Disclaimer: I wish I owned HTTYD. But I don't (sadly).
Summary: Hiccup has always loved Astrid. But does she feel the same way? Or is it just in his head? ONESHOT.
A/N: I'm working on other fics, I swear I am! See, I wrote this before had added the HTTYD archive, so I just posted it on DeviantART. I was listening to In My Head by Jason Derulo for far too long, but it inspired this. So, I suggest listening to that while reading. Hope you like it!
Hiccup sighed quietly and turned another page of the Dragon Handbook. It was mid-afternoon, and Gobber had said to study Monstrous Nightmares. That was the next dragon that they were going fight. Er – he hadn't exactly assigned it to the rest of the trainees; only to Hiccup, because Gobber didn't want him to get eaten or burn to death by accident.
Typical Gobber; trying to make him feel better, but only made him feel worse instead. He had a nasty habit of doing so; like when Hiccup was five, and had ran out to 'help' his father while fighting a Groncle during a raid. Because Stoick was caught by surprise, his attention had been diverted for a brief moment, allowing the Groncle to burn his arm.
This weakened Stoick, but didn't stop him in cutting off the dragon's head and yelling at Hiccup. Gobber had been standing there, watching – like the rest of the village – as Stoick stormed off.
"Don't worry," he had said, "it's not your fault you distracted him and got his arm burnt. Anyone could have done it!"
That was a lie. Everyone steered clear of Stoick while he was fighting a dragon – no one wanted to break his concentration.
Hiccup felt a hand on his shoulder and snapped back to reality. If it was Snotlout or one of the twins, he was going to tell them to buzz off. The person sat down next to him at the bench and he turned –
-And much to his surprise got kissed by a certain blond Viking that he had been in love with since he was eleven.
Once Astrid broke the kiss, she smiled at him. Hiccup wanted to slap himself. What just happened?
"Hey. Got room for your girlfriend?"
"…G-what?"
"It's not fair how Gobber treats you. You're not five. C'mon, wanna go ride around on Toothless?"
Hiccups' eyebrows shot up. "You know about Toothless? How? And you're my…what?"
She leaned closer to him, and he prayed to the gods that she didn't hear his heart beat quicken. Astrid leaned her head on his shoulder, moving closer on the bench, nuzzling her head on his chest.
"Hiccup?" she whispered.
He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. If anyone was passing by, and if they could see his face, they could see that it was probably redder then a Monstrous Nightmare's fire.
"Hiccup," she said, louder this time. "Hiccup. Hiccup. Hiccup! HICCUP!"
"AAHH!" Hiccup looked around. He was still sitting on the bench, so where was-?
"Astrid?" He got up and turned around to see a very agitated and annoyed looking Astrid, hands on her hips.
"Ya, c'mon, Gobber's been looking everywhere for you. You're gonna be late or training!" she snapped, turning and hurrying out of the door.
Hiccup blinked. A small puddle of drool was lying on the table, next to the Dragon Handbook. He must have fallen asleep…
He took a breath in relief. It was only a dream.
A/N: Yeah, I know it's short. But remember, I wrote this for DeviantART, not . Anyway, review!