chapter nine
nearing the end now
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Dagur had stepped onto the front porch of Hiccup's home just at it turned four-thirty, eagerly knocking. He had been so excited to see the burnet that he almost forgot his bag at the school.
As expected, Hiccup didn't keep the red-head waiting and soon answered the door, a small and nervous smile gracing his features. "Hey...Come on upstairs," He turned his back to the other as he began to accend the stairs, leaving Dagur to close the door as he came in, quickly slipping off his shoes and bounding up after the burnet.
As they entered the room, Dagur tried to play it off casually, setting his bag down and removing his jacked while Hiccup took a seat on his bed, his back to the headboard. Dagur took his place across from the smaller teen, leaving his right leg dangling over the edge. "You're dad home?" It was a poor conversation starter, but he felt tense and needed to break the ice, not sure what Hiccup was planning to tell him.
Hiccup looked a little confused by the question at first before he snapped back to reality, as though he had been lost in his thoughts. "Oh...No, he's not. He's at work," Hiccup shrugged. "I guess we could've gone to the living room, but I'm more comfortable in here,"
Dagur nodded, not sure how else to contribute to that line of topic. After all, it made sense that Hiccup would be more comfortable in an area where he spent most of his time. "So...what did you need to tell me?"
Hiccup glanced over to his wall, seeming to need to use his drawings as a distraction from looking at the red-head in front of him. "Did you get your notebook back?"
Dagur smiled softly. "Yeah...I liked the ending you put down,"
Hiccup returned the shy smile. "Thanks...I would've liked to know how you would've ended it, though,"
"You didn't really give it an end," Dagur reminded him.
Hiccup nodded. He couldn't put it off any more. He took a deep breath to try and calm the hammering in his chest. "So...um..." He fiddled with the hem of his jeans, avoiding looking at the other. "This is...probably going to sound muddled and stupid, but...um, bare with me. I've never said it out loud before so..." He shrugged. "I mean dad knows but I've been trying to keep it from everyone else so I wasn't sure how to sum it all up to tell you..." He huffed at his behavior. This was going awful...He knew it'd probably be a mess but he thought he'd be more prepared than this...
"...Why don't you start from the beginning," Dagur pressed gently. "We have time,"
Hiccup blushed and gave a greatful smile, happy that the other unintentionally reminded him all over again just why he was telling this story. Hiccup took another deep breath. "Alright...So, it all happened a few years ago," he began, looking back to the bedding between them. "It was...not quite into summer. I went to camp every year from the second week of June to the end of the second week in August and this happened at the end of May. I was running errands with my mom like I usually did. We were driving around, singing along to some song on the radio I can't remember the name of now. But as we were going down the road, this other car came and...well, he didn't stop for some reason. I never bothered to figure out why...Something about being drunk... I do know he was well over the speed limit though,"
Dagur's eyes widened a fraction. He wanted to speak up and comfort the other. So his mom's death is the reason he's so distant...He must have really been close to her...The intoxification of the other driver would also explain why Hiccup declined invitations to parties and such. Dagur had seen the other scoff when someone would come up and insist they knew how to get him to loosen up. Still, Dagur stayed quiet and waited for Hiccup to continue.
The burnet's eyes were further away now, like he could see it all over again. He swallowed and forced himself to keep talking. "And...the impact...He had smashed into her side and...I just remember the car flying over and rolling. I'd never been so scared in my life...I just remember a lot of blurs of color and feeling dizzy and then being in a lot of pain...When the car stopped moving and I could see again, I looked over to my mom but she..." Hiccup blinked back tears and bit his lip.
Dagur moved over to sit closer to the smaller teen and gently reached over to grab his hand, squeezing it softly in sympathy and encouragement.
Hiccup squeezed back, an embarrassed smile breaking across his face as he tried to keep from breaking down. It was humiliating, really, but he was glad Dagur wasn't teasing him when he felt vulnerable. "Anyway, I...I tried to reach over to her but I couldn't really move. Then I remember hearing sirens and men and women talking...I think someone was trying to talk to me...I don't remember saying anything back...I remember a little bit of laying on a bed and seeing lights flying over me...I guess that was when I finally got to the hospital.." He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "When I came to, I was in hospital room and my dad was there, looking horrified and...smiling...It was one of the few times I'd ever actually seen him cry. He was really gentle when he hugged me and I could feel him shaking. I didn't think anything ever scared my dad...I asked about mom and...he told me she had passed as soon as the car hit her. I cried and clung to him...He held me but after a while he spoke up, saying he needed to tell me something else to, and..." Hiccup closed his eyes tightly in shame. "I...I need you to promise not to freak out..."
When Dagur nodded, Hiccup moved to his left leg, sneaking his hand under the denim. Dagur watched curiously, expecting a scar of sorts. His eyes shot open when he saw Hiccup remove his left calf, exposing the appendage now seperated from him and leaving the pant leg now a bit deflated at the bottom since now it wasn't covering anything. Dagur looked to Hiccup, feeling a lurch in his chest for the other.
Hiccup was still refusing the look at the other, tears slipping past his tightly shut eyes. "When dad...showed me...I shut down and...He explained that in the impact, my left leg got injured because I sat with my right leg under me. He said it was lucky I didn't loose both...But I still just...broke down. He tried to make me feel better. He said I could get a prosthetic and...we didn't have to let people know if I didn't want them to. He said he wouldn't make me tell them...I guess it was his way of saying he understood loosing mom was bad enough...I didn't want to be pitied for being a freak or some weakling..." Hiccup's shoulders slumped, making him look as vulnerable as he felt. He waited for Dagur to say something...Maybe apologize for not realizing before something along the lines of he can't be with someone like that...Of maybe Dagur would just walk out...
His thoughts were broken as he felt Dagur move to sit right beside him, perching his wait on his left hand behind Hiccup while the other gently grabbed the prosthetic from Hiccup's hands. Hiccup looked over nervously, not expecting the thoughtful look on Dagur's face as he looked over the limb.
"So this is why you don't do anything in PE," he said finally. "Also would explain why you acted so weird after the first night I was here,"
Hiccup blushed. "I'm not used to wearing it after so much time..." he admitted, his voice coming out in a mumble.
Dagur smiled at that and gently set the appendage down. "I'm glad you told me,"
"...You're not...freaked out or...grossed out or anything?"
Dagur locked his eyes with Hiccup's, making the burnet's heart hammer. The dark green eyes of the red-head looked so sincere...He was so caught up, he jumped when he felt Dagur's hand on his left leg, the larger fingers resting softly over the fabric of his jeans. Still, Hiccup didn't dare break his gaze. Dagur smiled. "I told you I liked you. I didn't say, 'hey, Hiccup, I like your feet' or 'work those legs'," He shrugged. "More of an ass man anyway,"
A giggle broke from Hiccup's throat as relief set in. Suddenly the room seemed so much brighter. "So...um...you still...ya know..."
Dagur grinned. "Wanna tap that? Yes," Hiccup smacked the red-head on the arm playfully. "Kidding! Yes, I still like you," He brushed Hiccup's hair back and blushed when Hiccup leaned into the touch. "So...can we try that kiss again?" Hiccup smiled and noddded. At this, Dagur gently brought his lips to meet the burnet's, finally able to save the soft feel of those lush pink petals against his own slightly chapped lips. He sighed into the kiss and applied more pressure, craving more of the other.
Hiccup's eyes fluttered before slipping shut as he kissed back, shivering at the feel and scent of having Dagur so close. Since the accident, not once had he thought he'd be where he is now, kissing the sweetest (and hottest) guy he'd ever met.
Hiccup squeaked when Dagur's arms snaked around his wait and pulled him into the red-head's lap, his own hands quickly clinging to the front of Dagur's shirt. He bit his lip when the red-head pulled from the kiss for air, occupying his time with nuzzling into Hiccup's exposed neck, making him mewl. "D-Dagur..."
Said red-head smirked against the skin and began kissing along the smaller's neck and shoulder, occassionally nipping and licking at it. He felt jolts of pleasure as Hiccup squirmed in his lap and ran a hand to his hair, gently pressing down in a silent request for him to keep going.
He was more than happy to oblige, attacking the spot where his neck and shoulder met, licking and sucking, his right hand moving down and slipping his his thumb under the cotten shirt to run teasing circles along Hiccup's hip.
Hiccup, spurred by this, peppered desperate kisses along the side of Dagur's face as it was the only thing he could really reach. God he never wanted it to stop...
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"I can't beleive you gave me a hickey!"
Dagur grinned as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom. Their make-out session was cut by the sound of Hiccup's alarm to cook dinner. "Sorry...Guess I lost control,"
"Oh well, that's alright then," the burnet replied sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. Hiccup frowned, eyeing the damage with the mirror. "How am I gunna explain this to dad..."
"You could wear turte necks,"
"Subtle..."
"Or wear it proudly," Dagur shrugged.
"And parade around school with it?" Hiccup turned to gawk at the other. "What will people say?"
"Who cares what they say?" Dagur came over and looped his arms around Hiccup's waist, pulling him close. "I'm not letting anyone not know you're mine now. Far as I'm concerned, that's my mark on you,"
Hiccup quirked a brow. "So I belong to you?"
Dagur simply grinned at that, confirming. "Sides, it'll make it harder to avoid making friends with that,"
"Because it'll mean I'm easy?"
"You're not easy. I worked my ass off!" Hiccup laughed at that. "No, I mean chicks like having gay guys for friends. You're gunna have to bat off popularity with both hands,"
Hiccup rolled his eyes but was unable to keep a smile from his face, drawling out a sarcastic "Wow,"
Term 5: "That's Okay"
"don't let your gaurd down because I will get you back for this"
Term 6: "Wow"
"I can't believe you're this stupid" and or "how the hell do I put up with you"
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that's the last of the terms
the next chapter is the last
it will be filled with Dagcup smut to show my appreciation to all who took the time to read and support this~
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