The Edge

Pairing; Toothless X Hiccup

Setting; Modern AU

Rating; M for Mature

Disclaimer; I do not own the HTTYD or any of the music that is used. Everything belongs to its original creator/artist!

16: Get Comfortable

=Harvey's POV=

[July 3rd, 2016]

It had been a trying week with getting Tray to calm down from the experience with his father showing up at The Edge and beating him up. Thus far, we hadn't had any more incidents. That night I made love to Trayden because I knew he needed a distraction from the pain Drake inflicted on him. I took vows to stand by Tray for better or worse, through sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, until death do us part. What happened last week was a perfect chance for me to prove the promises I made to him. As it turned out, I did have a small stomach bug; it lasted three days and then I was back to work while also helping Trayden stay positive. See, when I first met Trayden in 2012; he had a major case of depression from everything he endured before being kicked out, and I helped him through all that, but even I knew that there would always be moments that could bring it back.

However, Trayden was dealing with what happened well, so I was faced with a second problem; telling my friends about everything. It wasn't that I never intended on telling them I was married, but I assumed that Seth knew! I figured Jamie and Samuel might have mentioned it to their son, I guess I was wrong. Either that or Seth had been too busy, and they never got a chance to tell him. The night my friends found me at The Edge, I was far too busy to just tell them I was married because there was a lot more than that to speak of. I couldn't just say it; they never knew I was bisexual and there was a whole story behind Trayden and I becoming a couple, then husband and husband. I would never have had the time or the words to make that explanation to them, but now it was out.

I saw the shock on their faces when I said what I said to Drake about keeping his hands off of Trayden, I knew they put the pieces together about what I had said the first time they came after we'd lost contact for nearly four years. I had yelled at Zack, Ashley's boyfriend about making comments regarding my life when he knew nothing of it. Trayden and I dated basically eleven months before we got engaged, then married six months later, so Mr. Holt had no room to tell me that I wasn't settled down. At the same time, I suppose I shouldn't have said he didn't understand when they didn't even know Dragon's Cove had shut down; that just went to show that all of us really had lost contact for so long, that in itself was depressing to know. All of us had been friends, minus Zack, for years beforehand, then after High School, we fell apart.

I owed a full explanation to all of them, so I had to have them over to make that happen. The complicated part was that I didn't know how to contact them because the last two times I've seen them all, I walked away to take care of other things. I wondered if they still had their social media profiles up. We all used this site called; mybook. My profile was disabled, but not deleted. I could try that, and if it didn't work, then I could get in contact with Seth through his parents. I grabbed my laptop and went to the website, then reactivated my account. Once everything loaded, I went to the search bar and looked up Seth first. After him, I searched his friend's list for Ashley, Heather, Ford, Roslyn, and Travis. I didn't bother with Zack because I was sure Ashley would tell him. I took a deep breath as I sent each of them a friend request, then sat back on the couch hoping they'd accept me.

=Normal POV=

[With The Friends]

It was another Sunday hangout with the friends; this time all of them were out to dinner when each got an alert on their phones. "Uh, did you all get a friend request from Harvey too?" Roslyn asked first as they looked at their phones and shock took over.

"Yep," Travis nodded.

"Why wouldn't he just call us?" Seth wondered.

"You guys lost contact for four years; he probably doesn't have your numbers," Zack rolled his eyes. Ashley hit the button that said; Approve.

"I accepted his request; maybe he's trying to contact us, he said he would last week," Ashley reminded. After that, all of them accepted him. Fifteen minutes went by as all of the phones except Zack's either made a noise or vibrated. Heather got to hers first as it was already in her hand.

"Group message to us from Harvey. It says; Hey, it's been a while. I assume you're all wondering what this is about. Well, I promised to give you an explanation about everything. If you're all free on Sunday, July 17th, swing by the apartment; I'm home all day. Hope to see you! -Harvey." Heather read while the others were reading.

"How come I didn't get a message?" Zack frowned.

"Because you're not really his friend. The last two times you two have spoken, you end up pissing him off," Ashley retorted. "Anyway, I think we should take him up on his offer. Who knows if we'll get this chance again for him to not be working and willing to tell us,"

"I agree with, Ashley. Good things he said Sunday," Seth said. "I have those days off guaranteed now,"

"And I'm sure we can get Daniel to babysit, or my parents," Ford mentioned to Heather.

"Trav and I don't work that Sunday, we get every other one off," Roslyn stated.

"Zack and I are teachers, we get the whole summer off," Ashley informed.

"Uh, you should check to make sure Harvey won't mind Zack there first, Ashley," Heather suggested. "The two of them don't see eye to eye,"

"I'll message him back and ask if it's okay," Ashley said as she tapped the reply box, and started typing. Ashley put the phone down to wait for a response.

[With Harvey]

Harvey gave his offer and the then he relaxed. Trayden came out of the bathroom from his shower and sat on Harvey's lap; the two started to make out when Harvey's phone vibrated. Harvey leaned forward while kissing and holding onto his husband. Harvey peeked with one eye at the message he got; it was from Ashley.

We can all come on the 17th. I was wondering if I could bring Zack too? -Ash

Harvey sighed as Trayden looked at him. "What's wrong?" Tray asked when he felt his husband no longer kissing back.

"Debating if I should let Ashley bring her boyfriend when they come for the story," Harvey replied.

"It doesn't make a difference if he comes or not; they are getting the story either way, and maybe Zack will get some insight on your life and not make any comments," Trayden suggested.

"I suppose you're right, Love," Harvey nodded. Quickly, he sent a response of; Yes, but if he starts with me, I'm throwing everyone out. I don't need any more drama happening in mine and Trayden's lives. -Harvey. After he sent it, his full attention was on his husband. Harvey was ready for this explanation, or at least he hoped he was.

[July 17th, 2016-7 pm-Harvey's Apartment]

The group of friends just arrived at The Edge, seeing it busy as usual. After getting let inside, they went to to the bar first.

"Harvey is expectin' ya. You can go up, he said the door was unlocked," Kevin informed when he saw them.

"Thank you," Heather told him as they opened the door and began walking up the stairs. Travis was the last one past the first door, so he shut it. With all of them on the stairs, there was a note on the second entrance at the top of the staircase that read for them to let themselves in when they arrive. Shrugging, the friends walked through the door and instantly laid their eyes on the sight of Harvey pinning Trayden on the floor.

Trayden was on his back with Harvey laying on top of him, pinning his arms to the floor and a knee keeping Trayden's legs apart while the two of them were making out. The friends stood there blinking at what they were watching. Eventually, Harvey released Trayden's arms, which then locked around Harvey's neck while Harvey began to kiss Trayden's neck; making his husband jerk with pleasure.

"Ah, Harv! N-Not…there," Trayden pleaded.

"Why not? You love it," Harvey replied.

"You know why, and you have friends coming over," Trayden remarked.

"We can be quick," Harvey said in a husky voice as Trayden shivered with excitement. "I'll take you right here on the floor," he added.

Ashley stepped forward and cleared her throat as Harvey looked up, and Trayden arched his neck a bit to see from his spot on the floor. "We can come back later?" she offered.

"That won't be necessary," Harvey stated as he climbed off his husband, then helped him up. "I'll give you what you want, then have Trayden all to myself for the night," he added.

"Harvey!" Trayden blushed.

"You can scream my name later," Harvey winked.

"You're terrible," Trayden mumbled.

"And you knew that when you married me two years ago," Harvey retorted. "Come on in, take a seat," he invited his friends with a smile.

"Uh huh, while you do this; I'm gonna go take a shower then check in on things downstairs. You still want me to open the club at 8?" Trayden asked.

"If you wouldn't mind, and if there is any trouble than you come get me," Harvey insisted.

"Will do," Trayden nodded as Harvey kissed him deeply, the Trayden went to grab his clothes from the bedroom. After that, he entered the restroom. When the shower turned on, Harvey looked to the others with a gentle smile.

"Sorry about all that. I didn't know if you were coming or not," Harvey informed.

"We had planned to come a lot earlier, but my Dad came down with the flu, and they couldn't watch Kyle, so we had to ask Daniel if he wouldn't mind babysitting. However, since he and his fiance had a wedding thing to do, they couldn't take our son until almost 5:45 pm," Ford sighed.

"And I had to do a cover shift at work until 6 pm," Travis enlightened.

"And we would have messaged, but we didn't have your phone number, and your profile is gone," Seth told him.

"It's disabled that way none of the customers can contact me. A business thing, I'll give you my cell before you leave tonight," Harvey offered gently.

"Much appreciated. We don't want to lose contact again," Ashley said. "So, what's this whole explanation?"

"Well, that depends on how much you want to know," Harvey shrugged his shoulders.

"And that would depend on how much there is to know," Roslyn replied. "We know you own the club, just not how all of it happened. As we discovered two weeks ago, you're married, and to Trayden, which we had no idea you even swang that way,"

"Do you two have like kids or anything we don't know about?" Heather asked.

"Hah, no. There are no kids for us just yet. Perhaps sometime in the future, but right now The Edge keeps us pretty busy," Harvey chuckled a bit.

"I kind of want to know everything if that's a choice in stories. We don't even know how you met Trayden, Harv," Ashley looked at him.

"I can tell you everything that has happened since the last time we saw one another when Dragon's Cove was still around if you like," Harvey leaned against the couch. At that moment, Trayden came out of the bathroom dressed in a pair of jeans, black socks, and a simple gray polo shirt.

"Harv, have you seen my shoes?" Trayden asked.

"Try along the edge of the bed, babe. We might have kicked them under by accident when we cleaned this morning," Harvey called. Silence for a minute.

"Thank you!" Trayden replied as Harvey shook his head some. Trayden came out of the bedroom a few minutes later as Harvey grabbed his wrist, then pulled him against him while nuzzling the back of his neck. "Aren't you supposed to be telling your friends about the last four years?"

"Aren't you supposed to be going downstairs to sing in my place?" Harvey countered. "I don't see you struggling to get free of my arms,"

"Because you know I melt in them," Trayden replied. "I won't be gone long. Oh, which one am I doing?"

"That might help to know," Harvey smiled as he reached forward for his tablet, tapped a few things, then scrolled. "Looks like; I've Got A Feeling," he informed.

"Got it," Trayden said as Harvey kissed his husband for a minute before releasing the hold he had on Trayden. "Love you,"

"Love you more," Harvey said as Trayden went to exit the house. "Alright, the beginning is when Dragon's Cove started falling, it began to have some issues back in 2010, and we'd been-," Harvey stopped short when Trayden yelled. "First Dad, now you?!" Harvey stood quickly and moved to the door where he saw a woman there; black hair with hazel eyes.

"Trayden, please, just give me a moment to expl-," the woman started.

"NO! No, go away and leave me alone!" Trayden demanded. The female reached for Trayden as he flinched away, then held his head. Harvey could see that his husband was afraid to be hurt again, that meant it was time for him to step in. Harvey stepped between the woman he assumed was Rebecca Nyght, Trayden's mother.

"It's time for you to leave," Harvey said.

"I need to speak to my son," Rebecca insisted.

"Well, my husband has made it clear he doesn't want to see you," Harvey mentioned.

"Please? I know that my husband came a few weeks ago and hurt him. I-I only want to see if he's alright," Rebecca tried.

"Trayden will be fine if you leave; he has me, he doesn't need you and your abusive husband," Harvey retorted.

"Okay, punish Drake, but not me! I love my son, please believe me?" Rebecca stepped forward.

"Love him? You expect me to believe you love Trayden?! I said it to your husband, and I will repeat it to you; don't lie to my face. I know everything you put Trayden through while he was growing up, and I will not allow him to be hurt again," Harvey said firmly. "You abused and neglected him! You don't love him; I do, and I prove it every day as I vowed to when we married two years ago,"

"I never hurt him!" Rebecca said quickly.

"You don't have to put your hands on someone to hurt them! You LET Drake beat up the son you claim to care about! Drake dished out the abuse, and you neglected him! You're no better!" Harvey yelled as Rebecca flinched. "Do you see your fine work!?" he motioned to Trayden's trembling figure against the wall. "This is what being in your presence does to him because of everything he suffered by you and Drake!" Rebecca looked over Trayden, and she frowned while feeling horrible. "You kicked out and disowned your sixteen-year-old son because he is bisexual!"

"That wasn't me. Drake did that; I never wanted that!" Rebecca assured.

"But you didn't stop it either! You let Drake do what he wanted, and Trayden suffered FOUR YEARS being homeless because you LET your husband kick him out! You could have stepped up, you could have stopped it from happening. You could have accepted your son, and done better as a parent by taking Trayden away from his abuser, and then done everything to make up for the years of neglect. However, you did nothing to help or protect him," Harvey scolded.

"I know I messed up. I wanted Trayden to come home, that's why I told Drake to find-," Rebecca started, but Harvey's eyes widened, then narrowed.

"You sent Drake to locate Trayden?! You sent his abusive father to bring him back. Drake beat Trayden up right downstairs in the bar two weeks ago!" Harvey yelled as Rebecca flinched at the anger. "Get out. Leave, or I will call the police for harassment," Rebecca backed up slowly down the stairs, then turned quickly while crying and hurried out. Harvey closed the door tightly before turning to Trayden and led him back into the living room.

"Is he…okay?" Heather asked.

"He will be. Give me a moment; I'm the only one who can break him out of these little panic attacks," Harvey informed as the other stayed quiet. No matter how much they wanted their story from him, they understood he was married; there were some things had respect. "Hey. Hey, it's alright, Tray," Harvey soothed with his hands holding Trayden's and making sure he could feel Harvey's wedding band. "See, I'm right here. Look at me, Love,"

"Ha-Harvey?" Trayden asked.

"You're safe, I promise. The bad people are gone. Open your eyes," Harvey instructed softly. Trayden slowly opened his eyes and locked onto Harvey standing before him. Trayden's fingers felt Harvey's ring, and the trembling began to stop.

"Why won't they leave me alone? It's been…eight years…" Trayden looked down. Harvey lifted his chin up, smiling as he did so.

"I don't know, but I vow as I did on our wedding day, that you will never have to face it alone. I am with you until death do us part, and even then, there is nothing that can keep me away from you," Harvey kissed him deeply, and then a few more following that. "I love you, Trayden,"

"I love you too, Harvey," Trayden replied as Harvey cupped his cheeks and kissed him again. However, Harvey could feel that Trayden was a little warm. Harvey touched Tray's forehead, then cheeks once more.

"Are you feeling alright, beloved?" Harvey asked him. "I think you're running a fever,"

"I'm okay," Trayden said as he waved it off. "I should…get down downstairs to do that opening," he tried to walk and stumbled some as Harvey held him steady, then Trayden coughed.

"Oh no, you don't, Love. You're going right to bed," Harvey stated.

"B-But the opening," Trayden protested.

"You're sick, Tray. There is a stomach bug going around; I had it two weeks ago, remember? You need to rest, come now," Harvey smiled. "You feel weak and tired, don't you?" Trayden sighed and nodded. Harvey chuckled as he crouched down while placing one arm behind Trayden's legs, then another around his back. Finally, Harvey lifted him up bridal style, and Trayden held on. Harvey kissed his nose, then walked to the bedroom as he placed his husband down. "You get some sleep. I'll bring you a water bottle and some Tylenol. I'm right out in the living room if you need anything,"

"You're the best," Trayden smiled with a yawn. Harvey kissed his forehead, then covered him up before exiting the room. As he walked into the living room, Harvey pulled out his phone and dialed a number while grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.

"Andrew, it's Harvey. Tell Winter she is lead singer tonight. Tray is sick, and I have personal affairs to take care of. You're in charge. If there are any problems, I will come down to handle them," Harvey said. After a minute, he hung up. "Gimme just a second, guys," Harvey told his friends as he went into the bathroom to get some Tylenol for Trayden. After that, Harvey went into the bedroom to set the items down on the nightstand, and he saw his husband asleep. Harvey left the room and returned to the living room. "I'll tell you everything since the last time you saw me in that May of 2012. Get comfortable,"