The Chance of Love

Chapter 12

There was something warm and solid lying next to him. Someone was in his bed! Bilbo jumped away in panic when he realized he wasn't alone.

"Stop moving," mumbled Thorin into the pillow before he relaxed again. He was sleeping on his stomach with his hands under the pillow.

"Oh, god," sighed Bilbo as he slumped back into the pillows next to Thorin. "I will never learn! My life is a series or mistakes."

"I'm trying to sleep here…"

Bilbo rolled his eyes before he lifted the covers up. Yup, they were both naked. "Oh, god…"

"Few hours ago you were moaning my name," teased Thorin, "what changed?"

"Oh, god…"

"My name is Thorin, but since I made you see stars last night I guess you can call me… Ouch!"

"Don't be an ass," scolded Bilbo after he slapped his arm. "This is all your fault!"

"My fault? How is this my fault?"

"You- You dragged me here!"

"Dragged you here?"

"Yes!"

"Mmph…" Bilbo pushed Thorin back so that he could speak. "Not here."

"Why not?" Asked Thorin, lips swollen from all the kissing.

"Because I don't want to have sex on the piano! It's uncomfortable and someone could walk in any minute."

"Everyone's asleep," argued Thorin.

"We're not having sex here," repeated Bilbo firmly.

"Fine! Where would you like to go?"

"That's not how I remember it," said Thorin. "You were the one-"

"Yes! Fine! It was me! Get over it!" Bilbo was about to get out of the bed, angry at himself that he once again slept with Thorin, when Thorin caught him around the waist and pulled him back on the bed.

"Where are you going?"

"Away from you!"

"You look ravishing when you're upset," Thorin whispered in his ear while he held him back against his chest. It wasn't like Bilbo was trying to escape. He seemed perfectly content exactly where he was.

"Thorin," warned Bilbo when Thorin's hand went lower.

"Yes?" Asked Thorin innocently.

Bilbo tried to fight Thorin's charm, he really did, but it was impossible to beat it. The best thing was to give in and make the best of it. "We won't speak about what happened here, we won't even hint about it. Agreed?"

With one swift motion Thorin switched them so that Bilbo was on his back and that he was on top of him. "Agreed," he said before claiming Bilbo's lips once again.

And they were back at it once again, with Thorin worshiping every part of Bilbo's body, kissing every inch of his skin, with Bilbo moaning beneath him, asking for more.

"Since- Oh, that's nice," Bilbo rolled his eyes backwards when Thorin kissed the inside of his thigh, stealing his thought for a second. Or a few. "Since we're- You're impossible!" He complained as he pulled Thorin by his hair to make him stop. "Since we're in my room - do you have any condoms left?" he finally managed to ask.

"I think-"

"Good morning!" Suddenly the door opened and Nola walked in with Theo on her hip. Bilbo had barely enough time to pull the covers over Thorin and himself. If Nola saw anything she didn't show it. "I believe this belongs to you," she smiled as she put Theo down.

"Papa!"

"Hello sweetheart," smiled Bilbo awkwardly.

"I found him in Thorin's room. He was waiting for you."

"I'm sorry, I completely forgot he was there. I hope that Thorin didn't mind."

"Oh, I don't think he did," answered Nola and Bilbo immediately knew she knew more than she was letting on. "Breakfast is in twenty. Don't be late." She was about to leave when she suddenly turned around. "That means you too, Thorin."

"I don't eat breakfast," said Thorin from under the covers and Bilbo's eyes widened in mortification.

"Don't be late," ordered Nola, before she closed the door behind her.

The moment the doors closed behind her Bilbo pulled the covers over his head so that he could look at Thorin who still had his head between his legs. "She knows!"

"Relax, she won't tell anyone."

"What you doing?" Asked Theo when he came closer to the bed, still clutching to his toy.

"Nothing sweetheart," said Bilbo as he pulled the covers back.

"Daddy?"

"I'm here!" called Thorin when he stuck his head from under the covers. He and Bilbo were still naked and he really didn't want to explain to a curious two year old what they were doing so that they are both naked. "Theodore, would you be so kind and bring me my boxers, they are right over there," said Thorin and pointed to his boxers that were lying on the floor with the rest of his clothing.

Theo studied him for a second before he did like he was asked.

Once Thorin had his boxers on he got up from the bed and tossed Bilbo his pants and shirt so that he too could get dressed.

"Okay," smiled Bilbo when he got up from the bed. He somehow managed to pull his pants on under the cover preventing Theo from seeing anything. He quickly pulled his shirt on and took Theo's hand.

"What's this?" asked Theo as he pointed to the condom wrappers lying next to the bed.

"Nothing sweetheart," distracted him Bilbo. "Let's go cleaned up." He turned to Thorin and mouthed to him to clean them up.

"Why do I have to do it?"

"Just do it before someone else sees," hissed Bilbo at him and Thorin rolled his eyes before he did what he was told.

:::

"Good morning!" greeted Kíli when Thorin joined them downstairs for breakfast. Bilbo and Theo were already there and he was the last one to arrive. "How did you sleep?"

"Fine," answered Thorin as if he had absolutely nothing to hide while Bilbo quickly looked away.

"That's interesting."

"What are you trying to prove, Kíli?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering where you were all night since the only one sleeping in your bed was Theo."

"I was there."

"No you weren't."

"I was," hissed Thorin.

"No. You. Weren't." Kíli said back. "I sure Bilbo knows where you were."

"Pancakes!"

"Of course you can have them," smiled Nola at Theo. While they were bickering Kíli and Thorin didn't even notice Nola coming in, asking them what they wanted for breakfast. Thorin let out a sigh of relief. Distracted by Theo, who continued to repeat that he wanted pancakes for breakfast Kíli seemed to forget about the conversation they were having.

"Pancakes! Pancakes!"

"Yes, she heard you," smiled Bilbo as he tried to calm Theo down. "You will get pancakes. What do we say Theo?"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," smiled Nola.

"I want them too," said Kíli before adding his most polite 'please'.

"How's Thráin?" asked Bilbo.

"Better," answered Thorin. "The pills seemed to be working. He's in his room."

"Apparently he forgot to take them," filled in Fíli with his mouth full of cereal.

"But isn't it weird that he looks more confused now that he did before?" asked Kíli. "There's that strange look in his eyes… And he keeps repeating that someone is going to take Theo."

"Don't worry, nothing is going to happen to Theodore," assured him Thorin. "I'll make sure of it."

And Bilbo felt relieved that Thorin was going to take care of their son. Whether he was really in danger or not.

:::

"You really don't have to come," said Bilbo as they were walking down the stairs. After breakfast it was decided that they are going to visit Bilbo's parents and Thorin offered to come with.

"It really is no problem. Anything to get away from this crazy house for a few hours."

They made their way to the garage where Bilbo called for Theo and offered him his hand, but the two year old had no intention to come any closer to the car. "Theo, come on, let's go. We're going to see grandma," encouraged Bilbo, but Theo refused to move.

"Theodore, let's go."

"No!"

Slowly tears started falling down his cheeks and Thorin knew they won't be going anywhere. Last night events seemed to be catching up with their son and now Theo didn't want to go near the car that he was locked in the night before.

"There is no point in forcing him, Thorin. It's a beautiful day outside, a short walk won't hurt us."

Thorin wanted to point out that it wasn't a short walk, but he decided to stay quiet. Bilbo's parents didn't live very far, but he knew that with Theo walking with them it could twice as long to get there. But at least Theo seemed happy with the new plan and he gladly accepted both of his parent's hands as they walked out of the house.

But Thorin knew what will happen. After the first ten minutes of running and jumping around Theo realized they weren't there yet and he resigned himself to walking while holding Thorin's hand. With every minute that passed, he became more bored and soon he was clinging to Thorin's hand asking if he could be carried.

It didn't take long for Thorin to become tired of all the whining and he lifted him up on his shoulders.

"Just be careful," said Bilbo with an amused smile playing on his lips.

"Yay!" said Theo cheerfully when he was given the better view of the world around him.

"Don't pull my hair," warned Thorin. "Someone already did this morning."

"I thought you liked it," teased the younger man and Thorin sent him a look.

"I like when you run your fingers through my hair, but I don't like it when you pull at it."

"I promise not to do that next time."

Thorin heard what Bilbo said, but he couldn't believe it. Did Bilbo really say that? He turned to look Bilbo in the eyes and the younger man offered him a warm smile. There was a hint of naughtiness in it, but he didn't mind.

"Next time then?" he asked and offered Bilbo his hand while he held Theo's leg with the other.

:::

Bilbo was not surprised to find his mother waiting for them outside the house. She smiled and waved at them, and when Theo came running to her the moment Thorin put him down, she scooped him up and greeted him with a kiss.

The look she sent Bilbo told him they will have words later and Bilbo couldn't help but to roll his eyes. He let go of Thorin's hand some time ago not wanting to explain anything to his mother. He and Thorin agreed not to mention the events of the previous night to Bilbo's parents. And with that they meant the incident when Thráin tried to take Theo, not what happened in Bilbo's bedroom a few hours later.

They were ushered inside and Bilbo quickly noticed how much warmly Thorin has been welcomed than him. Especially from his mother who held a conversation with Thorin about this and that until lunch, while Bilbo was left with his father and Frodo, who weren't a bad company, but he still wished that his mother would pay attention to him and not Theo or Thorin. He was her son not Thorin!

He didn't even try to hide his jealousy anymore and when lunch was served he made everyone know he didn't like the attention his mother was giving to Thorin.

"I don't know why you are so upset," his mother said. "Thorin at least calls, when you never do." And Bilbo rolled his eyes at that. He was busy with… everything.

"I'm sorry, alright," Bilbo almost whined. "But I was very busy. This isn't high school, this is college and it occupies a lot of my time. I'm still trying to get used to everything, and Theo's there and it was absolutely chaotic."

Bilbo didn't expect for Thorin to come to his rescue. "What Bilbo is saying is true. The first few months are always the hardest. I remember when I was a freshman, I didn't know what I was doing half of the time. It takes some time to get used to it. College life, taking classes, doing homework, studying… But Bilbo is managing everything very well."

Thorin's words seemed to appease Belladonna and her anger slowly melted away. But Bilbo's didn't. He carried a normal conversation with his parents through lunch, but Thorin knew this was just a farce, that Bilbo was hiding what he was truly feeling and knowing Bilbo he knew it was better to confront the younger man rather than to let him be angry over something. And Thorin really didn't want Bilbo to be angry at him, especially because he was really looking forward to that promised later.

"It must have bothered you so much to have a younger brother," he said to Bilbo while they were doing the dishes after lunch. Bilbo's parents refused at first, saying that he was a guest, but Thorin insisted, knowing that it was the easiest way to get Bilbo to talk.

"Why would it bother me?" asked Bilbo while he washed another plate. "I didn't mind having Frodo around. We got along just fine."

"Yeah, but you had to share your parent's attention with him."

"I never had any problems with that. Mum and dad always loved as equally."

Thorin sent him a look. "You really want me to believe you were never jealous of Frodo? Never?"

Bilbo quickly wiped his hands and went to close the kitchen door. There was no need for everyone to listen them argue since he figured out what Thorin was trying to say. "She is my mother! You have yours. Why do you want mine?"

"She was being nice to me and you kept glaring at me like I'd grown another head!"

"She's my mother! I don't understand why she would need to talk to you! You don't see me talking with your mother about you!"

"You lived with me for six months, it's not my problem you never did."

"But she is my mum!"

"And she is the grandmother of my child. I saw nothing wrong with her calling me or me calling her every now or then. And since you never did-"

"Yes, yes, I know," interrupted Bilbo, "she asked about me too. I get that!"

"Then why does this bother you? I'm not going to steal your mother-"

"Because apparently everyone likes you more than they like me. Even my parents!"

"That's absurd."

"No, it's not. You're everyone's favorite."

Thorin stepped closer and took Bilbo's hands in his. "You know that's not true," he said softly once Bilbo looked him in the eyes. "I'm pretty sure you're Theodore's favorite parent."

"Great," laughed Bilbo. "A two year old who is better at blackmailing than I ever was. Anyone else?"

Thorin looked him in the eyes before saying something Bilbo didn't expect him to say.

"Me."

There was a pregnant pause while Bilbo processed Thorin's answer.

"Yes. You. You are my number one choice for everything."

There was another pause, shorter than the first one, before Bilbo surged forward, wanting to kiss Thorin, but Thorin was faster – pushing him back against the counter, stealing Bilbo's breath before catching his lips with his own. The sharp edge that was biting Bilbo's back and the uncomfortable height difference that made Bilbo tilt his head back so that he could kiss Thorin back, was quickly resolved. As on command Thorin lifted Bilbo up to sit on the counter and the younger man immediately spread his legs wider before pulling Thorin closer so that they could resume the make out session in a more comfortable position.

"Mahal, I want you," murmured Thorin in Bilbo's neck while the younger man had his eyes closed enjoying the ministrations.

"Then take me."

Thorin immediately pulled back and when the warm feeling of Thorin's lips on his neck was gone Bilbo's mind snapped back to reality.

"What?"

"Not here," quietly hissed Thorin at him. "Your parents are in the next room."

Bilbo rolled his eyes. "Of course not here. We eat here."

"Where then?" Thorin asked, hoping that it wasn't too late, that the mood wasn't ruined, that Bilbo still wanted it.

"My room," quickly decided Bilbo and hopped down from the counter.

Thorin felt stupid and he had every right to feel so. He and Bilbo were sneaking behind Bilbo's parents, Frodo and their son up to Bilbo's old bedroom for a quickie. He felt so stupid for doing this. He's never done this before - tried to sneak past someone's parents for a quick tumble in bed. And it was exciting – the way Bilbo led him up the stairs, knowing that if anyone turned around and noticed them, they would immediately know what they were trying to do.

But they succeeded. They managed to get to Bilbo's bedroom without getting caught. Success!

The moment he closed the doors Bilbo pulled him down for a kiss, not that Thorin was complaining. His hands were on Bilbo's lower back trying to keep their balance as he maneuvered them back to the bed without pausing their kissing.

"Not… here…" managed to say Bilbo and Thorin immediately pulled back, confusion visible on his face.

"Why not?"

"The bed creaks, you know that," reminded him Bilbo. "And they'll hear."

Thorin rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Where then?" he wanted to get things moving and he had absolutely no more patience for this. He wanted to tear Bilbo's clothes down and he wanted to do it now!

"I don't know," shrugged Bilbo. "Any ideas?"

"A few," was Thorin's short answer before he pushed Bilbo roughly against the closest wall and claimed his lips again.

"Ouch! Be careful, you idiot!"

"Keep quiet!" ordered Thorin and Bilbo knew he meant business. So he didn't utter a word.

:::

"Papa!"

Thorin was breathing heavily into Bilbo's neck, his arms and legs were shaking, but he was still able to hold Bilbo up as they recovered from the orgasm.

"That's Theodore!" said Bilbo while still clinging to Thorin. He wasn't sure his legs would hold him right now and he was grateful that at least Thorin had the strength left in him to hold them both.

"Papa!"

"Shit, that's Theodore." Cursed Thorin loudly and Bilbo smacked him on the back.

"Let me down. Let go, let go, let go. Quickly!"

"Papa!"

Thorin let Bilbo gently down and made sure that his legs were able to hold him before he leaned on the wall trying to catch his breath. He was supposed to be in shape! And now he was panting like he just ran the marathon.

"Papa," cried Theo once again. He was becoming more and more desperate as he was calling for Bilbo in front of the door.

"Thorin you have to get dressed," ordered Bilbo while he tried to put on his clothes as quickly as possible.

"What is he even doing here?"

"How should I know? Get dressed!" hissed Bilbo at him.

"Papa!"

"Where is that damn shirt?" wondered Bilbo as he looked for his shirt. They have to get dressed before Theo starts crying otherwise he'll draw attention to him and people will start asking questions.

The shirt found by Thorin and thrown in his direction, Bilbo caught it and pulled it over his head before opening the door and scooping almost crying Theo up.

"Papa!"

"Hey sweetheart. What's got you so upset?" asked Bilbo as he wiped a few tears that escaped. Theo was looking much happier now that he was in his father's arms.

"Want to play!"

"Okay, let's go play," smiled Bilbo. He hurried down the stairs still looking disheveled and met Frodo half the way.

"What were you doing?" his brother asked after he sent him a questioning look and followed him downstairs.

"Nothing," Bilbo brushed him off.

"Theo was calling for you. Didn't you hear him?"

"I did!"

"Then why didn't you-"

"Look Theo, blocks," interrupted Bilbo, diverting his attention somewhere else. "Do you want to play with them?"

"Yes!"

Frodo knew something happened. Otherwise Bilbo wouldn't try to dismiss him so quickly. But he knew he won't be getting any answers from his brother, especially now that his parents were there keeping a close eye on them both and their grandson.

Bilbo was glad that Frodo didn't press the subject further and that he didn't say a word. He didn't want to explain what he and Thorin did in his room. He really didn't. Speaking of the devil... Thorin came down a few minutes later, looking much better than Bilbo did - or at least he didn't look like he just had sex and had to hurry to get dressed to not raise suspicion.

And if Bilbo expected Thorin to tease him or to hint to what has happened to embarrass him that didn't happen. To Bilbo's surprise Thorin behaved like a gentleman going as far as asking him if he was in any pain since in their haste the preparation has been minimal.

Once assured that everything was okay Thorin visibly relaxed and they spent the rest of the day like they normally would. With them mostly ignoring each other and Theo being loud and lively, demanding everyone's attention. Until it was time to go back. Then Theo was suddenly asleep in Bilbo's arms, refusing to wake up. The truth was he fell asleep during the cartoon they were all watching at his request, but Thorin still insisted he did it on purpose. Mainly so that he would be carried back home. Thorin even went so far to threaten to boy that they were going to leave him here if he doesn't wake up, but when Theo didn't even move at Thorin's words, it was Bilbo's turn to scold him for saying something like that before he handed Theo over and Thorin had no other choice but to carry his sleeping son back home.

And Thorin swore that if the little monster woke up and demanded their attention because he got enough sleep, Bilbo would be the one taking care of him.

:::

Bilbo was enjoying a hot shower after a long day. He needed to wash the sweat off, and other things as well, before going to bed. It was a long day and he was tired. He wanted to climb into his bed and go to sleep. Luckily Thorin offered to put Theo to bed so there was one less thing for him to do before he could finally get some rest.

And then he suddenly heard something and he felt his hairs stand up. He wasn't alone in the bathroom anymore. Someone was there with him. But he couldn't see anything through that damn steamed glass of the shower door!

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

No answer.

For a moment Bilbo contemplated checking if there was someone actually there or if it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. It could be Thráin that once again forgot to take his pills and was now planning to hurt him. Anyone could be there really... Or no one.

"Oh, just pull yourself together Baggins," he said to himself. "There's no one there."

He stepped back under the shower and closed his eyes, allowing the warm water to massage his sore muscles when he suddenly felt two arms wrap around him from behind. He froze at the first touch, but immediately relaxed when he felt a strong body press to his back.

"You know it's creepy if you just stand there," chastised Bilbo. "You could have said something."

"I wasn't sure if I was welcome," murmured Thorin into his neck before placing a gentle kiss there.

"Mhmm…" Bilbo completely relaxed under Thorin's ministrations. "Is Theo asleep?"

"Yes?"

"Your room or his room?"

"His room. I'm not even sure if he knows he's there. He was half asleep when I was changing him into pajamas."

"Good," smiled Bilbo as he turned around and wrapped his arms around Thorin's neck. "This means you can stay."

"Oh really?" asked Thorin teasingly and pushed Bilbo against the tiles so that he was the one standing under the shower.

"Really."

It became a game of theirs, something they both enjoyed. And Bilbo was determined to enjoy it as long as it would last. No strings attached, no feelings, alright, he had to admit there were some feelings involved since it was with Thorin and no matter how much he tried to deny it he still had feelings for him. There was no romance or nice words, just sex. And if Thorin excelled at something it was sex, and Bilbo wasn't going to complain. After months of drought, not counting that one time that they got carried away and it was awful, they were back at it and it was amazing!

And it didn't stop.

Not even when they got back to the campus a day later. They just had to be more creative where and when they could do it so that they won't get caught. The only rule that they both agreed on was to never say or hint about anything that was happening between them. And they were both enjoying themselves too much to break that rule.

But sadly it was just a matter of time before they would get caught.

A week later Theo was spending the day in daycare since both Bilbo and Thorin had classes the whole day but were free for lunch break. Bilbo was the first of the two in the cafeteria, with Thorin arriving a couple minutes after him. The last thing they expected was to bump into each other.

"What are you doing here, Thorin?" asked Bilbo the moment Thorin walked in, thankfully out of the hearing distance of the others around them.

"I was just going to-"

Thorin pointed to the food, but before he could say something Bilbo slapped his hand, understanding the situation they found themselves in differently. "What do you think you're doing? What if someone sees?" Bilbo shook his head, trying to get his wits back while Thorin just stood there not knowing what was going on. "What am I saying?" continued Bilbo. "There will be nothing to see. This ends here," he added firmly and now Thorin finally understood what Bilbo was talking about.

"How about over there?" asked Thorin and pointed to the door.

Bilbo bit his lower lip, trying to decide. "Okay. But hurry." He took Thorin's hand and pulled him to the door, hoping that no one would notice them.

:::

It was quick. It had to be quick otherwise someone might see them, and that was the last thing Bilbo wanted. He got dressed as quickly as possible, checked his hair in the mirror, picked up his bag and left, but not before throwing Thorin one of his 'thank you' looks. And Thorin just nodded in return.

But as luck would have it, someone had to see. Even though he and Thorin were careful not to be seen together in public and tried to pretend they didn't know each other, exiting the restroom one after another raised suspicion of someone who knew what they was seeing.

"Bilbo!" Greeted Bofur cheerfully as he caught him and linked his arm through his.

"Bofur! You almost gave me a heart attack," scolded Bilbo.

"I guess I was the last person you expected to see."

"You scared me."

"Why? Because you have something to hide?" asked Bofur as he continued to walk with him even though he didn't have the slightest idea of where Bilbo was going.

"I have absolutely nothing to hide."

Bofur sighed before he said, "I saw you," and Bilbo immediately stopped. "And Thorin," added Bofur. "I saw you exiting the bathroom with Thorin right behind you looking like a cat that ate the canary."

"You saw nothing," said Bilbo slowly and forced a smile.

"It didn't look like nothing. Bilbo, you of all people know that having any kind of feelings for Thorin is bad. You'll end up getting hurt, like always."

"There are no absolutely no feelings between me and Thorin."

"Starting a relationship with-"

"Oh, for crying out loud, it's just sex!" Babbled out Bilbo, annoyed that Bofur was being difficult again. He hadn't planned on telling anyone about it, but since the cat was out of the bag he wasn't going to deny it.

"Bilbo!"

"It was just a one-time thing… or a five time thing, but that depends on what you're counting as-"

"I don't want to know," groaned Bofur.

"You started it," snapped back Bilbo.

"I was just trying to warn you-"

"I don't need anyone looking after me, I know what I'm doing. But thank you for your concern." And with that he stormed off.

:::

Days slowly blended one into another and after a few weeks Bilbo and Thorin created a perfect routine that consisted of lying, cheating (for both of them), hiding and finding daycare for Theo so that they could have some time for themselves. Things were going better than they both thought possible, until their routine was interrupted.

Bilbo was beyond angry, he was furious when Thorin finally came. "Where were you?" he attacked him the moment he stepped through the door. "I've been calling you for over and hour-"

"I know. I saw all your missed calls and texts!"

"And you didn't think of calling back?! Letting me know with who you were?"

"With who I was?" repeated Thorin. "I do not feel obligated to tell you with who I was or what was I doing," he snapped back. When he came to Bilbo's room he was in a very good mood, but Bilbo jealous outburst changed his feelings completely.

"We agreed that you would come here after classes, and I've done my part – I took Theo to daycare and took care of everything else we might need. All you had to do was show up, but you couldn't even do that!"

"I was in the library, studying! In case you've forgotten I have a very important exam in a few days and I have to study."

"You could have said something!"

"I did! I told you at least ten times, but you didn't listen."

Bilbo crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Thorin. If this would be a normal fight, with both of them dressed properly Thorin wouldn't have any problem fighting Bilbo's charm, but since he knew that Bilbo was bare under the robe that he was wearing, Thorin's will wavered and he gave into the temptation. They fought before and this fight wasn't much different from the others, except that there was a reward waiting for him, after all, in a few short weeks the bickered a million times.

He took a step closer, but Bilbo stopped him.

"What?"

"I'm angry."

"I figured," stated Thorin plainly. "What do you want me to do about it?"

The look Bilbo sent him was murderous. "I just want you to appreciate everything I-"

"Are we going to have sex or did I come here so you can lecture me?" interrupted Thorin.

Bilbo frowned. "There's not a romantic bone in your body."

"You called."

"Fine," Bilbo rolled his eyes. "But we have to hurry," he said after he untied his robe and let if pool on the floor, leaving him completely bare in front of Thorin. "I have to pick up Theo in twenty minutes."

Thorin nodded. "I can do that."

"Good. Now hurry," said Bilbo as he helped him remove his clothes.

"Always so bossy," smirked Thorin.

"And you love it."

:::

Bilbo was enjoying himself a little too much to care about the world around them. Two bodies that fit perfectly together, moving in a rhythm they both enjoyed. His toes curling with pleasure and that pressure that was building in his belly just waiting to be released... Yeah, Bilbo completely forgot about the rest of the world.

And about the fact that they didn't lock the door.

It all happened so quickly that Bilbo didn't even know where it began, but he knew that it was going to end badly.

Because the was a quick knock on the door, so quick in fact that neither of them even had the time to register it, before the doors were opening and Adrian walked in. And what was probably the worst was that he had Theo on his hip.

"Hey, look what I found..." started happily Adrian before he realized what was happening. And just like that, his face darkened.

Bilbo shoved Thorin off himself as fast as he could and pulled the covers over his chest, while Thorin fell off the bed, not expecting Bilbo to push him away so hard.

Bilbo's eyes met Adrian's. "I can explain..."

Author's notes:

All mistakes are mine.

*hides* ...before you start yelling at me I just want to remind you that you need me alive if you want to find out what happens next.

Hey!
I know it's been long, but a new chapter is finally here. I know I promised that I would finish it sooner, but I just didn't find the time.
I want to thank you all who took time and left comments/kudos or just read the story (you're awesome too).
Don't expect a new chapter for at least six weeks, but after that I'm free and I'll work hard to get this finished ASAP and I'll fill a few prompts since some of you had asked me to.

And before I forget!
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