Hey lovelies! I was really surprised to see that you enjoyed the piece of crap I uploaded last time, so I though that I might as well keep going. So here's another little drabble!
Also, thanks to all of you who suggested songs! I'm still open to any request (regarding specific songs or just random prompts) if you're interested!
SONG 01: Dark Blue (Jack's Mannequin)
Rating: T
Genre: Romance + Fluff
Hiccup wasn't much of a party-person. Never had been. And, if anything, he was even less of a frat-party person.
He didn't like the overly loud beating of the music, the gross and sweaty people jiggling around and laughing obnoxiously, or the random hooking-up of horny teenagers, and he tried to stay away from the bitter alcoholic drinks that made his mind foggy.
In fact, he would've traded all that—and more—for a decent excuse to go back home and read a good book. But he couldn't, because he had promised a friend he'd drive him home. So there he was, stuck.
The brunet sighed as he looked around the room from the corner where he was standing—corner from which no one would notice him and he wouldn't get ran into by drunk college kids—trying to catch a glimpse of his friend. He finally noticed him, on the couch, apparently busy shoving his tongue down a young lady's throat.
Hiccup gagged. Not only was he bored to death, but he knew he had absolutely no chance of getting anything out of this party, seeing as no one seemed to share his preference. It was ridiculous. Almost a good hundred college students gathered in a single house, and he had to be the only gay one.
The boy growled, shoving his hands in the pockets of his black skinny jeans. He could feel the collar of his green plaided shirt stick to his neck. It was way too hot inside, but he didn't feel like standing outside in the snow, either. He felt gross and tired, and he wanted to go home.
From across the room, the brunet noticed another student, leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen. He was a tall boy, around Hiccup's age, wearing a denim shirt over a white tank-top and brown pants. His hair was dyed in the boldest shades of white. His eyes lingered lazily around the room, an amused smile stretched on his lips. He wasn't interacting with anyone, only standing on his own, a glass in his hand, like an outsider, contenting himself with observing silently.
Suddenly, the stranger turned to Hiccup, locking eyes with the brunet, and addressed him a lopsided smile. The smaller teen's eyes widened, and his head shot down, looking down at his feet, feeling his cheeks redden. Bitting his lower lip, he glanced up again, only to see that the other boy had disappeared.
Great. Not only was Hiccup completely striking out tonight, but he'd freaked out a poor guy by acting like a creep and almost drooling over him. The brunet grunted, hitting the wall behind him with his heel.
« You don't seem like you're having much fun » a voice whispered in his ear.
Hiccup jumped, almost tripping over his own feet, and his head shot in the direction of the newcomer.
Leaning against the wall a few feet away from him, and looking down at him with an amused grin on his lips, was the same white-haired boy from earlier.
« I—I—Wha—? » Hiccup stuttered, mentally slapping himself from his lack of eloquence.
The boy chuckled, leaning closer to be heard over the music blasting from the speakers next to them.
« I said » the white-haired man repeated « You don't look like you're enjoying yourself over here »
The brunet finally noticed how vividly blue the other's eyes were, and felt his throat clutch.
« Ah » Hiccup coughed « Well, I'm not too fond of big parties… I only came here because I was bribed into going »
« Pushy girlfriend? » the other asked, raising a curious brow
The brunet scoffed « No » he said « Annoying roommate »
« Hmm » the taller man nodded, apparently satisfied « And I'm guessing you're not much of a dancer, huh? »
« Not really » Hiccup chuckled « I was thinking of just ditching him and going home, anyway »
« No, that won't do » the other frowned « You're here now, right? Might as well make the best of it » he looked around the room, eyebrows knitted together in concentration « Ha! » he finally said « I think I found something to brighten you up, my friend » he smiled warmly « You just have to trust me »
The brunet wrinkled his nose « I don't usually trust strange men approaching me at parties » he said with a sarcastic smile, raising a brow « You're probably going to slip something in my drink. Besides » he shrugged « I like brooding in a corner, thank you very much »
« No can do » the white-haired boy shook his head « I feel personally responsible of how much fun you're having tonight, so I'll make sure you have one hell of a night »
« What a gentleman » Hiccup smirked, rolling his eyes « What do you care? » he asked « You don't even know my name »
« Nor you mine » the other smirked « But that doesn't seem to stop you from sassing me, huh? » he laughed when the brunet's cheeks reddened « I'm Jack » he said, holding out a hand.
« Hiccup » the smaller teen replied.
They shook hands, and Hiccup felt dozens of needles piercing the tips of his fingers when they made contact with the cold skin of the other's hand. Jack shot him a wide smile, and he gulped, trying to ignore the tingle in his chest.
As he was about to let go, Hiccup felt Jack's hand grab his wrist, as his grin turned devilish.
« Now, let's have a little fun, shall we? »
The brunet felt his stomach drop as the other pulled him across the room, through the crowd, until they were standing next to the stairs leading to the second floor.
« Wait here » Jack whispered in his ear.
Hiccup watched as he let go of his wrist and walked back into the kitchen. Jack glanced around, making sure no one was watching, and slipped into the garage. The brunet raised an eyebrow when he didn't see the other reappear for a while. Had he left?
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the entire power of the house shut down, causing a few people to scream in panic. Glasses broke, chairs fell, and in the complete darkness of the house, Hiccup could hear people bumping into each other like a bunch of terrified sheep.
He felt a cold hand grab his wrist, and a familiar sounding chuckle rung in the boy's ear.
« Follow me » he heard Jack whisper as he was pulled up the stairs, tripping over a few times.
Upstairs, the few people there were poking their heads outside the bedroom doors, but Jack paid them no mind and led Hiccup to the bathroom, where he made sure to lock the door behind them.
« What are you doing? » the brunet asked cautiously.
Sure, Jack was hot, but he didn't feel too safe being stuck into a cramped bathroom with a guy he barely knew.
« I want to show you something » the white-haired man answered, opening the bathroom window wide, letting in a cold gush of winter air.
He climbed out of the window, reaching the rooftop of the neighboring house. He turned around and held out a hand for Hiccup to take. The smaller teen looked at him suspiciously.
« C'mon, Hic! » Jack insisted « I swear you'll enjoy this, trust me »
Hiccup raised an eyebrow at him, but shrugged and took his hand nonetheless, pulling himself out of the narrow window frame. Jack helped him steady himself, placing two hands on his shoulders. When they were both—somewhat—safely standing on the roof, Jack grinned excitedly.
They stepped a little further away from the window, and sat on the edge with their feet dangling in the void. When Hiccup looked up, he noticed how the absence of light coming from the house made everything around them look so much brighter. Instead of pitch black and eery, the night was painted in deep shades of dark blues and vivid whites. The stars shone brighter than he'd ever seen, and the moon bathed everything in its soft glow.
When he turned to face Jack, he saw that the boy had his eyes closed, head slightly lifted, as if enjoying the gentle caress of the soft december breeze. Hiccup felt a smile tug at his lips at the sight of this, until the white-haired glanced at him, tilting his head slightly to the side, and grinned.
« So? » Jack asked « What do you think of this? »
« Meh » Hiccup shrugged falsely « Better than obnoxiously loud music and sweaty people dancing »
Jack chuckled. « You're hard to please, you know that, right? »
« I have very decent standards, thank you very much »
Both boys laughed, none of them noticing that the other was scooting closer until their fingers brushed slightly against each other. Hiccup flushed, pulling his hand away with a sheepish "sorry". Jack's crooked grin grew winder. He shuffled around for a while, until his back was pressed against Hiccup's arm, and he laid back his head, resting it on the smaller boy's shoulder.
« Okay, I have to admit » Jack sighed in content « This feels way better than dancing »
The brunet chuckled. With a soft sight, he leaned in so that his own head was resting against Jack's. The boy repressed a shiver when white strands of hair came tickling the back of his neck.
They stayed silent after that, both enjoying the quiet howling of the wind and creaking branches of the nearby trees. A few meters down, the snow covering the streets glowed softly in the moonlight, dyed in shades of blue. The more he looked down, the more it seemed to Hiccup like they were waves coming and going slowly, crashing and breaking on the trees and houses.
After a while, with nothing but the crispy winter air and Jack's soft breathing on his shoulder, it felt like the two boys were alone, safe and sound as the world around them was drowning, burning in shades of dark blue. It was like a flood swallowing the ground beneath their feet, with the whole town under water as they stood above it all.
This time, it was Jack's hand who found Hiccup's. Their fingers grazed against each other's, like they had earlier, except this time none of them pulled back. The brunet swallowed hard as Jack's fingers intertwined with his. They were freezing, and he guessed his were probably just as cold, but none of them seemed to care.
Looking at their hands, Hiccup turned slowly and found Jack staring at him with a gentle smile on his lips. His eyes were glowing an icy blue, filled with adoration as he looked down on the smaller teen.
The white haired man lifted his free hand, brushing away the few wild strands of brunet hair keeping him from fully seeing the emerald eyes under them. His fingers traced their way along Hiccup's jaw, stopping under his chin. The brunet could feel his cheeks turning bright red, burning him despite the chilly air bitting at his skin.
Jack leaned in slowly, pressing his forehead against Hiccup's as they locked eyes together. They smiled awkwardly, feeling slightly nervous from the anticipation, but none of them would've traded this moment for the world.
Their noses brushed against each other, their lips almost touching. Hiccup could feel the other's minty breath tickling his face. Jack's hand tilted the brunet's face slightly upwards, and that was all it took to close the distance between them.
The kiss was soft and shy, barely grazing the corner of his lips. It was over before the brunet could even register what had happened. He bit his lips when a second one was pressed against his skin. Then a third. And a fourth. They were innocent pecks, full of tenderness, as if Jack was afraid the smaller teen would crumble between his fingers.
By the fifth kiss, Hiccup was starting to get frustrated. As much as he enjoyed those chaste kisses at the corner of his lips, they weren't enough anymore.
Letting go of Jack's fingers, his hand reached the other's collar, and the brunet pulled him down into a proper kiss. Their lips pressed firmly together, Hiccup felt a shiver of pleasure run down his spine, and he shut his eyes tightly as his free hand found Jack's neck, entangling his fingers in his snow white locks. He could feel the white-haired man grinning deviously into the kiss, and the smaller teen cursed the gods for falling into his trap. He wasn't about to let that bother him, though…
Jack's arm snaked around the brunet's hips, pulling him close. The kiss grew deeper, messier, until they had to break apart to catch their breath.
Jack kept stealing quick pecks from the freckled teen as he gasped for air. Hiccup rolled his eyes, smiling softly when he pushed the taller man away slightly, pressing their foreheads together again.
« Alright » Hiccup whispered with a breathy laugh « This is definitely better than dancing »
Jack chuckled softly before leaning in again, silencing the brunet with eager lips. Hiccup didn't complain, wrapping his arms around the other's neck and pulling Jack towards him, deepening the kiss hungrily.
At that point, nothing else mattered but the two of them. Not the party raging inside the house, not the cold air bitting at their skin, not the snow drowning the city. Nothing but them, nothing but dark blue.
And the world could've been burning down…
AN: And done! I'm actually sort-of happy with this one, let me know what you think of it! Thanks again for reading, I hope I didn't disappoint you!
Hugs and butterfly kisses! XXX