Bilbo Baggins was quite the respectable Hobbit. For the first 50 years of his life he had established his place in Hobbiton as a quiet bachelor, never late and never doing anything unexpected. That was until Gandalf happened. In the course of 24 hours his world had been turned upside down. All because of a rather Tookish decision, he had been whisked away from his home... without a handkerchief.<br/><br/>Everything changed however when Azog attacked them just after they had managed to escape the Goblins. Since then, the dwarf king had been... kind. Then, rather suddenly, on a cold night, Bilbo found himself in the rather warm, thick arms of Thorin. He of course, being a respectable hobbit, had blushed and stuttered but was promptly shut up by a pair of warm lips crushed to his own. The next day they had stopped for a break when Bilbo, rather a very flustered Bilbo, had managed to corner the king. After discovering their feelings, they agreed to sneak off after the rest of the company had gone to sleep. Thorin would take the first watch so he could alert Bilbo when it was safe. Not that the rest of the company would care, but both agreed they wanted their privacy.