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Chapter 12:

The way home was silent. Jack held Hiccup's hand for the entire way, happy to have him back again. Toothless walked a few feet in front of them. He had not turned around once to look if his friends were behind him. Bunny on the other hand was falling back. At the beginning, he had walked next to Jack, but now he was behind them and was the last to reach home. As soon as they arrived at the den, Toothless locked himself in his room, which was bad since it was Hiccup and Jack's room too. The other three made their way into the kitchen and drank of Sandy's special tea.

"I should have been there for him," Bunny declared to Hiccup and Jack after everyone else had gone to sleep. Even the tea was not helping them to sleep. Jack looked up, noticing the guilty look in Bunny's eyes.

"What would you have done?" Jack asked. "You didn't know where they were and you didn't know anything about Toothless' dad."

"I shoulda have done somethin'!" Bunny shouted. The pushed his hands in his face, resting his elbows on the table.

"M-Maybe you should go and talk to him," Hiccup proposed. He had been oddly quiet this whole evening, even quieter than he normally was. Jack would have to ask him later what was wrong with him.

Bunny arched an eyebrow at the brunet. "He wouldn't even open the door for you. Why should he open it for me?"

Hiccup shook his shoulders. "I have a good feeling about it. You should go and try."

Bunny sighed but got up. "Take my room for the night. If Toothless won't open up then I'll take the couch."

Jack wanted to protest but his brother was already up and gone.

Bunny stopped in front of Toothless' room. He wasn't too sure what he should do now. He knocked slightly, calling out Toothless' name. He tried even calling him by his real name, but the other male didn't answer.

"Please say something," Bunny pleaded. For nobody else would he make himself look vulnerable. "I'm sorry about what happened, but you gotta let somebody in, mate." Bunny felt like talking to a wall. "If you don't wanna talk to me then talk to Hiccup or even Jack for Christ's sake." Bunny leaned against the door, still waiting for an answer. "I'm worried about you," Bunny confessed "Please… Please let me in." The tall male stood for another few minutes in front of the door and only when he decided to leave the other boy alone, did he see the handle being pushed down. Toothless opened the door and motioned for him to get in.

They sat cross-legged in front of each other on one of the mattresses. Toothless didn't look at Bunny. The older male sighed, thinking about what he could say. His eyes roamed over his friend's body and stopped at the bloody spots that he had made out at Pitch's. "Take the shirt of," Bunny whispered "I'm gonna take a look at those injuries."

Toothless shook his head, not looking up "They're fine."

"Toothless. Let me have a look please."

The other male looked up then. His eyes had a worried glance in them. Bunny must think he was disgusting by now, so why not show him the whole thing? Toothless nodded and stripped of his shirt. His back was now facing the other boy. A tear ran down Toothless face when he heard a surprised sound from Bunny. That was it: Toothless last chance to be with the other male had gone away. Nobody wanted to be with somebody like him, used-up like him.

The sight in front of Bunny was shocking. He had expected some scars but not this. The anger at an unknown man rose again in him. How could somebody do something so deranged to a child? His hands traced one of the older scares. He wished he could have done something to spare Toothless from this pain. Without really realizing it, the older male leaned down and kissed the top of the first scar on Toothless' back. He could feel Toothless tremble against his lips, but he didn't pull away. Bunny followed the scar with his lips until he reached the end. He leaned back and could see how Toothless turned around. "W-Why did you do that?" the boy asked slightly confused.

Bunny looked at him, equally confused about his actions. He then gathered all his courage and looked into Toothless' green eyes. "I'm gonna kiss you know," he stated to the other male matter-of-factly but before he could even lean in, Toothless grabbed his collar and yanked him down. Their lips met halfway and it was better than any of the two had ever imagined. Bunny tilted his head, deepening the kiss. Toothless pressed hard against the lips. He didn't know what to do, so he did what Jeremy always expected him to do. He pushed himself into Bunny's lap and pressed his body against his'. Bunny moaned into the kiss. He grabbed Toothless hips and could feel the skin where his shirt had dislodged. The older of the two broke the kiss, gasping for air, while Toothless continued kissing Bunny's neck. Bunny lifted his head, giving the boy better access to his neck. He kept his hands on his hips, caressing the soft skin. Soon Toothless' hands found their way under Bunny's shirt, trying to push it up. That's when Bunny pushed Toothless away slightly, still letting him sit on his lap but not letting him kiss him. Toothless looked up confused. Wasn't he expected to do that? Didn't Bunny want him like that?

"I think it's too soon for that kind of thing," Bunny explained. He stroked one strand of hair behind Toothless ear and looked at him lovingly.

"Don't you want me like that?" Toothless asked silently. He was afraid that Bunny may change his mind and dump him.

"Oh yes," Bunny said, smiling at him. He pecked his lips. "I think you're beautiful, Toothless and I would love to make love to you but I think that we're not ready for that step yet. This has nothing to do with you, do you understand? You're beautiful."

Toothless threw his arms around Bunny and hugged him tight. Bunny thought that he was beautiful even after he knew what Jeremy had done to him. "Thank you," he whispered in Bunny's neck.

He rested for a while in Bunny's arms when he spotted something next to his mattress. Something that he hadn't looked at for a long time, but now with all the shit that had been going down, he felt like he could really use it. He detached himself from Bunny and stood up. He walked over to where the object, a book, lay and took it in his hands. He stroked the title that said 'Dragons' and turned around to Bunny. He hoped that this didn't change anything. "My Mom read this to me when I was a child," Toothless explained while sitting down in front of Bunny. "Like every night… I… I can't read Bunny…I-I… Jeremy used to say that reading was for smart people and that I would never need it and stuff and… eh-," He looked up and saw that Bunny's gaze was sincere. He didn't make fun of it. "I remember a lot of it by heart but not everything and Hiccup's going to teach me how to read but I can't right now so… Would you mind reading a bit for me?"

Bunny smiled at him and motioned for Toothless to give him the book. Bunny ended up leaning up against a wall. Toothless sat in front of him, his back against Bunny's chest and so they sat there while Bunny read the story of a lonely dragon that would soon become a little boy's most loyal companion. Bunny ended the story when Toothless was long asleep.

Hiccup and Jack had woken bright and early but decided to stay in Bunny's room for a little time. Jack had hit the wall of his brother's room a few times because the room was way smaller than his. He held Hiccup in his arms, kissing the nape of his neck softly. "Is something bothering you?" Jack asked. Hiccup hadn't said much since he was awake.

The smaller boy sighed. He leaned back in Jack's embrace. "It's just something that Astrid said."

"The blonde girl?" Jack asked.

Hiccup nodded softly. "Yes. She said something about my father, about him looking really bad."

Jack nodded comprehensibly. "So what's on your mind? Do you wanna take a look at him?"

Hiccup shook his head softly. He pulled himself out of Jack's embrace and stood up to get dressed. He pulled a green shirt over his head before he continued to speak "I want to talk to him," he confessed. He added a brown sweatshirt to his shirt to make sure he wouldn't get cold.

Jack was on his feet immediately "Are you sure, Hic? I don't think that's a good idea…"

Hiccup pulled his pants on. "I need to do this," Hiccup answered. He turned around to Jack who was covering himself with his trademark blue hoodie. "Would you come with me?" The small brunet asked, looking at his boyfriend. Jack smiled widely before pecking his lips "Of course. Someone has to watch out for you!" Hiccup returned the smile before they left the room.

Hiccup held Jack's hand tightly as they made their way to Hiccup's house. That morning Hic had been so sure about this but now his confidence was draining away. He was squeezing Jack's hand tighter and tighter. When they were near the park where Jack had first found Hiccup, he stopped. The park was abandoned just like on the night they had met. He gently took Hiccup's face in his hands," Are you sure about this?" he asked. He knew that Hiccup wanted to see his father, but he also knew that the man had hurt his boyfriend and that made him worry about the whole situation. Hiccup looked down at his feet but Jack tilted his face upward, kissing him gently. "We can go home if you want," Jack said. "We can always come back another time."

Hiccup rested his head against Jack's shoulder, then he shook his head. "No," he said "I have to do this. I'm just afraid… he was so angry the last time…"

"You don't have to be afraid," Jack smiled at him and kissed him again. He loved the feeling of the brunet's soft pink lips against his own and he never grew tired of his taste. He leaned back, still smiling and took Hiccup's hand. "Let's go then."

Hiccup shot a smile back at Jack. He stood on his tip toes and pressed a kiss to the other male's cheek. After that, he led Jack to his house.

Hiccup hesitated when he stood in front of his house. Everything was like it had been the day he left except for one thing. A white and black police car stood at the side of the street right in front of the house. Hiccup wondered what it was doing there. Had something happened to his dad? He gulped and looked at Jack. The white haired boy had also seen the car and motioned for the door. Only one way to find out what's going on, Hiccup thought as he made his way up the stairs that led to the front door. He let go of Jack's hand when he reached the door. He didn't want his dad to slam the door into his face because of Jack. He knocked on the door. He shot a look back at his boyfriend, who gave him a reassuring smile. The door opened to reveal a middle aged police officer. The man looked at him for a second and then at Jack. "Are you Harley Haddock?" the man asked. His voice was nice enough so all Hiccup did was nod slightly.

"I-Is he okay? D-Did som-something happen to him?"

The officer looked at him confused "Harley, you do know that you were gone for nearly two weeks…"

"You're here because of me?" Hiccup asked surprised. Had his father looked for him? "Where's my father?"

"He brought some papers to the station. I wanted to ask him some questions and he asked me to wait here for a few minutes in case you came back."

"He's been looking for me…"

The officer raised an eyebrow but nodded. He then looked over at Jack. "And you are?"

Jack raised his hand "Eh Jack…I mean Jackson… I'm Jackson."

The officer looked at Jack and then back at Hiccup. "Are you okay with Jackson being here? You don't have to be afraid. If you want him gone then I can bring him to the station."

Hiccup quickly shook his head. It came back to him how Astrid had attacked Toothless because she thought that he had kidnapped him. "Jack's a friend of mine. I would really like to see my Dad though…"

The officer nodded and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He dialled a number and exchanged a few words with the person on the other line. When he ended the call, he made space for Hiccup and Jack to enter. "C'mon in boys. He's on his way."

Hiccup was nervous. The waiting for his father to come home was nerve-wrecking. Jack sat next to him and took in the house. They were in the living room and the first thing he noticed were a couple of half complete forms lying on the table, along with a few pictures of Hiccup. He looked at his boyfriend whose eyes were fixed at his hands that were in his lap. He looked tense. He wanted to grab Hic's hand when the door opened. A huge man stepped in. He looked around desperately and called "Where is he?" when the police officer met him by the door. They exchanged a few words before the Hiccup's father rushed into the living room. Hiccup was on his feet by seconds and then they stood there: Stoick by the door and Hiccup in front of the couch and his boyfriend.

Stoick was still in his coat, not having bothered to take it off. He looked at his son and found that Hiccup had never seemed smaller. He had some scratches and bruises on his face and that was the only skin that he could see. He wondered just what had happened in these last two weeks to him. The small brunet didn't say anything so he figured that he should start. "H-Hiccup?"

The small boy nearly broke down at the sound of his father's voice. How long had he wanted to hear it again. Even without thinking or calculating the risks, Hiccup marched to his father and threw his skinny arms around his large frame. His father trembled in his touch but grabbed his son and pulled him tighter against him. The large man started to spill apologies and when he leaned back he could see tears in his father's eyes. Never had Hiccup seen his father cry. Even the day his mother had died, his father had locked himself away and thrown things around but Hiccup hadn't seen him cry. He was so touched for a moment, that he forgot all the harsh things that his father had said to him.

Stoick looked at the policemen and the man nodded and left without saying anything else.

"I am so sorry, Hiccup!" His father apologized again "I was such a fool for thinking less of you!"

Hiccup nodded, agreeing with his father. "What does that mean?" he asked "For us?"

"It means that I don't care if you're as straight as a ruler or gay as a rainbow!" his father exclaimed "And I'm sorry that all of this had to happen so I could see it- All those awful things I said to you Hiccup! Do you think that you could find the heart to forgive your old stupid man?"

Hiccup was truly surprised. All of their conversations had always felt awkward and one-sided and this was the first time that it didn't. Hiccup looked to Jack and decided to tell Stoick about their relationship. If his father could find the heart to support him and Jack then maybe he could find the heart to forgive his father. Hiccup took a step back, grabbing Jack's hand and raising him to his feet. He looked at his dad with a sincere look "This is Jack," he explained "He's my boyfriend."

The look in his father's face changed immediately. He frowned at Jack, studying the boy for a minute, and then he marched towards him. Jack felt like hiding behind Hiccup when the large men paused in front of him. Jack gulped. Stoick nodded then, his face still not showing signs of happiness or signs that he wouldn't kill Jack, and looked at Hiccup," Have you been with him the whole time?" he asked. Hiccup nodded "If it weren't for him, I might be lying dead in some dark alley by now"

Stoick clenched his fists. It would have been his fault if Hiccup would have been killed. He should be glad that Jack had taken care of his son, but the state that his son was in made him worry. "Did you hurt him?" Stoick asked Jack, looking down at him angrily. He had done a huge mistake in hurting Hiccup but now he would make sure that no one would hurt his boy ever again. Jack quickly shook his head. "W-What- N-No! No! I- What! No I would never… hurt him! H-He eh-"

"Without him I wouldn't be standing here… He hasn't done anything to me…"

Stoick looked back at his son "Are you sure Harley?" His father nearly never used his real name and when he did, it meant that he was either very worried or really, really angry. Hiccup nodded again, "I love him, Dad. He's the one that found me that… night."

Stoick looked at Jack and pulled the boy into a hug. "Thank you for looking out for him. I was the biggest idiot and I am so glad that you found him."

Hiccup smiled at his father and for the first time in the last few days he found a little bit of happiness. Then he realized something. "We can't stay though," Hiccup admitted and saw how his Dad's face fell. Jack looked at the brunet, surprised "Hiccup, I think you should stay here with your father…"

Hiccup shook his head, "No. There's something I have to do and only after I accomplish that, I can come home."

Stoick sank his head but nodded "I understand… Can you just promise me that you'll be alright? A…And that I'll see you again?"

Hiccup smiled shortly and nodded to his Dad.

"How about you stay for dinner? You and Jack? I could make something… to eh eat… I think…," his Dad offered and Hiccup couldn't decline his Dad's offer (even though he had still nightmares from the last time he had tried to cook).

About ten minutes later, Hiccup found himself in his room changing into new clothes. He had taken the opportunity to pack some new clothes and charge his phone. He had wanted to take Jack with him but his father had r aised an eyebrow at them. (You really want me to allow you to take your boyfriend into your room, while I'm busy cooking while you're undressing yourself…? I think he's going to make it for a few minutes on his own.) Hiccup pulled his shirt over his head and thought about how his Dad would react if he knew that they had been sleeping in the same bed ever since they met. He blushed when his mind wandered to the day when Torch had interrupted them. He wondered how far they would have gone. His storm of thoughts was interrupted when his father opened the door. When the door opened the smell of burned food invaded the room. "I'm going to order pizza. Are you okay with that?" his father asked. Hiccup nodded and looked in his dresser for something to wear. "Just get me the usual, please."

Hiccup pulled the shirt over his head but not before Stoick could see the gash on his back and the 'J' on his hip. Immediately a thought reached his brain. He closed the door and rushed down the street into the living room where Jack was still sitting.

Hiccup folded a few shirts and put them into a bag when he heard the screams. The first one was his father and soon after that Jack joined him. He was out of the door and down the stairs in a matter of seconds. He urged into the living room and saw how his father was holding Jack up by his collar. The two were screaming at each other and Hiccup was sure that neither understood what the other was saying.

"What's going on here?" Hiccup asked and rushed to the two. His voice was going under, under the noise of the two shouting. "YOU'RE HURTING HIM DAD!"

His Dad let Jack fall to the floor and turned around to look at Hiccup "He hurt you first!"

Hiccup looked at him puzzled "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the mark on your hip!"

"I didn't put anything on his hip! What is he even talking about Hic? What mark?"

Hiccup took a few steps back. His hand reached for his hip where the 'J' was carved. His face went pale. He hadn't been prepared to talk about it. "I-It doesn't stand for J-Jack…," his eyes met the floor. Jack straightened himself and took a step forward. "I need you to show me Hiccup. What are you talking about?"

Hiccup held back for a moment and then he lifted his shirt a little bit to show Jack the mark.

"I-I didn't do it…," Jack repeated what Hiccup had just said. He took his boyfriend's hand when he saw that tears started to form in his eyes.

"Well who did it then?" Stoick asked, looking at his son.

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