This time of day again, haha. Again, you guys are welcome to send me prompts~

This one's for thecrazyLaDiDa! I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but a laptop and certain plot elements.

Day 3: Movies

This was supposed to be fun.

There wasn't supposed to be any gross sobbing and ironic little hiccups from the brunet and Jack wasn't even laughing at him because he was too busy blubbering loudly next to Hiccup and goddamnit this was a kid's movie!

It was sweet. That's how it started. Sugary sweet and wonderful like a child's daydream, enough for Hiccup to take Jack's hand through the early overtures and for Jack to squeeze his fingers gently in a shy response; and bittersweet like Sunday mornings filled with rain, the first inklings of the soul-tearing depression gathering at their eyes as the music slowed its rhythm and the first little quivers from Hiccup caused the other to abandon pride like a burning ship and throw his arm around his boyfriend, instigating the cascade of manly tears as the two teens bawled.

They must have been quite a sight by the end of the first ten minutes of the movie. *

Hours later, the credits began to roll, there was that weird feeling in their chests, a sort of soft wistfulness and gladness derived from the end.

Hiccup was the first to speak, shuffling from his spot nestled between Jack and the couch pillows. "Well that was …that was something wasn't it?" Jack took one look at him and was torn between laughing at the sight of his face, attempting nonchalance despite his cheeks being pink from crying and eyes still very much red, and kissing away the stubborn little droplets that didn't seem to want to stop flowing.

So Jack settled for nuzzling the crown of auburn hair, holding the teen closer as he felt the Hiccup sigh against him. "Mhm…Really something."

For Hiccup, he was a bit glad that at least he knew he wasn't the only one so strongly affected. After all, Jack was only ever this tender on special occasions. He gracelessly wiped away the gathering moisture from the corner of his eyes and settled comfortably against the other. "…Man…" he attempted a laugh, the sound tripping in his throat and sounding more like an awkward squeak instead.

Nevertheless, there was no taunt or jeer from his boyfriend and wow, that movie must've hit Jack hard because usually Jack would be all over any chance to tease his boyfriend.

And…Hiccup guessed he could understand why. "What a life they must've lived…"

Jack leaned back against the cushions, prompting Hiccup to rest against him. "Carl and Ellie?"

"Yeah…" There was a faint warmth flooding to his face at the admission. But hey, it wasn't like they weren't both thinking it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have ended up so violently upset. Hiccup made a random gesture as he continued, "They were just so…"

"In love?"

Those words caused Hiccup's heart to stutter. Though, no, it wasn't the words at all, not by themselves.

It was how Jack said them, breathed out in a sort of secretive way, a quiet tone hiding away so much more.

They hadn't been dating long. A few months of proper dates and a year or so before that full of bad flirting attempts and teasings (they were quite difficult to differentiate) and acute obliviousness (and annoyance) from the other before the former made his intentions quite clear.

Their relationship wasn't perfect. No, their "story" wasn't winning an Academy Award any time soon. But it was theirs and Hiccup was happy to call it theirs and he really, really liked Jack when he wasn't being insufferable and still liked Jack even when he was. They laughed as friends and kissed like lovers and Hiccup found that as the sort of relationship he was comfortable with. A sort of relationship he was happy with.

But love…

There was a certain gravity to that word—an absoluteness that sank deep into his skin, his insides fluttering with a strange warmth while his brain was thrown in chaos and his heart flopped uselessly with agonizing, wonderful bliss.

But no, that wasn't something Hiccup wanted to bring up, not now, not when it was still far too soon. "Yeah," he laughed, genuine and maybe even a bit bashful. "It's kinda…"

"Beautiful?" Jack supplied and yeah, wow, that movie must have really taken its toll because there was a weird look in his eyes as he gazed gently at Hiccup with an absentminded smile that had the brunet turning red in the face.

Hiccup swallowed and gave him a small smile in return before nodding. "Yeah. Yeah, it is." He wasn't surprised to find his lips a bit preoccupied not a second later, an adoring press of Jack's mouth against his own, that beautiful and happy feeling making his heart soar to the skies, farther than a thousand balloons could ever hope to take it.

Love is an adventure.

* = yes, it was Pixar's Up.

Erm…so I didn't know what kind of movie you had in mind, so here? Haha ^^; And Up is one of my all-time favorite movies (I will seriously start doubting of the existence of your soul if you've never cried while watching it). The first ten minutes of it is enough to make you believe in true love and the despair of loss. I love it~