The Miracle of Love
Chapter 12
"…In just one dance I'll make your dreams come true."
How dare Thorin say something like that? He wasn't jealous at all. No, Bilbo wasn't jealous. Bilbo couldn't believe that Thorin said something like this. He who was flirting with… with… well, with that girl. Bilbo was boiling inside. And Thorin thought that Bofur wanted to have sex with him, how absurd. Bofur was his friend, he didn't have feelings for him and even if he would have he would have told him. No, Bofur didn't have a crush on him and he wasn't jealous. As far as he cared Thorin could sleep with whoever he likes.
He didn't stay down at the party for much longer. He found Bofur to return him his phone, but he didn't answer his questions. Bofur just shook his head when he saw what Bilbo did. His friend was obviously still very much in love with Thorin no matter how much he tried to deny it. Bilbo kept his eyes open and avoided Thorin for the rest of the night. He went back to his room around three in the morning when the party was in the full swing.
He awoke at ten in the morning and he leaped from the bed when he saw the time on his alarm clock. He was already late for school. He quickly started putting his books in the bag but he stopped when he saw the calendar on the wall. It was Saturday, thank God. He let out a long breath. At least he wasn't late for school. He assumed that everyone else was still sleeping so he headed downstairs. He had this idea that he would find something to eat and watch some TV until everyone else would wake up.
He couldn't believe his eyes when he entered the living room. The person whom Bilbo assumed will be the last one up was standing in the middle of the living room, with a plastic bag in one hand, cleaning. "When did you get up?" Bilbo asked and sat down on the couch.
Thorin turned around and looked at Bilbo who was lying on the couch like he had nothing better to do in his life. He cleared his throat before he began to speak. "I didn't go to bed. Someone needed to stay up and take care of everything. The last people left not even an hour ago."
"Mhmmm." Bilbo pretended that he wasn't interested in conversation he was having with Thorin so he decided to play with his phone. Thorin shook his head and turned back to cleaning. After a few minutes Bilbo spoke. "What are you listening to?"
Thorin looked at the stereo. "I have absolutely no idea. Someone left this mix in our stereo and I can't find the remote to change it."
"I like this song. I've never heard it before but I like it."
"Some of them are okay and some of them are horrible. I've been listening to this mix for almost two hours."
Before Bilbo could say something else the song ended and after two seconds of silence Stayin' Alive started playing.
"I love this song!" they both said at the same time and smiled.
"Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk."
Bilbo couldn't contain his laughter after Thorin sang the first line.
"What?" asked Thorin visibly offended.
"Nothing, go on," encouraged Bilbo and smiled.
Thorin eyed him for a moment before turning up the volume.
We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man
"Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive."
Sang Thorin and put on a dancing show on for Bilbo who was laughing so hard that a few tears escaped his eyes. It wasn't that Thorin was bad at singing and dancing, but for some reason it was hilarious to see Thorin do all these things. He was relaxed and in a good mood and he made Bilbo laugh. That last thing kept Thorin going otherwise he would have stopped long ago. He could only hope that no one would see him.
"Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive."
The last part they sang together and at the end they were both laughing. Bilbo didn't have so much fun in ages. It was weird to see Thorin so relaxed and in that moment Bilbo wanted to do nothing else but to kiss the life out of him. Up to the moment when he felt something hard under his butt and the song changed. Bilbo froze in the moment he heard the first line of the song.
Gotta write a classic
Thorin stopped laughing and looked at Bilbo who was trying his best to avoid eye contact.
Gotta write it in an attic
Thorin dropped the plastic bag he was holding and the noise that it made when it hit the floor forced Bilbo to meet Thorin's eyes from where he was still lying on the couch.
Baby, I'm an addict now, an addict for your love
Thorin took a step closer and Bilbo bit his lower lip in worry what was about to happen next.
I was a street boy
And you were my best toy
I found it easy to annoy you
But you were different from the rest
"Dance with me," said Thorin.
Bilbo looked at Thorin like he asked something very inappropriate. "I don't like this song," lied Bilbo when Thorin offered him his hand. "It's too cheesy."
And I loved you all the wrong ways
Now listen to my say
If it changed to another way
Would the difference make it?
Would it be a classic?
I gotta send it right away
Thorin raised an eyebrow and Bilbo continued: "People dance to it at five in the morning when they are drunk and tired and they need somebody to hold on to so they can stand."
"Well, it's ten in the morning and I'm not drunk and I would still like to dance with you," said Thorin and once again put up his hand to Bilbo. "So if you please…"
Bilbo rolled his eyes before he accepted Thorin's hand and allowed Thorin to pull him up from the couch and led him to the center of the living room. For once in his life Bilbo was speechless and he had a massive knot in his stomach. His heart was pounding so fast he was sure Thorin was able to hear it. His hands were sweating and his mouth was completely dry. For some reason, not because he was in love with Thorin, absolutely not, Bilbo found himself lost in Thorin's eyes when the older boy turned him around so that they could share a dance.
Bilbo was like a puppet for a moment, allowing Thorin to control his every move. Thorin put one of Bilbo's hands on his shoulder while the other automatically found its way along his forearm. Thorin put one of his hands on Bilbo's hip and the other went on Bilbo's back so that he could pull him a little closer. Thorin's touch was like molten lava, hot and spreading very fast through Bilbo's body. It didn't burn like every time before when Thorin touched him. No, this was much better and it turned Bilbo's knees into jelly. He would have collapsed if Thorin didn't hold him so close. They slowly moved together, not even once breaking eye contact, and for a moment Bilbo thought he could drown himself in those eyes.
Now I'm living my life one day at a time
since losing your love I've been losing my mind
What more can I see
The future is so clear
It looked like they both forgot they were in the middle of the living room dancing to a 'cheesy' song. Thorin held Bilbo close to himself. For these few minutes Bilbo Baggins was his and as much as Bilbo belonged to him that much he belonged to Bilbo. Thorin didn't allow any dark thoughts invade his mind while he shared such an amazing and rare moment with Bilbo.
And it's not what I mean
I mean it's not what it seems
I just keep living for dreams
How true these lyrics were, thought Bilbo while he danced with Thorin. For a moment he felt like he was dreaming. This right here, with Thorin holding him so close, this was his dream. Even if he will deny it later, this was his dream and he wanted nothing more than to kiss Thorin once the song ended. Thorin apparently was thinking the same thing because they broke eye contact and leaned in for a kiss…
But jumped apart the next moment because they heard Fíli yawn loudly as he walked into the living room. "Did I interrupt something?" Fíli asked while he rubbed his still sleeping eyes.
"Nope," quickly answered Bilbo grabbed the plastic bag Thorin was holding a few minutes earlier and ran out of the living room. He could help clean somewhere else.
Fíli just shrugged and sat down on the couch where Bilbo was sitting before Thorin asked him to dance. "What were you two doing before I came in?" asked Fíli.
"Nothing," cut Thorin. "Don't just lay here. Go clean something." Thorin ordered before he stormed out of the living room, leaving very confused looking Fíli lying on the couch.
"Yikes, someone didn't get laid last night," Fíli called after Thorin and dragged himself out of the living room to help clean the house. If only Fíli knew how true this was.
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It was one o'clock when Kíli finally woke up; actually it was Bofur who called him to ask him how Bilbo was doing. Kíli had no idea what happened the previous night. He drank a little too much to remember what happened. His head was still spinning and he had some trouble getting down the stairs and into the garden. Bilbo did very good, the garden was almost all cleaned up.
"Morning," greeted Kíli and collapsed into a chair.
"Well it was about time you wake up. Nola is here, Ori and Dwalin, and Bofur is on his way."
"I know, he called me." Kíli rubbed his temple, he didn't enjoy the headache.
"I'll get you something for your head," said Bilbo and went back into the house. He came back a couple of minutes later with a glass of water and some pills for the head. "Here, take these."
"Thanks."
Bilbo sat with Kíli for a moment when his phone started to ring. He immediately recognized the number. "Hello."
Kíli looked at Bilbo while he talked on the phone. "Who is it?"
Bilbo stopped talking for a moment. "It's my brother. He is asking me when I'll come home."
"Tell him to come visit," ordered Kíli. "Bofur is on his way, he can pick him up."
Bilbo thought about it for a second before he agreed. "He will come. He is actually very excited to come here."
"That's cool."
"Well enough of that. Start cleaning," ordered Bilbo.
Half an hour later Bofur and Frodo appeared on the doorstep. Fíli invited them in and showed them to the garden where Bilbo and Kíli were.
"What happened here?" questioned Frodo. "Were you robbed?"
"No, we had a party," explained Kíli and offered Frodo his hand. "I'm Kíli, nice to meet you."
"Frodo." Frodo looked at his brother and smiled. "So you trashed the entire house?"
"It was Kíli's idea to throw a party," explained Bilbo.
"And you helped me," Kíli pointed out. "If it wasn't for you we would never have this party."
"So you are saying this is my fault?"
"All I'm saying that you helped make this mess."
"And now I'm helping to clean it up," answered Bilbo. "Which, by the way, you should be doing too."
Before Kíli could say something else Nola came to check on things. "Nice work, Bilbo." She turned around only to see Kíli and Frodo sitting on a bench. "Hello," she said to Frodo. "And you? It's almost two o'clock, start cleaning!"
Kíli muttered something under his breath before he started helping Bilbo. Even Frodo joined them. At three o'clock most of the house was back to normal. Thorin and Dwalin put the paintings back on the walls, the kitchen, living room, and garden were cleaned so the boys decided to take a minute to rest.
"What's for lunch?" asked Kíli when Nola brought them some cold lemonade in the garden.
"Do you want me to cook or to help you clean up?" She asked Kíli remained silent. "That's what I thought."
Kíli thought about it for a minute. "Pizza it is! I'm going to tell Thorin to order. You two are staying here and you are eating with us. Don't even think about saying no."
"So," started Frodo once Kíli was gone, "You had a party last night." Bilbo looked at his brother. "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Absolutely nothing," answered Bilbo nonchalantly and Frodo frowned. He had a feeling his brother was hiding something, but before he could ask anything else Kíli returned.
"Pizza will be here in twenty minutes and we are eating outside," he announced. "Help me get some things from the kitchen."
Bilbo obeyed and followed Kíli back inside. They needed napkins, few jugs of juice, they decided not to use plates because you can eat pizza with your hands and they took everything outside. A few minutes later Ori, Fíli and Bofur joined them and together they waited for Thorin and Dwalin to bring the food.
By the time Dwalin returned with the pizzas Bilbo was really hungry. Everyone took a seat, but it looked like they purposely left one seat for Thorin next to Bilbo. It looked like the most natural thing when Thorin sat down next to Bilbo. Everyone noticed, but no one said a thing up to the moment when Thorin poured some juice in a glass and put it in front of Bilbo. Bilbo of course pretended like he didn't see anything, but Frodo apparently died and he nudged him because his brother chose to remain silent. Bilbo sent Frodo a dirty look before muttering 'thank you' to Thorin.
"No juice for me?" teased Kíli and Thorin sent him a look. But instead of arguing with him he poured some more juice and gave him the glass.
"Would Prince Kíli require something else?" he asked with sarcasm. "Perhaps a straw or some ice?"
"That would be lovely, thanks." Kíli decided to play along.
Thorin just shook his head and continued eating without saying another word.
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After lunch Thorin and Dwalin disappeared who knows where, while the rest of the group stayed at the mansion. It was Fíli who suggested the play some video games and Frodo was immediately up for it. Bilbo, Bofur and Kíli were one team and Fíli, Frodo and Ori were the other. The only three that knew how to play the game were Frodo, Fíli and Kíli, so it wasn't much of a surprise when Fíli, Frodo and Ori won the game.
"You are very good at this," commented Fíli. "Have you played this before?"
"Yes. My cousin has this game and we play it every time I come to visit," explained Frodo.
"That explains why you love going there so much. I'm always bored to death when I'm there," sighed Bilbo and relaxed on the couch.
"That's because you always read books. You never do anything fun."
"So he does the same thing while he is with you?" asked Kíli.
"You mean, he hides in his room and spends hours reading?" asked Frodo and Kíli nodded. "Always. Sometimes I get a feeling he is in love with the books."
"Hey!" interrupted Bilbo. "I'm right here."
"We know," said Kíli and Frodo and started laughing.
"I like books because you can experience an adventure while you are comfortable in your own bed," explained Bilbo.
"Or you can spend hours fantasizing about romance instead of experiencing the real thing," added Bofur and winked at Bilbo who blushed.
"I like book," piped in Ori. "And you shouldn't judge Bilbo for reading. Sometimes the romance is better in the books than in real life."
"Oh, if only Dwalin would hear you right now," smiled Fíli and Ori rolled his eyes.
"This is not about Dwalin and me. And let me tell you something, our love life is-"
"I heard enough!" exclaimed Kíli and covered his ears. "Please don't torture me."
Everyone started laughing at Kíli for being such a drama queen.
"You said you have no problem talking about things like that," reminded him Bilbo.
"I have no problem about talking about things like this in general. Talking about Dwalin…" Kíli trailed off. "He scares me and I really don't want to have an image of him and Ori in my head. With Thorin it's different. He is my brother, so it's perfectly normal for me to be nosy and get all the dirty details about his sex life. You know all the details after all you slept with him…" Everyone in the room stared at Bilbo in complete silence. "Oops," whispered Kíli.
After a few minutes Fíli spoke. "Who's in for another round?"
"I am," everyone exclaimed just so that they could avoid the awkward silence.
A few hours later when it was already dark outside and Bofur just left, Thorin and Dwalin came back.
"Hello love," greeted Ori. "Ready to go home?" Dwalin only nodded. "I'll see you all on Monday," said Ori before he pulled Dwalin out with him.
"I'll see you on Monday, Thorin," called Dwalin and allowed Ori to drag him out.
Thorin stared at Frodo who was still playing a game with Fíli and Bilbo realized he should do something too. "We should go too," said Bilbo and got up from the couch.
"Few more minutes," pleaded Frodo.
"It's already late. Mum and dad will be worried."
Frodo sighed and put down the controller he was holding.
"You are not staying here with us?" asked Kíli.
"No, I promised Thor-"
He was interrupted by Thorin. "He is staying here. He agreed to this so he is staying here."
"I don't want to go back alone," whispered Frodo. "It's dark outside."
"I'll go with you," offered Bilbo. He looked at Thorin for a second only to see he didn't agree. "And then I'll come back."
Fíli sent Thorin a look but Thorin refused to say anything until Kíli started coughing. "I'll drive you," offered Thorin.
"There is no need. I can escort him, really, no problem." Bilbo was doing his best to avoid Thorin until Frodo pinched him. "Auch… Why…" The look that Frodo sent him said more than thousand words could. "That would be lovely, thank you."
They followed Thorin down to the garage. Frodo had been so rarely in the car that he was really excited. Thorin's car was nice and big, and Frodo was a little disappointed he had to sit in the backseat. "Nice car."
"Thanks," said Thorin and Bilbo had to roll his eyes. His brother was trying to have a conversation with Thorin. Waste of time and breath, Bilbo thought. He was never able to have a longer conversation with Thorin without arguing so why would with Frodo be any different.
"Did your parents buy it?"
"Frodo," warned Bilbo.
Thorin ignored him. "No, actually I bought it."
"It must have cost a fortune," Frodo guessed.
Thorin smiled. "Yeah, it wasn't cheap."
"Did you have to work long so that you could afford it?" Frodo continued his interrogation.
"A few years."
"Oh."
"I worked with my father during summer holidays. I was paid a little better than everyone else, but I still had to work."
"That's so cool. I want to have a car like this one day."
Bilbo just sulked into the car seat and didn't say another word. All the way back Thorin and Frodo had a lovely conversation and ignored him. It appeared that Thorin took a liking to his little brother and Bilbo wasn't happy about this. How was it possible that Frodo was able to have a conversation with Thorin and he couldn't? It just wasn't bloody fair!
Finally the car stopped at their house. "Thanks for the ride, Thorin," called Frodo.
Thorin… So you two are already on first name basis. You spent… what? ... ten minutes with him and you are acting like he is your best friend.
"No problem," smiled Thorin.
"I'll come and visit sometimes."
"You are always welcome at our house."
"Bye Thorin," waved Frodo before he went into the house.
"Brat," muttered Bilbo under his breath and sulked into the seat. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared out of the window while Thorin turned the car around so they could return back to the house.
After a few minutes of silence Thorin spoke: "Have I done something to upset you?"
"No, nothing. Absolutely nothing." Thorin knew that Bilbo was upset about something but he didn't question him further. "Just get us back as soon as possible," ordered Bilbo.
Thorin did as he was told without any questions asked.
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The weekend passed very quickly. They had a party on Friday, they had to clean everything on Saturday so that meant that Sunday was reserved for studying and doing school work. Thráin and Valla returned just in time for dinner so they all ate together in complete silence. After what happened the last time everyone was at the dinner table together no one dared to speak.
Bilbo was happy to be back at school on Monday, but he had this feeling that something will go terribly wrong. He was just hoping that this thing won't be his history test. But if you would ask Bilbo he would tell you that things were even worse.
"I like him," said Frodo as he sat next to his brother on the bus. "I don't know why you don't like him. He is very polite and he was nice to you all the time while I was there."
"Do we have to talk about this?" complained Bilbo.
"Yes. Why do you hate him so much?"
"You are joking right?" asked Bilbo with disbelief.
"Don't say because he got you pregnant. No one would believe you."
Bilbo sighed. He didn't want to talk about Thorin. "I hate him because he is an ass, a bully, an idiot who doesn't know how to behave and I-"
"Love him so much that I spend hours a day dreaming about kissing him," finished Frodo.
"That's not true," lied Bilbo.
Frodo just shrugged. "I don't understand why you don't just do it. I can assure you that he won't stop you. I dare to say that you will do more than just kiss."
Bilbo turned red. "This is your station, you need to leave," he said and pushed Frodo off the seat.
"Fine. You can deny this as long as you want but you know I'm right."
Deep down Bilbo knew that Frodo was right. He still liked Thorin but that doesn't mean he will forgive him for everything he said or did to him. The history test was easy so Bilbo was worried for nothing in the morning, but the day wasn't over yet. He quickly finished his lunch and because he had one free period he decided to kill some time and go to the school library to do some studying.
Thorin was also having an amazing day and it kept getting better and better. He was walking with Dwalin down the hall when suddenly something or better said someone caught his attention in the library.
"Look who is here," said Thorin and pointed through the window. "We should go and say hello." Thorin was about to enter when Dwalin stopped him.
"Are you obsessed with him or something? You are acting like a crazy fan girl."
"No I'm not."
"You talk about him all the time, you search for him all the time, don't even try to deny it, I see you when we walk down the hallways. I know about your every encounter with him, every detail of every conversation and I know you think about him all the time. If you like him so much just tell him."
Thorin eyed his friend with disbelief. "I don't like him."
"Sure you don't."
"I really don't. He is the most annoying person I've ever met."
"Look who is talking," snorted Dwalin.
"I'm just making things even. Eye for an eye." Thorin thought about it for a second and Dwalin panicked a little when he saw the look on his face.
"Thorin don't. You'll regret it," he warned.
"No I won't," answered Thorin a little too confident. "I just need to go to the cafeteria first. I've suddenly become very hungry."
Dwalin just shook his head and followed him without saying another word. This was exciting at the beginning but it will end in disaster. A couple of minutes later Thorin entered the library carrying a tray with lunch from the cafeteria.
"Bilbo Baggins!" he called. "I have a special delivery for Mr. Baggins."
"Mr. Durin what do you think are you doing?"
"I'm sorry Mrs. Charlotte, but I have a special delivery for Mr. Baggins." Thorin spoke louder than necessary just to prove his point. He knew where Bilbo was but this was part of the game.
"Mr. Durin need I remind you that food is not allowed in the library?"
"No need!"
"Could you not speak so loud?"
"I'm sorry but I really need to find Mr. Baggins." Thorin pretended to look around. "Oh, there he is."
Before the library could say anything else Thorin was almost next to Bilbo. Bilbo wanted nothing more but to disappear when Thorin entered the library and started calling his name.
"Mr. Baggins, your lunch as requested." Thorin placed a tray on Bilbo's books.
"I didn't ask for this," Bilbo hissed through his teeth.
Thorin leaned closer and whispered in his ear. "I know. But this is a special delivery."
"I'm sorry for interrupting you!" apologized Thorin to everyone before he disappeared.
Everyone looked at Bilbo visibly angry. "I didn't tell him to bring me this. I already ate," he tried to explain but it was already too late. He was sure only about one thing. This meant war!
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Bilbo was furious at Thorin and he will show this to him the moment he will get home. He told Bofur what happened but his friend told him that he got what he deserved after what he did to Thorin on Friday. If possible, Bilbo became even angrier.
He got from school as quickly as possible because he wanted to have a word with Thorin.
"Thorin!" Bilbo yelled after the doors behind him closed with a loud thud. "Thorin!" He received no answer, but by the noise that was coming from the living room he was guessing that Thorin was there.
Thorin was lying on the couch, watching TV and smiling when Bilbo entered the room but he didn't look at him until Bilbo stepped between him and the TV screen. "You are blocking my view."
"Argh," groaned Bilbo. "How dare you do something like this?!"
"Didn't you get my note?" asked Thorin and lay on his back so that Bilbo was looking down on him.
Bilbo did get his note. Payback :-) was written on the napkin that was on the tray. Bilbo pulled the napkin out of his pocket and threw it at Thorin. "Because of you I got suspended from the library for a month!"
"Because of you I didn't get laid for a month," Thorin answered back.
"That's not the same."
"Yes it is. I have my needs, you have yours."
"You crossed the line this time."
"You crossed it long ago," reminded him Thorin.
"I hate you!"
"No you don't," smiled Thorin. Before Bilbo was able to storm away Thorin caught him by his wrist and pulled him on the couch so that Bilbo was lying on his chest. Even though Bilbo tried to fight it, Thorin was very strong and had no problem holding him close to him.
"Let go of me," said Bilbo and tried to push himself off Thorin, but Thorin held him firm.
"Just admit that you like me and I will."
"Never," answered Bilbo, angrier this time. Thorin held him down with his legs and with one hand while the other travelled lower on Bilbo's back until it reached Bilbo's butt. Bilbo's eyes went wide and he stopped moving for a second so that he could look Thorin in the eyes. Their lips were only centimeters apart and he was able to feel Thorin's heavy breathing. Once again they were in the situation where they could kiss. It was very tempting for Bilbo to do so and the look in Thorin's eyes was telling him to go for it. Thorin was thinking the same. He wanted nothing more but to capture these lips into a passionate kiss. They stared at each other for a few seconds too long because once again they were interrupted.
"Are we interrupting something?" the twins asked as they walked into the living room only to find Bilbo lying on top of their brother in, what you could say, rather compromising position.
Thorin immediately released Bilbo from his strong grip so that Bilbo was able to get off of him. "Nope," answered Bilbo, embarrassed that they were caught, again, before he fled the room.
Thorin turned around, grabbed the remote and pretended that nothing happened.
"All right then," answered Fíli before joining Thorin on the couch.
-TBC-
Author's notes:
All mistakes are mine.
Some of you found me on Tumblr and sent me a lot of interesting questions. I tried to answer them the best I could. You can send them more, I'll be more than happy to answer them. For those who don't know I post Sneak Peeks on Tumblr for the chapter that I'm writing. I usually post at least two for The Crown of Sonnets, but rarely for The Miracle of Love (I do it if someone requests otherwise I keep the chapter a secret until it's finished). I almost forgot. I'm b_blueberry on Tumblr (no surprises, really).
I had so much fun writing this chapter. After the response I received for the previous one I knew I had to write something fast. I said max. 3,500 words… this is obviously not happening because it's so hard to end the chapter when things get really interesting. So tell me what you think about this chapter and the relationship between Bilbo and Thorin and I'll see you at the next chapter (or on Tumbrl).