The Hobbit (DRABBLE): I Can't Stay Mad
Title: I Can't Stary Mad
Word Count: 557
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: The Hobbit (Fix it AU)
Pairings (if any): Thorin/Bilbo
Author's Notes: This was written for Challenge 01: Quick Fic #1 for writerverse, using the prompt Honey and Forgivness.
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): Not really.
Summary: Thorin have done some stupid things but Bilbo could never stay mad at him.
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Bilbo smelt the sweet smell of honey cakes the moment he entered the royal wing of Erebor and he mentally prepare himself. It was never a good sign when Thorin got him honey cakes. He didn't even give Thorin a chance to gave a greeting as he entered their room.
"What did you do?" Bilbo asked.
Thorin gave Bilbo a look as if the hobbit had wounded him in some way, but Bilbo wasn't falling for it and crossed his arms waiting for an answer.
Thorin slowly glanced towards the fireplace.
Bilbo followed Thorin's line of sight and was filled with anger as he saw the remains of a vase on the table next to the fireplace. He knew at once what it had been and turned on Thorin so quick that the dwarven king even took a step back from him.
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Bilbo shouted.
"IwasworkingonsomedocuamentsandmyquillfellunderthetableandwhenIstoodupIbumpedmyheadonthetableanditfell.I'llgetyouantherone." It came flying out of Thorin so fast that Bilbo almost had trouble hearing what he was saying but he did catch the last two words with no problems. "I'm sorry."
Bilbo shook his head and slowly walked over to the table. The vase had belong to his mother, and was one of the few things that he asked the dwarves to get when they went for his belongings, once he decided to stay with Thorin in Erebor. It had been a simple things, white with red roses running along the top of it, nothing fancy; he couldn't even remember where she had gotten it, only that she had it for as long as he could remember. He picked up a piece and looked over it, he could see some kind of glue and knew at once that Thorin had tried to fixed it but when the glue didn't work, he went for the honey cakes.
Bilbo tuned back around, he was going to yell at Thorin but when he saw the mighty King Under the Mountain standing there, looking like a child that had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, he couldn't stay mad at him. Yeah, the vase had belong to his mother, but he had other items that had been her's; and he remembered where those had come from, gifts from his father, a necklace that she always wore, and a blanket that she had made for him when he was younger. The vase had been pretty but it wasn't the only thing that he had to remind him of her.
He set the piece back on the table, walked over to Thorin, and gave him a quick kiss. "It's alright, as long as you didn't hurt that hard head of your when you hit the table."
Thorin seemed shocked, opening his mouth a few times as if unsure of what to say. He finally just grinned, wrapped his arms around Bilbo's waist, and pulled him closer. "Are you sure you're not upset about it?"
"I'm a little upset, but I have other, more important things from my mother. Beside, I could never stay mad at you for long. I mean, you almost threw me over the main gates and I forgave you for that." Thorin tensed at that, tightening his hold around Bilbo, but lighten it a little when Bilbo him another kiss with a smile. "Now, where are those honey cakes?"
Word Count: 557
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: The Hobbit (Fix it AU)
Pairings (if any): Thorin/Bilbo
Author's Notes: This was written for Challenge 01: Quick Fic #1 for writerverse, using the prompt Honey and Forgivness.
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): Not really.
Summary: Thorin have done some stupid things but Bilbo could never stay mad at him.
~*~
Bilbo smelt the sweet smell of honey cakes the moment he entered the royal wing of Erebor and he mentally prepare himself. It was never a good sign when Thorin got him honey cakes. He didn't even give Thorin a chance to gave a greeting as he entered their room.
"What did you do?" Bilbo asked.
Thorin gave Bilbo a look as if the hobbit had wounded him in some way, but Bilbo wasn't falling for it and crossed his arms waiting for an answer.
Thorin slowly glanced towards the fireplace.
Bilbo followed Thorin's line of sight and was filled with anger as he saw the remains of a vase on the table next to the fireplace. He knew at once what it had been and turned on Thorin so quick that the dwarven king even took a step back from him.
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Bilbo shouted.
"IwasworkingonsomedocuamentsandmyquillfellunderthetableandwhenIstoodupIbumpedmyheadonthetableanditfell.I'llgetyouantherone." It came flying out of Thorin so fast that Bilbo almost had trouble hearing what he was saying but he did catch the last two words with no problems. "I'm sorry."
Bilbo shook his head and slowly walked over to the table. The vase had belong to his mother, and was one of the few things that he asked the dwarves to get when they went for his belongings, once he decided to stay with Thorin in Erebor. It had been a simple things, white with red roses running along the top of it, nothing fancy; he couldn't even remember where she had gotten it, only that she had it for as long as he could remember. He picked up a piece and looked over it, he could see some kind of glue and knew at once that Thorin had tried to fixed it but when the glue didn't work, he went for the honey cakes.
Bilbo tuned back around, he was going to yell at Thorin but when he saw the mighty King Under the Mountain standing there, looking like a child that had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, he couldn't stay mad at him. Yeah, the vase had belong to his mother, but he had other items that had been her's; and he remembered where those had come from, gifts from his father, a necklace that she always wore, and a blanket that she had made for him when he was younger. The vase had been pretty but it wasn't the only thing that he had to remind him of her.
He set the piece back on the table, walked over to Thorin, and gave him a quick kiss. "It's alright, as long as you didn't hurt that hard head of your when you hit the table."
Thorin seemed shocked, opening his mouth a few times as if unsure of what to say. He finally just grinned, wrapped his arms around Bilbo's waist, and pulled him closer. "Are you sure you're not upset about it?"
"I'm a little upset, but I have other, more important things from my mother. Beside, I could never stay mad at you for long. I mean, you almost threw me over the main gates and I forgave you for that." Thorin tensed at that, tightening his hold around Bilbo, but lighten it a little when Bilbo him another kiss with a smile. "Now, where are those honey cakes?"