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Please save me from my brother!	By : Yaoiqueen Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 2359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Please save me from my brother!
Chapter 4

Take a chance on me

ABBA

Disclaimer: I don’t own The Hobbit and I do not make any money off of this fic.

Italic-thoughts

Dori didn’t know what to say as he picked up some kindling from the forest floor with Bofur. He had apologized to his friend numerous times but he still felt horrible. The restaurant had been expensive and he just ran out at the thought of his baby brother having a lover. “Don’t worry about it. We can do that again another time.” Bofur smiled. But that did not help ease his guilt. Maybe next time he would pay.

The silver haired dwarf was too busy in his own thoughts to notice the other staring at him. Here goes nothing. “Dori.” His caught the others attention as he turned to him. “I really like ya. I think ya are wonderful. Ya are always helping the others, easing Bilbo’s anxiety with a cup of tea and ya are one of the few people who has never tensed Bifur.”

Stammered words fell from his mouth. “Bofur, I-“

“I know what a are going to say. But, ya know me. Ya know I would NEVER ya or Ori.” Not for the first time in his life, Bofur cursed his big mouth.

An audible sign was heard. “Nori told you, didn’t he.”

“Yah”

The rustling of the leaves high in the trees could be heard as the pair were each trapped in their own thoughts. Where could this possibly lead? What could happen if they failed or succeeded? How would their families react? Was it worth it? “I won’t pretend to know the future, but I would like to give it a chance. I know I will give it my all. Cause ya really do deserve it. So please take a chance on me.”

The smile on Bofur’s face was all Dori really needed. For the first time, in as long as Dori could remember, someone had said he was worth a taking a chance on. “All right. I will take a chance on you.”

Dori wasn’t too sure what to expect after Bofur’s declaration of love. Would he try to court him or would it be a quick tumble in the bedrolls? Perhaps that is all I will get. A short tumble and it shall be over. Honestly, what am I to expect. I am not as young as I used to be. All though he did try to take me out to dinner. But what would have happened after if I had stayed.

His brothers couldn’t help but notice something was severely wrong with their older brother. After all, it wasn’t everyday that the prim and proper dwarf walked literally in circles around the camp. Nori was even beginning to think he had finally cracked. “What do you think is wrong with him?”

Ori could only chew on his lower lip. Perhaps if he had spent more time with his brother, he would know what was wrong. He didn’t seem sick, so going to Oin would not help. Maybe Bofur would know since they were now spending more time together. Yes, that’s it! Bofur would know. After all, if you couldn’t talk to your family about your problems, you would go to your friends. To Ori, it looked like they were becoming best of friends.

Quickly spotting Bofur, Ori ran over to the older dwarf to discuss Dori’s bizarre actions. The toymaker listened intently to what the younger one had to say. “It sure is strange for him to be acting this way.” Bofur muttered. “He may be needin a rest. See if he will lay down for a bit.”

The little scribe had to agree. Dori had been working harder than normal. Maybe some rest would calm his body and lift his spirits.

His oldest brother barely put up a fight as he led him to the bedroll that Bofur had kindly offered to lay out. “Please rest, Brother.” His brown puppy dog eyes getting what he wanted.

With a sigh, he ushered his baby brother away and was about to lay down when he saw it. A flower. A single red tulip. It’s crimson petal’s gleaming in the sun light giving it almost a mystical and enchanted appearance. Carefully, as if afraid his strength would crush the little thing, he brought it up to his nose. The light smell filled in nostrils. While they weren’t very fragrant, it had always been a habit of his since childhood to smell flowers.

But the question quickly became, who could have left it there. Looking around the camp site, his eyes landed on Bofur. Bofur had been watching the entire time. A warm smile appeared on his face when their eyes locked. Blood suddenly rushed to Dori’s checks. Bofur had left the flower. Knowing who left the flower made the message of the token obvious. Red tulips meant a declaration of love.

I think taking a chance on him was a good idea.

“Where did you find that flower, Brother?” Nori smirked as he grabbed the red flower from Dori’s hands. The thief twirled it around in his skilled hands as he examined it with a strange mix of confusion and distain. Well, that was how it was to look if anyone were to see his actions. He knew perfectly well where and who it came from, but that didn’t mean Nori couldn’t have his fun.

Keep it vague. Maybe I won’t have to tell him. “I found it on my bedroll last night. I was thinking of having Ori press it in order to preserve it on our journey.” The thought of preserving a gesture of love warmed his belly as to how sentimental the gift truly was.

Keep playing it like that. “But why would you want to save some insignificant little flower? Why not just turn it in to tea?” This was really too much fun for the thief to ignore. Bofur giving Dori flowers like some love sick tween and Dori blushing like a maiden.

“I do not think it is insignificant! I think it was a lovely and thoughtful sentiment! And give me that back! I do not remember giving you permission to touch it.” His hands darted towards the flower. Delicately, he turned it over, in his hands to make sure no damage had been done to the little thing. If Nori had damaged it, he might have to box his ears. Seeing that it was indeed alright, Dori huffed as he walked way to find Ori for this particular task.

With his back turned, Dori missed the soften expression on Nori’s face. Good for you, brother. You deserve some happiness.

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“Please move, you foolish pony.” Dori grunted as he tried to get the stubborn equine to move. First, his brother had become nosy about the red tulip and now his ride was being equally as difficult. Although, Nori was more persistent than the pony.

After about four minutes, he was ready to give up when he noticed the silly creature was eating something. Taking a closer look, he saw it was a flower. Another flower…. “Give me that! That does not belong to you.” With only the might that few knew he had, Dori tore the flora from it’s mouth.

It looked a bit worse for the wear but it was still recognizable. A golden ranunculus. The cluster of petals giving it the look of delicately bundle drapery was still able to bring a ruby colored shade to the silver haired dwarf’s face.

A ranunculus…honestly. Of all the silly things to say.

A top his own pony, Bofur watched with fascination as Dori took the flower. Carefully observing, the object of his affection, he noticed when Dori realized what type of flower it was, his expression went from one of curiosity to one of blushing affection. It was amazing to the toymaker how such a small flower could bring such joy to the silver haired beauty. But he knew it was not just the flower, but the meanings behind them. Well, it’s true! He thought in a huff and if everyone else was too blind to see, then it was their own stupidity.

Dori needed some time to clear his head. It had only been a day since that mangy pony munched on the flower and already his head was filled with endless possibilities. He informed the others that he would indeed be going for a walk by himself and insured the others he would not go far and he would bring his weapon.

Thankfully it was a peaceful and bright day. The rays of sun filtered through the canopy of the trees, illumining the patchwork ground below. The warm air brought out smaller animals that seemed to go about their business as if they did not notice the dwarf in the lest. The consistent chirping and chattering was music to his ears. It gave Dori some time to think without his brothers near by. He had not told either brother about Bofur’s advances since he did not want any strain in the company. Sighing, he couldn’t help but feel strange about this whole situation. Bofur was Nori’s best friend, or as close to a best friend as one could get with Nori. He was also a decent dwarf who was a good influence on the other. The last thing Dori wanted was too put string on that relationship.

But Dori knew this decision was his and his alone. What he needed was time and his whole courting ritual was about getting to know each other better and figure out if the other will be a good mate. Would Bofur be a good mate?

Before Dori could think of an answer to his own question he reached a small secluded clearing. While it seemed like a normal clearing, something was defiantly different about it and the silver haired dwarf spotted it right away. In the middle of the clearing, a single deep pink rose lay on the emerald ground. Looking around, the strong dwarf noticed that there was not a single rose bush insight.

His silver hair glistening in the sunlight as he picked up the beautiful flower to examine it closer. It was then that he noticed all the thorns that been carefully taken off as not to break the stem. Only someone with a very skilled hand could have done that. Gentle petting the soft petals as he took a deep breath of the perfumed air, it left little doubt in his mind who left it. A blush nicely contrasted with his hair as he thought about this message. Really, Bofur was too sweet for words. Now Dori only had one question, would he be getting any more?

“Brother! You are really starting to have a nice collection of flowers.” Dori couldn’t help but smile at his baby brother’s enthusiasm. It was true. He had been receiving a flower almost every other day. Either it was on his bedroll at night or as he was just walking along the forest, he would find flowers that were obviously placed there for him. “Let me see…You have a red tulip, a gold ranunculus, a deep pink rose, yellow honeysuckle, white hyacinth, yellow jasmine, a peach blossom (though I’m not quiet sure where you found that one), daphne odora and flowers from a spindle tree. Do you think you shall be collecting any more?” It was at this moment Ori realized the elder had not been paying attention to him as he rattled off the impressive list of flowers. Instead, his eyes had been squarely focused on the back of the tinker, whose laughter could be heard through out the caravan of dwarves. “Dori?”

“Huh? Yes, little one?”

Trying again, “Do you think you shall be collecting any more flowers?”

Dori had to think for a moment. Would he be getting anymore? From the bottom of his heart he wanted more. “I do not know. After all, I feel quiet terrible for using up the pages in your journal to preserve them. It is not fair to you.” This was true. Dori had never been deceitful to his brothers and to have Ori preserve these tokens of love only made him feel as if he was taking advantage of the little scribe. Especially since he was being so secretive about Bofur’s courting attempts. While it pained him to keep it a secret, he was afraid of how his younger brothers, especially Ori, would react to finding out the he was being courted by the group’s unofficial goof ball and returning his affection. Wait! Returning his affection? Maybe I am. He is kind, sweet and funny.

“Please do not worry about it, Brother.” Chirped Ori. “Soon after you started you collection, Bofur presented me with journal for your flowers. I was even able to move the first two flowers over to the new one. When we stop, I can show you.”

Mouth agape, the silver haired dwarf’s eyes drifted back to the brown clothed back of his friend. You knew how I would feel, did you not? .

Seeing Dori wished to be left alone with his thoughts, Ori sped up his pony to ride with Dwalin.

Still lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice Ori’s disappearance or that Nori had rod up next to him. “More silly flowers? Someone wouldn’t be trying to court my big brother, now would they?”

Nori’s voice lifted the fog that had engulfed Dori’s mind. “I have not the faintest idea of which you speak.”

“Come on, Brother. Tell me. Believe it or not, I do care.” He smirked. “Besides, if you don’t tell me the truth, I might have to make assumptions. And you know me, mind can go wild!” Part of Nori hoped Dori would creak. But not too fast. Nice and slow. This way he could watch as his brother stumbled over his words and his even action contradicted what he said. This would go on until he would finally crack and tell his brother’s everything.

Dori exhaled loudly. “I promise to tell you something, when I am ready. If there is anything to tell that is!”

Little did Dori know, the middle Ri brother understood the messages that were being sent from Bofur. The red tulip- a declaration of love (ok, that’s a good start) ranunculus- You are radiant or I am dazzled by your charm(really Bofur!), deep pink rose-Thank you for being in my life (mush!), yellow honeysuckle- Bonds of love, generous and devoted affection(So sweet that I want to be sick!), white hyacinth-unobtrusive loveliness(try growing up with him!), yellow jasmine-grace and elegance(If you say so…), peach blossom-I am your captive (Give me a brake, you sap!), daphne odora- desire to please, sweets to the sweet(make it stop and just fuck my brother already!) and spindle tree- your charms are engraved on my heart(Or if you won’t do that, at least kill me!). Needing to send messages in secret was essential in his line of work and handing someone birdsfoot trefoil (revenge) spoke louder than words and escaped the attention of most on lookers. “Whatever you say, Brother.”

I got the flowers and their meanings from http://www.languageofflowers.com/. This guide will be helpful in the next chapter and unlike this one; I won’t be telling you what they mean. But don’t worry; it will only be two flowers!

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