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It had been 3 weeks since Bilbo last saw Thorin, he didn't see Fili and Kili inside or came in to get them; he just simply parked his car outside for Fili and Kili to get to it by themselves. Thorin also ignored his texts if it wasn't too serious, those answers were only brief (like a simple 'yes', 'no' or 'ok'). It hurt, it really did; and he tried really hard to hide those feelings for the kids. It worked, but not for Bofur.

"Having love problem?" he asked when they had their planning time on a Friday evening when all the kids had gone home. "Come on, I've known you for years, you can tell me."

Bilbo sighed and looked out through the window. "I'm in love Bofur."

Bofur rolled his eyes and snorted as to say 'No shit Sherlock'.

"I've noticed" he said. "And..?"

"He's acting strange, like he doesn't want anything to do with me. I knew all along that this was a one sided love, and to be honest, I was happy with that; as long as I could be with him." Bilbo felt how his eyes filled up with tears and he wiped them with the backside of his hand. "Pathetic, right?"

Bofur sighed and smiled a sad smile. "I don't think so. I think it's beautiful, and that guy is a fool to not see how great you are. You deserve to be happy, fuck that other guy."

Bilbo started laughing. Bofur was always the first one he spoke to about love problems, and any other problem for that matter. He comforted Bilbo in University when he had fallen in love with one of the teachers, when he didn't pass the final test and had to retake it, and he always knew how to cheer Bilbo up when he had a bad day.

"You know what" Bofur said and leaned onto the table. "Let's go out to eat something at a restaurant and have a drink; my treat. Just to get your mind on something else."

Bilbo smiled and nodded. "I would love to."

So they packed their things and went outside to the bus stop, the sky was coloured in pink and orange and Bilbo could feel that the summer was close. His favourite season was spring, but he loved summer as much as the next person; Bofur on the other hand felt it was too hot.

"I don't even need my jacket anymore." He said when they got on the bus. "Better is winter, or autumn. With cold days and even colder days and warm blankets and hot drinks and reading a book by the fireplace."

Bilbo tried to ignore his friends complains and focused on the cool air that slipped into the bus from the open window by the driver. It blew through his light hair and it was almost chilly around his slightly pointed ears. He unbuttoned one of the buttons on his green vest and felt the breeze.

"Are you listening at all?" Bofur said suddenly and Bilbo was interrupted in his train of thoughts.

"Of course" he said and shrugged a bit. "Winter and fire, right?"

Bofur burst out in laughter. "That was like 10 minutes ago, silly; I said that we're getting off at the next stop."

They arrived at the towns centre and it was filled with people getting home after a long week of work and also people who were on their way to after-work beers. Bofur wrapped his arm around Bilbo.

"Alright, lad. Remember where we used to go in Uni? That's right, 'The Prancing Pony'." He said and led them to this large place with huge windows. It was very popular but not too crowded, modern but still homely; and the prices were good too.

As they got in a waiter greeted them.

"Bofur! Bilbo! Ah, I haven't seen you here in ages!" he said and embraced them both.

"Bifur, my dear cousin!" Bofur said and patted him on his forearm. "Looking old as usual, you big fart!"

Bifur laughed loudly and the rumbling laughter made everyone else stare at them.
They, together with Bofurs childhood friend Dori, had been regulars at the tavern in their student day. But it decreased as they all, one by one, got jobs and other things on their minds. It seemed just like the old days when they met Bifur.

"Now let's get you seated somewhere, shall we." Bifur said and looked over to see if there were any available tables. "Ah there, right next to that couple over there."

Bilbo looked over at the couple and his blood froze to ice.

It was Thorin, with a woman.

Bilbo went pale and his mouth got dry. He couldn't move at all, it was like all of his body parts went stiff.

"Bilbo, are you alright?" Bofur asked and laid a hand on his shoulder. But Bilbo did not listen. His heart pounded hard and fast, he could swear that he could hear his blood flow inside his ears and tears dwelled up.

"I need to go." He said, turned around and ran as fast as he could out of the restaurant.