tip-toed over and snagged Bilbo's shoulders. He cried out and fell out of his chair. The boys burst out laughing.
"Fili! Kili! You know I hate when you do that!"Bilbo snapped and turned to them. Both boys gave there best were-sorry-even-though-we-aren't-really-sorry look. They knew that Bilbo could never stay mad at them with that look. Bilbo sighed,"I'm sorry boys, I was just lost in thought. Now what is it you need?"
"Thorin's going to have a royal coronation! And we want you to be there!"Fili and Kili smiled happily.
"I don't know boys... I might be busy at that time."
At the coronation everyone was laughing and singing. Drinking crazy amounts and eating even more then that. Fili and Kili were trying to pry into Dwalin's and Ori's privet life with a nosey Nori and Dori helping them. Glowin was too busy dancing with his wife and child to care what was going on. It had been awhile since he last saw them anyway. Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, and Oin were currently engaged in a drinking contest. Which either Bifur or Oin was winning. Thorin was standing in a corner. Watching the events take place. Keeping a trained eye on his hobbit. Balin seemed to take notice and had taken it upon himself to stay beside the hobbit. Making Thorin feel a little better about the night.
"Balin? Why is it that The King would stand alone? Shouldn't he be with his beloved? Or a close friend or something?"Bilbo asked practically staring at Thorin as he moved back and forth from one wall to the other. Balin took notice of this and nudged Gandalf with a knowing glint in his eyes. Practically everyone knew what was going on between them. Bilbo had a crush on the king himself. Why else would he try to re-learn everything about the dwarfs and call Thorin his king? And his feelings were returned. Thorin showing any dwarf that happened to take an interest in his hobbit who the hobbit belonged too. Though some would challenge this, and did, they would have to fight for the hobbit. In any battle of choice. Which Thorin won every time. Though he did come close to loosing in a chess competition. But thanks to a crafty Gandalf, Thorin was able to win. What, kings can't be good at everything okay!
"Well lad, that's because he has no beloved. He can't seem to find his one and only,"Balin said. He had explained this to Bilbo once. When a dwarf was in love it was because they had found the one. For most this would be fantastic. Knowing that the one you have chosen would be with you forever, but that's not how the dwarves saw it. Though falling in love once was easy, the rejection was bad. Leaving the dwarf never able to love again. Which sucked a lot.
"What?! Who wouldn't love there king? Shouldn't every girl be taken with him? All of them fighting over him trying to win him over?"Bilbo asked with jealousy and hatred. Though he loved Thorin he only wanted Thorin's happiness. And if that meant giving him up to a women that was what he was going to do. For his happiness, and so he could move on. Knowing it was better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all.
Balin touched his shoulder, giving him a small smile,"You're his closest friend lad, why don't you go and talk with him? He could probably use the company," he insisted patting Bilbo's shoulder. Before practically shoving Bilbo towards Thorin's direction. Bilbo stumbled before turning around looking for Balin to ask him what he meant. But when he turned around he was gone. So giving up on looking for him he went over to Thorin.
Thorin looked up pleasantly surprised when his hobbit came to stand next to him. They stood in a nice silence until some dwarfs shoved them in to a circle of dancing people. Bilbo and Thorin were separated and tossed around. Dancing from one person to the next until finally smacking into each and a slow dance started. Well as slow as a dwarven song could be. Bilbo and Thorin stood there awkwardly as the "slow" song continued to play.
Bilbo was the first to brake the awkward silence and speak,"Would you... would you like to dance my King?"Bilbo's voice was timid and shy, but also held confidence. Thorin looked down on the small hobbit before him. He loved him so much yet he still couldn't tell him. Looking over Bilbo's shoulder, he could see his the others silently cheering him on. Bilbo was still blind to what they were doing. Looking back down he noticed that Bilbo was starting to become anxious.
"Come little hobbit,"Thorin gave him his hand and lead Bilbo to a secluded area to dance. He knew how the hobbit was shy and needed his own space. It was just a hobbit thing, he guessed."So Bilbo, how goes your studies?"
Bilbo snapped his head up. How did he know about his studies?"There, uh, going well. I suppose."
"That's always nice. I wish I could find things out just as easily. It seems that you are becoming accustom to dwarven ways, am I right?"Bilbo flushed and nodded."What do you know so far?"
"I know of their craftsmanship. It rivals the Elves in their craft. I know of a dwarfs liking of gold, silver, and jewels. How a dwarf cherishes them, cleans them, even forges with them. I've read of Smaug and his troubles and the trials we had to go through together. Ori lent me his scribe book. He's one of the only one's that have acceptable hand writing. For a dwarf I mean. I've also learned about your family history. Your brother, sister, and mother. Also about your Father and Grand-Father,"everything seemed to pause at that moment. Thorin stopped him movements altogether and pulled away. Bilbo watched as he left and didn't look back. His heart broke as he walked away. What did he say?