Summary: Bofur is a homeless man, struggling to find any place that would hire him. He went from city to city, hoping that someone would show him kindness. And he finds that kindness with the Durin brothers, whom offer him a place to stay as long as he becomes their 'maid'. Now, this usually would be humiliating for Bofur, but having lived on only scraps and rags for the past five years, he doesn't find himself so embarrassed whenever the brothers try their best to humiliate him. Well, that is until he finds out their uncle is one of the most breathtaking men he has ever met…

"So that's how I came to know the evil cashier!" Kili finished in a heroic voice while he slammed his fist onto the table before him after he finished retelling the story of how his heart was broken by the perfect girl.

Bofur blinked at him, hands on his burger while Fili slurped at his drink, face showing how unimpressed he was with his brother.

After he had finally dragged Bofur into his favorite burger shop, Kili had ordered one hamburger for each of them and proceeded to explain to Bofur just why he had taken a liking to him so quickly. Fili had arrived a few minutes after his brother and Bofur and had sat down without a word, grey eyes drifting to look at Bofur every once in a while.

"Good for you… I guess?" Bofur mumbled softly, but took a quick bite of his burger before Kili could question his answer.

"Kili, let the poor man eat in peace. You haven't allowed him a second to think since you started dragging him here." Fili finally spoke up, making Kili pout at him.

"Why do you hate me, big brother?" Kili asked in a tearful voice. "How did I wrong you?" He grasped Fili's jacket, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"By being born." Fili answered in a mock serious tone, but still pushed Kili off him.

Both brothers had already finished eating, but Kili didn't want to leave Bofur alone, and Fili couldn't leave Kili alone. So they were all just sitting around the booth, Bofur feeling extremely uncomfortable as their gazes turned to him once more.

"So, what's your name?" Kili asked in a sing-song and Bofur found himself surprised that Fili didn't mock him or anything.

From what he had seen, Kili was the younger and more hyperactive brother while Fili was the more conservative and introverted one. But they still had the bond of brothers, which meant they annoyed each other whenever they could.

And while Fili did love to bother Kili and annoy him, he couldn't help but be interested in the newest question. He was somewhat intrigued by the older man sitting before them. What with his floppy eared hat and gravity defying mustache and braids, he seemed like an interesting enough character.

Once he noticed there was no way he could get out of the question, Bofur leaned back and cleaned his hands. "My name's Bofur BroadBeam lad."

Kili nodded enthusiastically at the answer, and opened his mouth to ask something else, but Fili beat him to it. "Are you homeless, Bofur?"

Bofur frowned at this, but still nodded. "Can't say I have steady job or a roof over my head at all times, but I'm not too bothered by it."

Fili nodded as Bofur answered his unasked question, but this made Kili jump ecstatically. "I like you, Mr. BroadBeam! Why was that mean Jeff attacking you?"

Bofur finished his burger and took a sip from his soda before he answered. "I just happened to walk on the wrong side of the street, kid. Nothing too special."

Kili pursed his lips as he looked at Bofur, then shook his head softly and poked at Bofur's arm. "Do you have anywhere to stay tonight?"

The older man's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still answered, "Can't say I have anywhere safe, but I do not see what that has to do with you, lad."

This made Kili smile broadly. "It has everything to do with me, Funny Guy! You're going to stay with Fili and me tonight!"

"Wow! This place is huge! Who did you kids rob?!" Bofur gasped as soon as he looked inside the large apartment, eyes wide as he stood there.

His words made Kili giggle while Fili just smiled at him. "We didn't have to rob anyone, Bofur. We just happen to have a steady income." Fili answered, shrugging his shoulders softly.

"Yeah. A snazzy income from our mom and uncle. Besides, with our jobs, we barely have to worry about money!" Kili added as he threw himself on the black couch that was located in the living room, which was just a few feet away from the main door, to the right.

Bofur felt a bit insulted by their words, unsure if they were trying to mock him for his current monetary status, but Fili smacking him on the back quickly halted his doubts.

"You're staying, right? What size pants and shirt are you? I'm pretty sure something of mine could fit you." Fili observed, eyeing Bofur up and down.

The older man looked at him with wide eyes and started to shake his head. "You don't need to do that, lad! I can just leave right now, I'm pretty sure I can-"

"Not going to happen, Mr. Funny Guy." Kili interrupted.

He got up from the comfortable couch to place both hands on the shorter man's shoulders, looking down at him in an almost patronizing manner. "You are our invited guest, Mr. Funny Guy. We will not let you go back to those mean streets without a proper night's rest."

Bofur wasn't an ill-tempered kind of man most of the times. He had lived on the streets for enough time to know that if you acted like a savage, you'd be treated like one. But if you acted like a decent human, other treated you like a caged animal instead of a wild one. To most people living luxurious lives, this would seem rather cruel and inhumane. But to Bofur it was just ways to survive.

And it was because of these years of learning patience and to resist wishes of storming away and slamming doors that Bofur was able to not try to get away from the lad in front of him as fast possible.

"I am mighty glad of this offer, lads, I really am." Bofur started to say, uncomfortable smile on his lips. "But I cannot accept this… It really is-"

"Too much?" Fili asked now walking up to both men.

It really was something amazing to think that these two were brothers. Not only did they share barely any physical resemblance, but their personalities were completely different. Anyone could notice this just by their facial expressions at the moment. While Kili smiled a toothy grin at the shortest of the men, Fili just eyed him with a calm expression.

"Uh, well…" Bofur stuttered slightly, unsure how to answer.

Kili's hands were still on his shoulders, stopping him from moving away from the brothers. Not like he thought he could. Fili's set gaze made him feel as if he wouldn't be able to move even if he tried.

"Would you really feel right about rejecting our hospitality, Mr. Bofur?" Fili asked, blue eyes so filled with curiosity and determination that Bofur really felt like shrinking away from him.

Here he was, a grown man nearing his thirties, and backing down to two lads! Why, if Bombur ever heard of this, the large man would never let him live it down!

"Are you trying to insult us, Mr. Broadbeam? Hurt two men who went out of their way to help you in your time of need?" Kili continued, his own eyes wide as if to replicate what Bombur had once told Bofur was the 'puppy-dog eyed' look.

Bofur shook his head wildly, holding his hands up in an almost defensive way. "I don't mean to insult you, lads, but-"

"Then it's settled! Mr. Funny Guy will be rooming with me!"

Before he could even try to make sense of things, Bofur found himself being hauled away to what he could only assume was Kili's bedroom, the taller man's hands tightly holding on to Bofur's wrists. As he looked behind him, Bofur found Fili shaking his head after them both. This did not bode too well for the older man.

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