...so...hi? I'm so sorry it took me so long to get this out! I wish I could say life got in the way (well kind of, but not really), but I FINALLY finished Hiccup's Chapter and here it is after like, what, literal years?
Again, I'm really sorry it took so long, but I finished it and I hope you enjoy it!
Hiccup remembered when they started dating.
The first couple of weeks were very very awkward.
For Hiccup anyway. Jack seemed to enjoy watching him flail around trying to figure out what one does when they're dating someone they've had a crush on for who knows how long and learning that said crush liked them for about the same amount of time.
He was okay with holding hands. When it was just them (Jack's hands were always cold, but Hiccup liked how they felt). But when they were in public, Hiccup could feel every stare burning into his back.
He liked the hugging, it was a nice change from just having Toothless sleep on his lap (and the both of them were a little touch starved, but that's a story for another time).
He didn't mind the kisses. As long as they were on the cheek or the forehead (Jack also liked to kiss his hands or his fingers and that was a surprising weakness Hiccup didn't think he'd have, and Jack took full advantage of that knowledge...jerk).
But it took a while for Hiccup to get used to the attention Jack was more than willing to give him.
Not that it wasn't nice! It very nice! It was great actually! It was nice to have someone actually happy to see him.
But it took him awhile to get used to not flinching or curling in when someone raised their hand or their voice or trying to not expect being punched or pushed out of the way when he was bumped into.
Jack liked throwing an arm over Hiccup's shoulders, or holding his hand, or sitting close enough for their shoulders to touch, anything that had the two of them in contact with each other.
It was different. But then, Hiccup was always different.
Different from his dad, different from his mom, different from his friends (he actually had friends now, and boy, was that a change), different from a lot of people in town. That was why he had so much trouble fitting in.
And along came Jack, who was as different as different could be, with his white-as-snow hair and ice-blue eyes and a sparkling smile that promised 'snowballs and fun times' (Jack's words, not his). And he had actually wanted to be his friend since the day they met.
But even after Hiccup basically gave him a list as to why being his friend was a 'Bad Idea 0/10 Would Not Recommend', Jack was stubborn and continued to invite him out to lunch or to the arcade or the movies or just to hang out with him and his sister.
Their relationship was a surprise bonus (cause he had to be honest, Jack was way way waaaaay out of his league). Apparently they were staring at each other with so much 'pining' (Astrid's words, where did she even come up with that anyway?), Astrid pretty much flipped a table and locked them in her room to force out a confession from the both of them.
He could complain about her methods all he wanted, but at least she got results.
Hiccup suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when Jack let out a yelp.
"Hiccup! The little demon's trying to kill me!"
"...Huh?" he answered dumbly.
Toothless was on a mission it seemed, relentlessly following Jack around the room, his catty green eyes only promising pain and agony.
Jack, on the other hand, was jumping around Hiccup's room, trying to dodge the black cat's swipes and pounces, narrowly avoiding the sharp claws (odd, Hiccup swore he cut Toothless' nails a few days ago...).
"Did you play a trick on him again?"
"No!" Jack protested.
Toothless growled.
"...Maybe," he mumbled begrudgingly.
Hiccup held back a laugh, "Well that's why, and Toothless don't growl at him, he's a guest."
Jack gasped and clutched at his chest, "A 'guest'? After all these years, Hiccup? Am I just a guest in this household?"
"You're right, you're not 'just a guest', you're an annoying guest."
"Oh, how you wound me-Gah!" Jack cradled his injured hand, small drops of blood began to bubble out of the thin lines on his hand, "Hiccuuup..." he whined.
"Come here," Hiccup pulled out the small first aid kit from his nightstand.
Toothless released a quiet snort and curled on his spot on the bed, his mission complete...for now.
Thank you all so much for reading! And thank you so so so much for being so patient with me!
This is the end of Stupid Couple for now, but someday I might want to go back and add in a bonus chapter or two for other characters (like the twins or Fishlegs, but I'm still not sure how to write them...so don't hold your breath)