In the early mornings when the sun would stream through the windows illuminate the room with it's soft light, Jack would snuggle into Hiccup. Slowly the light would fill up the room and Jack would pull up the blankets as he slept, nuzzling up to his lover, wanting to stay asleep just a bit longer. Those mornings Hiccup would slowly wake up, wrapping his arms around Jack a bit tighter and hold him close.
A smile would grace Jack's face, even if he was asleep. The feeling of Hiccup's arms around him, enveloping him in warmth, was always amazing. Even if Jack didn't like heat, he'd never tire of Hiccup holding him.
Sighing, Hiccup was slowly pulled awake. His green eyes fluttered open and he glanced over at Jack. The brown haired boy was still fast asleep, he always had been late to rise. Him and mornings hardly got along, Hiccup would have to make him at least two cups of coffee before Jack felt alert enough to speak.
He smiled as well at the sight of a sleeping Jack. He leaned down and gently pressed his chapped lips to Jack's forehead, making sure not to wake the other up. He settled into the bed once more and nuzzled into Jack, glancing around at the lightly lit room before turning his attention back to Jack.
Even if Hiccup wanted to let him sleep, he knew they'd have to get up soon. Both of them had things to do during the day. For now though, he'd let Jack rest, but only for another hour.
By then the room was brighter, and the time on the alarm clock was telling Hiccup it was time to get up.
"Jack... Jack." Hiccup whispered, gently nudging him awake. "Come on, now, it's time to get up." He kissed Jack's forehead again.
The brown haired man's eyes squeezed shut and he frowned. With a soft groan he moved to bury his face into Hiccup's chest, wanting to hide from the morning. If he didn't acknowledge it was morning, then it wouldn't be morning. "No." He grumbled out.
Hiccup chuckled softly. "Come on, lazy butt. We've got lives to live." He started to shift under Jack, moving to get the other off him. Jack wouldn't budge, though. He moved his arms to wrap around Hiccup's torso, keeping him attached to his boyfriend. Hiccup sighed. It was early, and this refusal to get up was slowly becoming less and less endearing. "Come on, Jack." He huffed.
"No. You can't make me." Jack shook his head, tightening his grip.
"... If you get up, I'll make you whatever you want for breakfast." Hiccup bargained, raising an eyebrow.
It took a moment before Hiccup saw Jack's brown eyes peek up at him. "... Fuck." He sighed and started to let go. "You win this round, Haddock." He muttered, sitting up. "You're lucky I'm hungry."
Hiccup beamed at his boyfriend, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek. As his lips pressed against Jack's cheek, he reached over and softly patted Jack's belly. "There we go." He hummed. "Now come on, do you want coffee?"
"Of course I do."