Subconscious Memories, Longing Realities

Authors Note: This chapter, in my mind, embodies the connection between Kili and Fili, even though they were reborn for the sake of this story. Remember, all good things to those who can make it through the story wait.

6 can't come fast enough for me, I find myself standing out in front of the coffee shop about a half an hour early. I watch him, watch people on the street, easily occupy my mind with the thoughts that flashed through them earlier.

My dreams never went that way before, but I cannot deny I've thought about it many times before. The handsome face of the man, Fili his name tag had said, had been on my mind many times when I pleasured myself. I couldn't even take a lover, for his face would constantly pop into my minds eye and I'd instantly have to excuse myself.

I've got it bad.

Before long, the door chimes and I see him walking out, a light jacket draped over his arm as he takes in my attire. While he looks mostly respectable in the black button down shirt and black pants, his hair tied back so loosely and even his facial hair looks neat (is his mustache braided? How cute!), I must look questionable next to him. My green t-shirt hangs loosely over my jeans, hair slightly disheveled, even my sneakers aren't nearly as new as his work shoes. I feel like I should apologize for...something...but he smiles and holds his hand towards me.

"Kili...my name is---" "Fili..." He blinks and looks down at his name tag, then grins at me sheepishly.

"Right...well...what did you have in mind for dinner?" It's my turn to smile. He was in for a surprise.

~~Fili's POV~~

Kili takes my hand again, leading me to a custom 2012 Harley-Davidson Sportster. I'm impressed and he climbs on, handing me a helmet, pulling his own on. I climb on behind him and wrap my arms around him as he grins again and speeds off.

We drive for a good 45 minutes, weaving in and out of traffic (I swear he's showing off) before stopping at a nice apartment building. He parks the bike and gets off, and I follow. It isn't until we're in the elevator that I realize where Kili has taken me, I've been so lost in watching him. We're at his apartment.

"Kili wha---" Kili shakes his head, smiling at me and holding a finger to his lips.

We're somewhere on the 8th floor, and he takes my hand, leading me to his apartment.

"Forgive the mess, I'm not used to company," and when the door opens my mouth hangs open.

The place is big, and spotless. I swear I spent two minutes standing there looking for a mess, that is...until the delicious smell of food wafts out to me. I look at Kili, and see his face has turned a lovely shade of red again.

"I...didn't want to take you to some restaurant...I wanted to cook for you...I'm sorry I should have asked what you like to---" "It smells delicious, Kili." I smile.

Kili just stares at me and bites his lip, motioning me inside.

~~Kili's POV~~

Fili moves swiftly inside, excusing himself politely and removing his shoes. I take his coat to hang it up and lead him to the dining room. Okay so I may have had enough time to set the table and make it all romantic, and apparently it was the right thing to do because Fili gasped in surprise. I walk into the kitchen with the plates after he takes a seat and pile the spaghetti on it, topping it off with the sauce, and place the plates on the table.

I'm gone a moment longer and getting some drinks for us. That is, until I remember, I stopped drinking. I return with a pitcher of lemonade I'd made the day before. Hey, I may live alone but I do like to make my own food and beverages.

Fili's smile is enough to know I made the right choice.

Dinner passes wonderfully, we spent most of it talking and eventually we're sitting on the couch, watching some hero movie and laughing about it. It isn't long before I notice that Fili has his hand on my leg and my own has gravitated to his neck. No matter what, though, I cannot bring myself to care. No matter the fact I just met him today, I feel like I've known him my entire life, like I've come home. So it's no surprise what happened next.