She found everything about him absolutely fascinating. From the way his hair got greasy if he didn't shower every morning to the noise his prosthetic leg made when he walked alongside his girlfriend. Oh, his girlfriend. The blonde was everything a viking could want, but she couldn't help but feel jealous; she couldn't help but feel that what the two had together was wrong. Rapunzel, being the way she was, never commented or got in the way of their happiness, letting Hiccup enjoy himself and his company.
"Punz?" his voice rasped, audibly tired from flight practice. She knew who it was without looking; his voice had been memorized from the moment he captivated her. "Rapunzel? What are you doing out here?" he questioned lightly, concerned and curious. The girl in purple shrugged lightly and grabbed her book bag, standing wordlessly. He watched as she took a few steps forward and turned back to wait for him. "Oh, right, coming," he gave a goofy lopsided grin, quickly catching up to her. Her heart melted.
"How was practice?" she beamed, emerald eyes connecting deeply with his own. He felt guilty for what he thought, and turned his gaze. He couldn't look at her. Rapunzel took this as an insult, and looked at the ground before her, not speaking a word until they reached her house. Hiccup departed without a goodbye, and the short haired brunette walked into her empty home, not bothering to say hello to the hollow building as she normally did. Perhaps she did something to anger him? The brunette grimaced and fought back tears, not understanding what she did to her precious Hiccup. With a throaty groan, her bare feet forced herself up to her bedroom where she spent the rest of her conscious day thinking of Hiccup.
Hiccup smacked his head against his fist as he grumbled "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" up his stairs. He didn't want to ignore his best friend, but he couldn't stop himself from thinking how beautiful she looked and how lovely her voice sounded. He felt guilty for not telling her how he felt, but Astrid was there for him. Rapunzel didn't like him, and Astrid did. It was simple, stay with Astrid; though it wasn't simple, he didn't like Astrid. The brown eyed boy flopped onto his bed and stared at the ceiling, breathing and thinking as he did every night. Soon, he started drifting off to sleep, eyes fighting to stay open, failing miserably.
That night, both Hiccup and Rapunzel dreamt of sleeping in each others arms, warmed and comforted by the love they gave and received. The following morning, the two promised themselves they'd confess to the other, determined to win one another over.