What's up guys, long time no see. I'm really tired right now, and I just needed to write some modern hiccstrid fluff. Enjoy.

Hiccup didn't expect the call in the middle of the night.

His phone blared on his bedside table, an old band he used to listen to was his ringtone and he'd never bothered to change it. The caller I.D. read Astrid Hofferson and he slid the lock to answer the call.

"Astrid?" he said groggily.

"Hiccup, can you come over for a while?" he voice sounded a bit muffled, as if half her face was covered by a pillow.

"Sure, do you want me to stay on the line?" he reached blindly for his prosthetic, bed squeaking as he moved, Toothless grunted in annoyance.

"Yes please."

"Okay, what's wrong?" He slid the sock on before putting on the prosthetic and tugged his shoes on.

"I just need you," It wasn't the lustfully playful voice he'd once heard, but one of general want. A monotone almost.

"I'm on my way," he grabbed a T-shirt and slid it on, holding the phone away from his ear only for a moment.

"Thanks."

Hiccup scribbled a quick note to his dad, or Gobber, whoever was home first from the two day meeting in a city up north. He grabbed his truck keys and opened the door to the garage, he could see his breath. He shivered as he got into his beat up Ford and started it up, immediately turning up the heat to dispel the cold winter air.

He was halfway to Astrid's house when he spoke, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I just can't sleep. Nightmares." That explained it.

"I'll be there soon," and he was. "Is the door unlocked?" a hum from his phone confirmed it. He opened the door and went down the hall to her room. Her parents were at the same meeting his dad was at, and Astrid had told him that they were staying a little longer for some personal time.

Astrid was curled up under the blankets, fan blowing silently in the corner of the room. Hiccup stopped the call, turning the phone on silent. There would be no alarm clock in the morning. He moved forward, sitting on the edge of her bed to kick off his shoes and slip off his prosthetic. He slid under the covers with her and turned to face her, lying on his side. She pulled gently on his arm and he moved closer until she could use it as a pillow. He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head. She tucked in further to his body, enjoying the chill that clung to his clothes.

Stormfly, Astrid's pitt bull, wandered into the room. She jumped onto the bed and moved around Hiccup to curl against the back of Astrid's legs. Astrid reached down and scratched her head, "Thanks girl." The dog huffed in response and licked her hand, Astrid tucked against Hiccup again.

Hiccup absently moved a hand over her hair, the arm she was using as a pillow was twisted so that he could rub her back in small circles. "Have I told you how much I love you?" His voice still sounded groggy, and slightly raspy.

Astrid hummed, her voice sounded more tired than Hiccup's. "Hm, nope, don't think so."

Hiccup pressed his lips to her hair, "Well, I love you to the moon and back."

"No way, I love you to the sun and back," Hiccup could tell by the lightened tone of her voice that she was smiling.

"I love you to the end of time," he pulled his hand from her hair and drew his thumb along her jaw, pulling her head up until he could see her eyes. For the longest moment, they stayed that way, looking at each other. Then with gentle fingers, he pulled her chin upward and kissed her. He pulled away and kissed the tip of her nose, her forehead, the top of her head, and she tucked her head under his chin.

"I love you for eternity."