Author's Note: So i decided to add a second part to Ball to the Head cause I feel bad still. I'll be posting more one shots. Now on with the show!
Warning: mpreg mentions, don't like don't read, but please don't flame.
"Go, Frodo, go! You can do it!" Bilbo cheered, watching Frodo pass the ball to Kili. He was so absorbed in the game that he didn't notice he had grabbed Thorin's hand in his excitement. Of course the taller man didn't say anything about it and only just managed to stifle a grin at the look that Elrond passed them from their spot in the front row of bleachers. He struggled to not just grab the small honey-brown haired man beside him and hide him from the lustful stares of some of the adult soccer players that were warming up on the sidelines.
What are you thinking, Durin? You just met the guy! But it wasn't the first time that Thorin had seen Bilbo Baggins. Many times he had dropped Dis and the boys off at soccer practice. He had caught sight of the slight man on several occasions, but this was the first time he had actually spoken to him.
Dis was right when she described him as "too serious for his own good". He was the CEO of a major cooperation and had probably taken only 4 days off in the last two years. Lately he had started letting his coworker Balin handle a lot of the matters, allowing him to spend time with his beloved if mischievous nephews. Plus, more time off meant that he could finally take up his chance of asking out Bilbo.
"Goal! Yes! Good job, Fili!" Bilbo cheered, whistling and clapping. He turned and looked at Thorin in amusement. "I'm surprised you didn't say anything about the game. Dis tells me that you're very vocal about things like this. A former player yourself?"
"I'm sure I'm not as vocal as you seem to be, Bilbo," Thorin said, his voice very flirtatious and he smirked at the deep blush in Bilbo's cheeks. "To answer your question, yes, I did play when I was younger. I still play recreational when I can."
"I'd love to see you play one day," Bilbo said absently, his attention back on the field where Kili was trying to pass the ball to Frodo through Legolas.
Thorin was thrilled at the thought of Bilbo cheering him on during one of his own game. He was lost in thoughts about scoring the winning goal and sweeping the smaller man into a kiss when half time was called. Grabbing Bilbo's hand, Thorin ignored his stuttering protests and walked over to where the Warriors were conversing with Coach Beorn. He was yelling excitedly and waving his arms around, which was a good sign that he was happy.
"Uncle Bilbo! Uncle Bilbo! Did you see Fili score? Did you see?" Frodo said animatedly.
Bilbo laughed quietly, aware of his hand still in Thorin's. "Yes, I did. Did you hear me cheering?"
While Bilbo indulged his nephew, Thorin found himself with an armful of excited 9 year olds. Fili was yelling in his ear about scoring a goal while Kili was turning his head slowly, looking at Bilbo then at his uncle. Thorin wasn't afraid to admit that the calculating look in Kili's nine year old eyes made him a teeny bit scared.
"Is Mr. Boggins going to be our new Auntie?" Kili asked in a loud voice, blinking his baby Jesus eyes in an adorable way.
Why that conniving little-"What? I-I?" Speechless, Thorin glanced over at Bilbo, hoping that he hadn't heard what his nephews had said. By the badly hidden laughter, he had heard. So had Frodo and Fili, who immediately began asking questions at Thorin, who was blushing furiously and stuttering.
"Boys! Half time's over!" Coach Beorn shouted.
Fili and Kili dropped out of Thorin's arms and Beorn walked over and grabbed Frodo from Bilbo's arms, giving the smaller man a wink. "Good to see you again, Bilbo!"
"Good to see you too, Beorn. Primula's been saying that a good friend of hers is single if you're interested," Bilbo teased, unaware of the fuming Thorin beside him.
Beorn roared with laughter and headed back toward the field, carrying the squealing Frodo. Smiling at the sight, Bilbo turned back to see the angry look on Thorin's face before it disappeared under an indifferent mask. Reaching over, Bilbo grabbed Thorin's hand and gave him a reassuring smile. He really liked Thorin, seeing him occasionally when he would drop off Dis and the boys.
"So what movie do you want to watch?"
Thorin laughed and threw his arm around Bilbo's shoulders (much to the smaller man's delight). "First we have to deal with the party my sister agreed to at my house."
"A backyard filled with 9 year olds? What could go wrong?" Bilbo quipped.
"Uncle Thorin! Gimli hit me with a hot dog!" Kili screamed.
The backyard of Thorin's three story house (castle in Frodo's opinion) was filled with the Erebor Eagles and their parents. Primula had shown up and so had Dis, who miraculously recovered from her 'cold'. Both women were excited to hear that Thorin was taking Bilbo out and observed-stalked-the two at the party.
"Bilbo! Have you see my purse anywhere?" Primula said, noticing the way Bilbo started. He had been staring at Thorin where he was talking to one of the soccer dads. The taller man had changed from his suit to a nice collar shirt and pants. Somehow, the shirt showed off his toned muscles and it caused Bilbo and most of the soccer moms to drool in their glasses.
"Uh, no I haven't. I'll go inside and look though," he said, blushing at the knowing look his cousin and Dis were giving him. Those two are scary together!
Out of the corner of his eye Thorin could see Bilbo heading in his house and excused himself from Luthir's talks about business. Following him, Thorin watched as Bilbo searched for Primula's purse. He admired the view from behind before saying, "You still want to go on a date with me?"
Startled, Bilbo turned and raised an eyebrow at the smirking Thorin. "If you think your nephews are gonna scare me off, you're so wrong."
Walking over to him, Thorin placed his hands on both sides of Bilbo, making the small man lean back into the granite counter. Instinctively, Bilbo placed his hands on Thorin's chest and he blushed, peaking up at Thorin through his eyelashes. Looking down at the auburn-haired man, Thorin said, "I wish I had had the guts to ask you out earlier."
"What do you mean?"
"We're both adults Bilbo. I like you, and you like me."
"A little confident, aren't we?" Bilbo said sweetly, his fingers dancing along Thorin's arms. He raised an eyebrow at the growl that Thorin let out. "I do like you, Thorin. But right now there's a backyard filled with 9 year olds so we can't exactly go on a date right now." He pressed his fingers to Thorin's advancing lips. "Or do anything else."
"See, this is why I love my sister," Thorin said conversationally. He moves his hands from the counter to Bilbo's hips, pulling the blushing man closer. "She's really intuitive, especially as to when the party should end."
Confusion turned to delight when Bilbo heard the sound of all the kids and their parents leaving through the front door. Turning back to Thorin, Bilbo laughed quietly before pulling on Thorin's braids down towards his face, towards his awaiting lips-
"Well, we'll just be leaving."
Jumping back into the counter, Bilbo squeaked in fear (though he'll never admit it). Thorin turned around and covered Bilbo in order to protect him. Primula and Dis stood at the doorway, both giggling. At least until they saw Thorin's glare. Waving slightly, Primula showed Bilbo her purse before darting away. Dis snorted and said, "Don't stay out too long you two. Thorin, you have a meeting in the morning."
With that said, she left. Thorin groaned and buried his face in Bilbo's shoulder. The small man laughed-giggled-at the sensation of Thorin's beard on his neck. The hair scratched his neck, and Bilbo knew he was gonna have some beard burn. Not that he minded. Thorin kissed his neck, enjoying the shiver that ran through Bilbo's body.
"If you keep this up we're not going to get to the movie theatre in time," Bilbo gasped.
"Who said anything about a movie theatre?"
"Where are we going to watch the movie then?"
"Two words: home theatre."
After getting a large crystal bowl full of popcorn, Bilbo sat down in the comfy second row of love seat in the dark room. Thorin's home theatre had soft carpet and deep blue wallpaper. Several rows of custom love seats with recliners at the end were upholstered in faux silk and Bilbo couldn't help but laugh at the soda stains that Fili and Kili had probably left on the expensive seats.
He looked over at where Thorin was selecting a movie to watch. "I think you're the only person I know who has a popcorn machine in their home theatre."
Thorin raised an eyebrow."
"Okay, only person I know who owns a popcorn machine."
The other eyebrow rose to join eyebrow already raised.
"Okay, okay! Only person I know with a home theatre."
Chuckling, Thorin turned the TV on and went over to sit beside Bilbo. He moved the popcorn bowl over to the recliner and wrapped his arms around Bilbo's waist before pulling him down on top of him. After a few seconds of adjusting, the small man sighed contently from his place in front of Thorin as the movie began. It was a new movie that Bilbo hadn't seen yet and he wasn't sure that it was out on DVD yet.
"An old friend of mine's a movie producer. Now, Dwalin's running a security business but sometimes I use his services for some events my company produces," Thorin explained.
"Oh," Bilbo said, feeling slightly unworthy of Thorin. He was a museum curator, and this was one of the richest man in the entire city. How is it that he is interested in me?
Feeling the tension in Bilbo's shoulders, Thorin tightened his grip on his waist and murmured into his neck, "Does my lifestyle bother you?"
"No, not at all. It's just..."
Thorin sat up on his elbow and turned Bilbo using his grip on his waist. He was surprised to see the downcast look on the younger man's face and he cupped his face, stroking his cheek. "Just?"
"It's just how can you like me? I'm nothing more than-"
Sitting up abruptly, Thorin pulled Bilbo up and stared into his hazel eyes. "Nothing more than absolutely wonderful. Bilbo, I've been gathering up the courage to ask you out all season long. I honestly didn't think you would want to go out with me, considering that most people think I'm an indifferent bastard."
"That's not true Thorin! You're nice, and funny," Bilbo protested. He hated the fear and vulnerability in those sapphire eyes. "And from what I've heard from Dis, you're loyal to your family, and I know you'll be loyal to me."
"My money doesn't bother you?"
"I'll be honest; it makes me a little uncomfortable. I'm not used to all this," Bilbo said, waving his hand around. "But that doesn't mean I don't want to give us a try. I've ogled you at too many of Frodo's games not to."
Thorin smiled and leaned down, pressing his lips to Bilbo's. Gasping, Bilbo gave him the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Moaning softly, Thorin lowered Bilbo down to the couch, losing himself in the kiss. When they finally broke apart for air, Bilbo began pressing butterfly-like kisses on Thorin's neck. Growling softly, Thorin captured the smaller man's bruised lips once more, this time much more passionate in the way he kissed.
Breathing heavily, Bilbo buried his fingers in Thorin's hair. Pulling him closer, they both lost themselves in their own little world.
*Six Months Later*
"Go! Go, Frodo!" Bilbo cheered. He pushed his curls out of his forehead-when had they gotten so long?-and turned to look for Thorin. Not seeing him, the curator began to pout. Today was an important day, and he had hoped Thorin wouldn't be stuck in another meeting. Especially not for Frodo's 10th birthday.
"He should be here soon, Bilbo. I believe business has been booming for him in the last few months," Elrond said knowingly, smiling softly at the blush on Bilbo's cheeks. He is too modest with himself; he can't see the change in Thorin that all those around him have seen. Looking over at his wife Celebrian, Elrond knew that Bilbo was making the patriarch of the Durin line the strongest since the tragic downfall of Thorin's grandfather.
Glancing around once more for his boyfriend, Bilbo sighed and tried to pay attention to the game. That is until suddenly everything went dark.
"Hey, beautiful, miss me?"
Laughing, Bilbo turned in Thorin's arms and reached up on his toes to kiss him. "I thought you said you weren't going to be working today. The boys were devastated that you might miss their party."
"I'm sorry, love. We had to have an emergency meeting about a certain customer and I couldn't miss it. But there is no way on earth that I would miss Frodo's birthday," Thorin said, holding Bilbo's hand as they walk down the bleachers to where the boys are celebrating their victory over the Bree Badgers.
"Auntie Bilbo, I scored a point! Do I get an extra cupcake?" Kili shouted.
"Well, we'll see how many your Uncle Bombur leaves after dessert to see how many you can have, okay?"
Thorin threw his arm around Bilbo's shoulders as they ushered the boys in the car, heading to Thorin and Bilbo's home in order to start Frodo's birthday party.
*****************Later that Evening********************
"Uncle Thorin, is Auntie Bilbo ever going to have babies?" Fili asked, digging in to his third cupcake.
They were all sitting in the backyard, surrounding the firepit in the rapidly cooling early August air. Bilbo was curled up against Thorin's side and Thorin had to pat Bilbo repeatedly on the back after he choked on the marshmallow he had been roasting. The company burst into laughter before noticing the serious face on the mentioned couple.
"Actually, Fili, we were going to wait until after the wedding," Bilbo said nonchalantly.
At that, everyone fell quiet. Dis and Primula immediately zoomed in on the gold engagement band on Bilbo's ring finger. Squealing with joy, they rushed over to admire the ring. It was a halo sapphire and diamond engagement ring set in 18k gold. The sapphire was surrounded by 13 diamonds. It was not as overly the top as Thorin would have prefered, but it fit Bilbo nicely. Everyone began congratulating the couple well into the night. Both Balin and Dwalin decided to do toasts for the engaged couple-adults with beer and children with juice. At last, with Frodo asleep on her shoulder, Primula was the final guest to leave.
Dropping down on the sofa, Bilba sighed tiredly. He adored his friends and family, but after entertaining them all afternoon long, he was exhausted. Thorin smiled down at his fiance-it felt good to say that word-and sat down next to him, playfully kissing up his torso to his neck. Giggling softly, Bilbo pulled Thorin up to kiss him passionately.
"I had thought that Kili would be the one to ask that question, not Fili."
"Don't let his angelic features fool you, that boy is as devious as his brother," Thorin drawled, pressing kisses to the junction between Bilbo's shoulder and neck.
"Do you really want to have children Thorin?"
"Yes, of course. A perfect mix of us, something that we created out of our love."
"Then perhaps we should start practicing."
"I like the way you think."
****************One Wedding and a Year Later*******************
"Can we come in?" Dis whispered. It was unlike her to be so quiet, but the occasion called for it. Beside her, Fili, Kili, and Frodo were all on their best behavior. Yet anyone could tell that they were about to burst with excitement.
"Yes of course. Bilbo's just resting right now," Thorin said hoarsely. He still had a few tears in his eyes.
"Hello boys. Come meet your new cousin," Bilbo said. He looked exhausted, his curls still covered in sweat from the labor. It had been an exhausting 12 hour labor and for a brief while it had seem as if neither Bilbo or the baby were going to make it. But in the end, Dr. Gandalf introduced Thorin to his new crying child.
In Bilbo's arms was a bundle of navy blue silk. Frodo, Fili, and Kili all cautiously climbed around Bilbo and looked down into the bundle. Amongst the silk was a pale baby with dark curly hair and pink lips. His eyes were closed, showing long thick eyelashes inherited from Bilbo, and crystal blue eyes inherited from Thorin. Around his chubby arm was a beaded bracelet of opal and sapphire. It was a present passed down through the Durin family, Dis noted with pride. Primula also noticed the glass flower bead that had to have been recently added.
"This is Thrain Durin, your new cousin," Bilbo whispered.
"He's so small. How did he make your tummy so big?" Frodo asked.
The adults in the room laughed and Bilbo said, "That's a question for when you're older."
"Can Thrain play soccer with us?"
"When he's older. For now, him and your Uncle Bilbo have to rest," Thorin said, ignoring the groans the children gave as their mothers led them out of the room. Bilbo leaned back against the hospital bed in exhaustion. Labor had taken more out of him than he wanted to admit.
"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" Thorin said worriedly.
Pulling his husband to lay next to him on the bed, Bilbo wiggled into Thorin's arms with Thrain in between them. He pressed a kiss to Thorin's lips and slowly nodded. "Nothing's going to take me away from my family."
"And to think that I wouldn't have any of this if it wasn't for a 9 year old soccer team."
"Reigning champions, dear. And I think Prim and Dis would have ended up shoving us into a room together if their plan didn't work, don't you think?"
"You're right. You always are," Thorin whispered softly, pressing a kiss to his husband's lips. "I love you, Bilbo Durin."
"And I love you, Thorin Durin." Bilbo replied as he kissed his husband, happier now than he ever would have imagined.