He remembered, years ago, when Hiccup had found him.
It was cold. Very cold.
The kind of cold that was wet and heavy and froze fingers and toes and noses.
He could barely smell anything except for the icy water from the half-frozen puddles around him. It was so cold, he couldn't stand it. He tried walking around to stay awake, but it only made his legs ache.
His nose ached, his tail ached, his head ached, his feet ached, and his stomach ached.
He was so hungry, but all he could find were bare bones and scraps of paper. Whatever food that was in those large metal things had already been eaten by the other, larger animals that would always toss him around and scoffed at his small stature.
It was so cold and he was so tired.
He hobbled to the alleyway entrance, slipping on the wet ground and splashing into a shallow puddle. He mewled weakly, eyes closing.
"...-om! Dad! Wait!"
His ear twitched despite the pain. He heard light padding getting louder as it came closer. The tiny kitten relished in the warmth that came off whatever it was that was in front of him.
"...Are you okay?"
Ever since that day, he was constantly surrounded by that warmth.
Wonderful, amazing, loving warmth.
It was a little human that had taken him in (after much begging and pleading with big, watery green eyes, he found out some time later).
He learned that this little human's name was Hiccup.
He learned that this little human gave him a name.
Toothless.
He loved that name.
Toothless loved how Hiccup held him gently when he was still small, and even now when he was bigger and took up all the room on his lap.
Toothless didn't really much like being bathed, but Hiccup would wrap him in a soft towel after and scratch him below the chin and he'd melt.
He loved how Hiccup would let him sleep on the bed that was much too big for such a small human.
He loved how Hiccup would wrap his too large blanket around them and tuck him in.
Love love love.
And years later, when his boy wasn't so little anymore (and short one foot and one parent, but neither of them liked to talk about that much), he brought in another creature.
Well...it'd be more appropriate to call him a human, because...he actually was a human.
Toothless wasn't so petty to say he was jealous (he was, but he'd never admit it).
But that human with that ridiculous white hair was taking up his boy's time. Time that would be much better spent curled up on the couch with Toothless, watching a movie or some show with Toothless, and later taking a nice nap with Toothless.
Although, and Toothless loathed to admit it, that human made his Hiccup happy.
And his boy deserved someone that made him feel happy and loved.
But there had to be limits on just how happy that human could make his boy feel.
Many times, the black cat was witness to their acts of affection.
Cheek kisses and mouth kisses and hand holding and their noses rubbing together while their cheeks were flushed and they had the biggest smiles on their faces and rolling around on the floor while that human's hands were attacking his boy's sides.
And there were a few times they were lying on the bed and their faces took quite some time to separate. Those were times his boy made strange sounds and kept grabbing at the bedsheets and that ridiculous white hair.
When they found out that he'd been there the whole time, they both became rather upset and refused to look at him for a few hours.
Toothless' tail twitched in annoyance, eying the two figures on the bed, currently cuddling and talking about something or other.
"I feel cheated," said Jack rolling a small metal cylinder in his hand, "Has TV lied to me all these years?!" he cried dramatically, burying his face in Hiccup's shoulder.
Hiccup chuckled, taking the item out of his boyfriend's hand and leaning back into his sweater-clad chest, "Maybe, but Toothless found out where the light was coming from a couple years ago and he kinda lost interest."
"That's no fun," Jack grumbled, wrapping his free hands around Hiccup's waist.
"Well, there was a toy I bought him, a little ball," he cupped his hands, "with a bell inside that rang whenever it moved," Hiccup bit back a laugh, "the night I brought it home and let him play with it, I saw the ball roll across the hallway and Toothless just zoomed after it and he ended up sliding into the wall!"
"Pfft!" Jack bit his lip, "Oh please tell me you recorded that."
Toothless' ear twitched angrily at the memory.
"Hahaha! I wish!" Hiccup reached over to grab his phone at the edge of the bed, "But I got recent video of him rolling around with it, trying to bite the hell out of it."
Toothless growled lowly.
"Uh oh, looks like someone's embarrassed!" teased Jack.
He turned away. Toothless didn't have to stand for this!
Luckily for Toothless, he had sharpened his claws minutes before their little 'at-home' date.
He wouldn't hurt the boy.
Much.
