"Jaaaaack?"
"Yeah?" The white haired male jogged up the steps to meet his boyfriend who was frantically searching for something in his rucksack.
"Do you have the keys?" Hiccup asked, running his hands through his hair.
Jack internally did a 'mwahaha', where as his face wore a blank expression. "No why? Have you lost them?"
"Well, yeah. My pair anyway... Did you bring your pair?"
"Nope."
"... Dammit."
Jack liked seeing Hiccup frustrated. He found it cute. It was just the way he ruffled his hair up in frustration made his hair look even more disheveled than it was already was; or the way his nose wrinkled up when he thinks he's found it; or the way he rills his eyes as he dumps his bag on the floor.
Then there was an audible clinking of metal.
Crap.
Hiccup looked slowly over to Jack, his expression calm but otherwise deadly. "Jack," he began, his voice unusually sweet. "What is in your pocket?"
Jack's hands immedianly shoved a hand into his pocket, whilst the other scratched the back of his head. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Hiccup smiled, "You know full well what I'm talking about."
"There's nothing, hon-" Jack's hand froze in mid air when he realised what he had done. The keys must have dropped out when he tried to defend himself. Crap.
Hiccup bent over to pick up the keys and looped the keyringb on a finger, "This perhaps must be the key to the house? He keys that I have spent the last half an hour searching for?!"
Jack doubled over in laughter as he saw Hiccup's face turn pink with anger. "Sorry. Wha-? Ow, that hurts sooooo much." He rubbed his arm in mock hurt, which only caused Hiccup to calm down in Jack's surprise.
"Well, I'm just going to have to punish you then?" He says, kissing Jack lightly on the lips before opening the door.
I know it seems rushed, just trying to help with the revolution. Sick and tried of people at school laughing in my face when they see Jelsa beating HiJack... TT^TT
VIVE LA HIJACK REVOLUTION.