Hamish laughed weakly as he was kissed awake, feeling arms wrap around him. "Jack...I was sleeping."

"There's no sleeping on Christmas day! You should know this by now." Jack replied eagerly, almost smothering Hamish in affection.

"Alright, alright! You overgrown child." Hamish wiggled to face Jack properly, kissing him gently. "I'm guessing you want to go open presents?"

"Oh, yes please! You get to open too, I love this day!"

"you go wait for me in the living room, I'll get breakfast and coffee." Hamish laughed as Jack gave him another kiss before rushing out. "Busy morning with the kids...and we don't have any kids."

The morning was spent unwrapping presents and eating more mini-donuts than should have been allowed. Following that was a late morning and early afternoon of watching Christmas movies and cuddling on the couch, Toothless resting on Hamish's lap. Around three was when things started to pick up.

Hamish had been cleaning up the mounds of wrapping paper, Toothless purring on the couch as he watched. The auburn let out a yelp of surprise when he was suddenly picked up, Jack twirling around.

"J-Jack, put me down!" Hamish laughed, hitting Jack playfully. Jack did as he was asked, but he kept his grip around Hamish. He placed his chin to rest on the auburn's shoulder, eyes closing. "Are you alright?"

"I'm perfect Hamish." Straightening up, Jack leaned over and placed a kiss on Hamish's cheek. "Go get dressed in something nice. We're going out!"

"On Christmas?" Hamish raised a brow.

"I know, weird, get over it. I told you, I have something...hopefully, amazing planned for today. And this starts with you getting dressed to look drop dead gorgeous."

"Alright, I'm going." Hamish still gave Jack a confused look, but when to their bedroom to get dressed.

It took slightly longer than normal, Jack interrupting Haish with little signs of affection. They fed Toothless, locked up the house and were off. As they drove, Jack checked his pocket secretly, relaxing feeling the tiny box. He pulled up to a rather fancy restaurant, Hamish's mouth dropping in shock.

"Jack...w-we can't afford this."

"Don't worry, I was able to pull a few strings…. With North's help, but that's not the point. Come on." Jack helped Hamish out and lead the way to the restaurant.

Their late lunch was charming, Hamish overcome with joy as he was able to eat properly cook trout. Phone buzzing in his pocket, Jack checked it as Hamish listened to the live music.

"All's in place. Text when you and lover boy are on the way. We'll wait in a near by cafe."

"Perfect." Jack smiled.

"What's perfect?" Hamish looked over.

"You, of course," Jack beamed, "How about we get some dessert and go for a walk?" Hamish nodded, beaming at the giant list of sweets. Some melted chocolate later, Jack and Hamish were bundled up, Jack's arm wrapped around the other gently.

The park was perfectly silent, the trees and ground covered with a wonderful layer of snow. To Hamish, it seemed like it was just the duo on the planet, no one else. Jack was careful to text Aster that they were getting closer, not to draw attention to himself.

"Hey Hamish, lets go down to the lake. I'm sure it's beautiful."

"Lead the way." Hamish smiled softly.

They were standing by the frozen lake, Hamish resting his head on Jack's shoulder. Jack tensed slightly seeing movement among the snow covered trees, but relaxed when Aster waved to him. Knowing what was about to happen, Jack shifted and faced Hamish.

"Jack?" Hamish looked worried.

"It's okay Hamish, I just… I can't describe to you how much I love you and how much I couldn't imagine my life without you."

"I love you too Jack," Hamish smiled softly, "I would never want you out of my life."

Jack beamed. "I...I'm so happy to hear this because I have something important to ask you."

Suddenly, to Jack's right, the treeline shined with multiple strands of lights. Hamish's attention was turned to the lights, eyes widening at the message written.

"Will You Marry Me?"

Little noise of shock and amazement escaped from Hamish's mouth, a small squeak sounding when Jack went down onto one knee with a smile. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small velvet box, holding it up to Hamish.

"J-Jack?"

"Hamish Horrendous Haddock the third, will you do me the honor of marrying me?"

Hamish couldn't find his voice, tears falling. He collapsed to his knees, pulling Jack into a heated kiss before hiding his heated face in the other's shoulder.

"I'll take that as a very happy 'yes'." Jack smiled as Hamish nodded. The white haired male gave a thumbs up to the bushes, sounds of cheers erupting from there. Hamish pulled away, pressing their foreheads together with a smile.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Hamish Haddock-Frost."

Hamish laughed softly, beaming. "Happy Snoggletog, Mr. Jack Haddock-Frost."