A/N: So for this chapter they've been married about a month already. Not sure if I'll write an actual story or not, but in the mean time most of the one shots, they're married.
Being a Viking has its occupational hazards. Being a dragon rider also has its own occupational hazards, and boy did her husband push those limits. Despite the rider and dragon being on the ground, Toothless could still get rambunctious and pounce on his best friend. These pouncing moments normally came with bruises and sore limbs, sometimes ever sprained wrists or ankle. Today was one of those days.
"Oww, would you please stop touching that!" The young chief whined trying to pull his wrist away from his wife's prying hands. The redheaded Viking female rolled her eyes and pulled back on his arm which earned another "OW" from the man.
"If you stopped being a baby and pulling away from me, maybe I could do my job in trying to make you feel better." She chimed in a slightly sarcastic, teasing voice. Her lips were tugged up in a grin and sea green eyes shined with determination to finish what she'd set out to do. Toothless managed to smack Hiccup's wrist with his gigantic feet and she could hear the cry all the way from their bedroom. Not that the sound had to carry far since they were only outside the cabin.
Wrapping just above where his wrist was with the stiff bandage, Farrin glanced at him as he winced every time she moved to wrap the bandage around. She giggled softly and he glared at her. "Why are you laughing? Does me getting hurt make you laugh?" He asked with a slight bitterness in his tone, shifting in his seat uncomfortably.
"Hiccup, almost anything you do makes me laugh." His wife teased, purposely wrapping the bandage a bit tightly, causing him to gasp in pain. "You dealt with losing part of your leg and you said that it didn't really bother you except for the actual fact that you lost your foot. Toothless manages to step on your wrist and you're acting like it's the end of the world." She explained, reaching his wrist with the bandage now.
"Yeah, well I was in a coma for almost a week, so I didn't really have to deal with it. Why don't you let Midnight jump all over you and see which limb she manages to step on and see how you feel?" She knew he was only lashing out because he hurt. She wouldn't hold it against him. Wrapping the bandage around his hand and back around his wrist, Farrin gently pulled his hand up to her face and moved to place a kiss on his wrist. Slowly the corners of his lips turned up into a lopsided smile. "Thanks, kisses make everything feel better." He joked, his bitterness vanishing and leaning forward to kiss his wife on the forehead. Farrin then turned to the black dragon that caused his injury.
"No more pouncing!" She scolded playfully, Toothless looking bashful and wandering outside, the couple laughing quietly.
"Dragons," They both said in unison, smiling.
