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“Killigan Prince at yours, but everyone calls me Kíli because Killigan is a stupid name and it takes too long to yell.” Thorin's nephew introduced himself with a bow of his own and Bilbo had to blink against the young man's blinding smile. “Although you might have me beaten there, even if it isn't Boggins, what were your parents thinking?”
The bluntness of the question caught the florist off guard and he faltered for a moment as he tried to think of a response. However, Kíli waited patiently for him to speak and eventually Bilbo managed to spit an answer out, snark overcoming his surprise. “Well, my father said they meant to name me Balbo after his grandfather, but the doctor couldn't read his handwriting. What's your excuse?”
“Oh I don't have one, my mother's just crazy like that. She named my brother Fílipek so I count myself lucky that I got the Irish phase. Actually the whole family's like that if you haven’t noticed.” Kíli retorted with another laugh, before leaning forward on the table and asking under his breath. “So tell me the truth, does uncle Thorin scare the crap out of you?”
“I, what? Why don't you ever ask any normal questions?” Bilbo asked in bemusement, the other's conspiratorial expression making him grin behind his hand.
However, the younger man just leaned back, his long limbs sprawling across his chair in a manner that the florist found quite disconcerting. “Where's the fun in that? I already know your name and where you work, and considering that Baggins is printed on the door I'm pretty sure you run the place. Besides, this question made you smile didn't it?”
“Well I suppose it did,” The florist had to admit, “But that's not the normal way people get to know each other. I don't even know why you're here.”
“Because I work here,” Kíli teased and the older man huffed in annoyance when he blushed again, “Oh you know what I meant.”
“Of course I did but normal is boring and I have to leave some mystery to keep you coming back, don't I? However, if you really must know I'm in the masters program up at UH and uncle was kind enough to give me a job while I'm in school.”
“A job you should be doing,” Thorin called over as another customer walked through the door and his nephew hopped up at his request.
“Sorry Bilbo, duty calls. But I'll see you around and I expect you to answer my question next time.” Kíli said cheerfully as he walked back to the register.
The florist nodded absently, watching the other leave while he tore his cranberry muffin in half and nibbled on the corner. He knew that he should get back to the shop soon but he wanted a moment to collect his thoughts first because no one had managed to fluster him that badly in years. Though if Bilbo was honest with himself, it may have more to do with the warmth of Kíli's smiles than the teasing and next time he was resolved to hold his own.
He finished his muffin and left his payment on the table, nodding to Thorin and his nephew on his way out of the door. If the florist was slightly distracted for the rest of the day then no one called him on it and if they had he could always have blamed it on the last minute order of six dozen gardenias that filled up his afternoon.
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This is the fic I write when my angsty WIPs get too depressing so it won't be the fastest updated but I will definitely finish it at some point.
And I do have some idea where it's going now, I just haven't worked out how exactly it's getting there yet.
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