Daffodils, Daisys, and Drinks ((Bagginsheild AU))

Four

Bilbos POV

  I sat, my whole body resting on the sales counter. I didn't get any sleep last night, not due to late night shifts and shattered glass but from thoughts. My curls were obviously disheveled and sticking up in multiple directions, not to mention the bags under my eyes.

  Maybe beauty sleep was a thing.

  I reached a hand into the bowl of multi-colored jellybeans and shoved a handful in my mouth. I started to doze off until the tinkle of the store bell forced my eyes open. "Hello, how may I-"

  A familiar hobbit stood in front of me. Lumerian, that was he. "Hello, mister Baggins is it? I was wondering if maybe I could have a word."

  I sleepily sat up, propping my head up on a hand. "Its Bilbo." I yawned, "Call me Bilbo. Now what would you like to speak with me about."

  Lumerian smiled, "Well I'm Lumerian Mapleaf, But you may call me Lu if you desire. I'm here to apply for a job." He gave a smile, earning a chuckle from me. He had a similar smile to mine, where his mouth crinkled up at the corners.

  I gave a tired shrug, "Sure. You start.. right now." And with that I closed my eyes and nodded off.

  Lumerian POV

  "Sure. You start.. Right now." Then Bilbo practically collapsed onto the sales counter. I busted out in laughter and went around with the watering can, adding moisture to the plants that looked as if on the brink of dehydration. I shook my head and decided to pick up the phone and make a call.

  I walked over to the service counter where Bilbo slept soundly and picked up the phone, calling the bar next door. A familiar deep se- lovely voice picked up. "Hello, Thorin and Co. Pub. Kili speaking."

  I raised a brow at his odd formal hello, "Uh, hey Kili. Its Lu, I called to ask for Thorin's assistance here next door with some hobbit sleep issues I guess." I stated, hearing Kili try and stifle a laugh from the other line.

  "I'll tell him Lu, he should be over in around ten minuets. Where is he asleep anyways?" Kili asked, showing a serious sense of caring.

  I looked over to sleeping Bilbo, his caramel curls fanning around him. The poor dear needed a haircut, really. "He's asleep on the service desk," I made a closer inspection. "And he has his face in a bowl of... Jellybeans? Yeah, jellybeans."

  I heard a loud audible side from the other side of the line. "Scratch that, give him like.. 54 seconds. Bye Lu."

  I grinned at my nickname and rolled my eyes, "Bye Ki." ((Thats pronounced Kee. How cute is that?))

  And as if on cue, Thorin entered the shop. He looked just as tired as Bilbo, but he still looked nice. I could see what Bilbo saw in him. He had his hair in a ponytail, to keep it from his face. He was likely doing something like paperwork, he remembered Kili saying something about the pub being behind on some payments.

  Thorin let out a loud sigh, "Oh.. Bilbo." He muttered, his lips twitching upwards at its sides. He looked to me, "What should I do with the halfling?"

  I shrugged, "Find him a place to sleep, you have a couch in your office right? I bet. Anyways, take him there. He's all tuckered out, just let him sleep for a while then bring him back." I suggested with a shy smile.

  Thorin nodded, walking over to Bilbo. He picked the hobbit up bridal style and used a hand to flick a green jellybean from Bilbos cheek. "Keep careful watch over these flowers." Thorin scalded at me, "They're very important to him." And with that he turned, with unconscious Bilbo in his arms, and headed back to the pub.

  "Gay." I muttered. "He's definitely gay. Thorin's gay for Bilbo." I chuckled out loud as I went around to clip the thorns from the roses in the corner. And you're gay for Kili. He thought. "I bet."

  Thorin's POV

  I smiled greatly at how the halfling didn't even stir as I carried him. Dori, Bifur, Bofur, Fili, Balin, and Kili looked at me weird as I walked into the pub with an unconscious halfling in my hands. "Uncle. Are you.." Fili cleared his throat. "Going to do that hobbit."

  I sent him a glare, "No. I'm letting him sleep on the office couch you Cabbagewank, I received a call that he was asleep in a bowl of rainbow beans." And with that I took my- the hobbit into the office and set him down on the leather couch. I lifted the fur from my shoulders and covered him with it, going back to the paperwork I was doing before I got the call about the sleeping hobbit.

-·-

  I had been scribbling things down for around an hour and a half before I heard it. It was a high pitched squeak, followed by a thrashing. I stood up and saw Bilbo, still asleep. But in his sleep he was flailing around, making this dreadful grunting noise of pain.

  Should I wake him? That's what you do, right? I tiptoed over, (or at least I tried, each step was a loud thump) and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Bilbo. Hobbit." He shook him lightly, "Burglar."

  A sharp intake of breath was heard from the hobbit, "Please don't kill me!" He looked around, confused. "Th-Thorin?"

  Bilbos POV

  Fire. It lashed out, licking up the sides of the pub. It slithered into the flower shop, causing the flowers to wilt and die. 'No please!' I pleaded. 'You're killing everything I love, Stop!' A tear rolled down my face, I wasn't sure if it was a real tear of just a reaction his eyes were having on the thick smoke. 'Bilbo. Hobbit.' My head turned towards the voice. It was Thorin. His body was engulfed in flames and I started to sob, tears full of raw emotion. Before I could do anything he came from behind Thorin and killed him. The man with dark ebony curls grinned at me, coughing up a spark. 'Your next.' But as he came running at me I heard a voice. 'Burglar.'

  I shot up, breathing in as much as possible to rid my lungs of the inky black smoke. "Please don't kill me!" I opened my eyes and scanned the room, confused at the sight of who stood in front of me. "Th-Thorin?"

((A/N: so yeah. The guy with dark ebony curls sound familiar? No? Too bad because its Bendhdct Cubsijerhatch as Human Sgsjg HA YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT THAT SAYS HA. IT ACTUALLY SAYS-))