Thanks to everyone who weighed in on the whole parent thing last chapter... I'm not saying anybody is right or wrong, but please don't assume that your experience is the only one that happens.
As an openly queer person, I've encountered the full spectrum of human response from people who don't think I should even exist. So while all the conservative people you know might be lovely, my experience is not that.
-HTTYD-
Astrid moving in to his house was surreal. Hiccup was still trying to wrap his head around such a thing as he helped move boxes of clothes and books and Odin only knew what else from his dads truck up to the spare room. In a rare moment, the two teens were left alone while the parentals hustled off to talk about dinner.
"Astrid?"
Hiccup approached her carefully, not wanting to distress her when so much had happened to her today. Like being disowned by her parents because of him.
"Yeah?"
She seemed to sigh the word, sounding close to defeated.
"I uh... I just wondered. What changed your mind?"
"Oh. I uh... I guess I was so fixated on making sure my parents didn't find out, that I never really stopped to think about what anything else."
"And then they found out."
"And I started to think how it's terrible timing and that I'm terrified, and that this is in no way how I would have chosen to do this... but I still wanted to do it."
Hiccup couldn't deny a spark of happiness, equal parts petrified and exhilarated by the news Astrid was planning to keep the baby. He owed his parents so much gratitude he couldn't even word it for simply taking it all on board and being willing to step in and ensure Astrid got a choice in having her child.
"I'm glad. I'm gonna support you any way that I can, I swear."
"I should think so, this is fifty percent your fault..." Astrid trailed off, stared out of the window in thought before she turned back toward him "I don't know how to thank your parents for this."
"A simple thank you will suffice" Valka's head poked through the doorway, surveying the two teens "now would you like to come downstairs so we can arrange dinner?"
Astrid nodded, jaw tensing and relaxing.
"Thank you."
Hiccup watched his mother smile widely, reaching out to ruffle her sons hair and he rolled his eyes at the gesture.
"I know you're taller than me but I'm not a baby anymore."
"You'll always be my baby son. And you'll be learning that soon enough for yourself!"
They headed downstairs, following Hiccup's mother to the pizza menu Stoick had spread out across the table, jotting down bits of his order.
"Ah, there ye are. Do you like pizza Astrid?"
She nodded stiffly, having spent a fair bit of time in the Haddock house Hiccup had hoped she might not feel so alienated. That didn't appear to be the case just yet. His parents would soon sort that out, he knew. They would all but completely absorb Astrid into the Haddock family, whether she opted to be Hiccup's girlfriend or not.
They ought to talk about that.
But not just yet.
"She eats the same pizza as me dad."
"That true lass?"
The blonde head nodded, fiddling with a loose thread on her t-shirt.
"That works out jus' fine. We'll just pop out and pick up dinner. You two behave yourselves now... although I suppose ye cannae get into any more trouble."
"Stoick! A little tact would not kill you."
"But mom might."
Again, the two were left with each other. Toothless huffed, nudged Astrid's leg and she reached to pet him almost mechanically. Hiccup tried to think how to say something that wouldn't pressure her.
"You uh, wanna watch some TV?"
"Sure."
Hiccup put a respectful amount of distance between them on the sofa, handed Astrid the controller to peruse the selection available. She looked across the space left as some form of title music sequence started up, biting her lip and Hiccup reminded himself they weren't in bed, and she probably wasn't doing it to make his pulse rise.
"Were you serious before?"
"About what?"
"Us. Dating."
"O-oh. Definitely. You were the one who said we couldn't actually date. I woulda taken you out before taking you to bed."
Astrid hummed, then crawled along the sofa and situated herself under Hiccup's arm.
"I don't want to immediately jump into anything in case it's the whole baby thing, but... I'll think about it. I'm staying in my own room though."
That suited him. Hiccup shifted himself to get comfortable, and Astrid settled quickly in the new position.
"That's totally fine by me. I should warn you, my mom is totally gonna do bed checks and crack jokes if you're not in your own bed when she looks. Even if its cus you were in the bathroom. My parents are terrible. Wonderful, but mad."
"You just dropped that you got someone pregnant and they didn't miss a beat. I'll take any joke that they can throw at me."
Hiccup smiled, dared to lean over and press a kiss to Astrid's hair. She hummed, wriggled closer and threw an arm over his waist.
"I don't want anybody else finding out just yet."
"I figured as much. Your secret is safe with me."
Those fifteen minutes of quiet were honestly pretty perfect to Hiccup, barely even noticing the TV screen as he watched Astrid relax against his side.
Then his parents returned, cardboard boxes steaming and smelling delicious as the kitchen became a flurry of filling plates with slices and side orders. Enough encouragement from all three had Astrid taking some of the chicken wings and garlic bread at last, and she even sat next to Hiccup at the table. He smiled around a mouthful of cheese and toppings every time her leg brushed his.
"Glad to see ye got a good appetite."
Astrid frowned slightly at Stoick.
"You know eating for two is a myth, right?"
Hiccup watched his father nod, pluck a bit of pepper from his beard.
"Aye. I just meant cus we all like our food."
Though Hiccup knew his parents must have had a mountain of questions, they made themselves scarce after dinner. They were probably listening in from the other side of the door, wondering if anything interesting would be said as Hiccup and Astrid cleaned up from eating - Astrid insisted, and Hiccup stayed to help.
"Dad didn't mean anything by it. We're Vikings. He's just glad you don't gnaw on a lettuce leaf while we eat steak."
Astrid nodded tightly, wiping stray vegetables into a pile so she could throw them in the bin.
"I'm still adjusting to the fact I've left home and I'm pregnant at seventeen. Guess I'm a bit touchy."
"That's ok. They aren't gonna suddenly turn you out because you're rolling on a learning curve."
Hiccup folded the pizza boxes down to recycle, turned to get the next one and found himself with an armful of Astrid. He flailed for a second before realising it was a hug, returning it eagerly.
"I'm scared."
It was barely a whisper, but an admission all the same.
"Me too. But we'll figure it out, ok? You're safe here."
Astrid nodded, squeezed at his waist before stepping back, wiping at wet eyes. Hiccup didn't bring the tears up, certain it would only earn him a punch in the arm.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
They loaded up the dishwasher together, Hiccup wiped the sides and the kitchen was returned to it's usual tidy-but-lived-in state. Astrid made a sort of "ahh" sound of discovery when the tub of cinnamon-and-orange biscuits came out, laughing when Hiccup looked to her for answers.
"Your house always smells like cinnamon. I never knew why."
"Oh. Yeah. Haddock biscuits. Ye olde family recipe and all... I'll teach you sometime."
Astrid smiled prettily, took some of the proffered biscuits and leant slightly against Hiccups side. Apparently 'nobody knowing' had stopped including his parents.
"Soooo, you've been to our house before lass?"
The teens shared a look, then schooled their face to as innocent as possible.
"Y-yeah. You saw her here the other day! When she came to tell me about being pregnant."
His parents absolutely did not believe him, he could tell by the looks on their faces. But they let it slide, relaxing around the TV with tea and biscuits and similar couple-cuddle positions as Valka leant into her husbands side, beefy arm wrapped around sparrow-like shoulders. It and easy, and Astrid blended into their evening ritual seamlessly.
"Right, it's bed for me! Ya comin' Val?"
"I'll be along in a minute my dear."
Stoick smiled at his wife, stretched as he stood up and scratched absently at his beard.
"Hiccup. A word, lad?"
Not really wanting to lose the soft, warm Astrid curled into his side, Hiccup regretfully got up and followed his father out of the room. Hopefully his mom wouldn't talk her ear off.
"What's up dad?"
"Now, I'm not naive. If she spends e'ry night she stays here in her own bed, I'll eat my helmet. But... keep the noise down, eh lad?"
Spluttering, Hiccup's face flamed as his dad left him there, chortling to himself about embarrassing his son. Shaking his head, Hiccup filled a glass of water in an attempt to cool his hot face down. As he sipped it, the women left the living room too.
"Goodnight son. Goodnight Astrid."
Hiccup got his usual goodnight forehead kiss and hug from his mother, smiling fondly as she headed up to bed. Astrid waited to hear the sound of climbing stairs fade before addressing Hiccup.
"What did your dad want to talk to you about?"
He choked on his water, face burning again at the reminder. Astrid thumped his back to clear his airway, waiting expectantly.
"He uh... he told me to keep the noise down."
"Oh. Oh."
Astrid giggled to herself, obviously enjoying Hiccup's mortification. She took the glass from his hand, placing it down on the side and sliding her fingers around his wrist.
"I'll do my best."
Blinking, Hiccup allowed himself to be led to his room by the gorgeous blonde girl and did his best not to stumble behind her. His bedroom door closed behind them, and Astrid pushed him back against the door with a hand, then took a few steps away from him and started to undress. Hiccup could only stare, riveted by the increasing amount of lightly freckled skin on display.
Her stomach was still flat and toned, though that would change in the coming months. Astrid beckoned him toward the bed and Hiccup didn't need asking twice, surging against her to kiss the smiling lips. He sucked her plump lower lip between his own for a second, pink becoming reddened as they kissed again. Astrid's fingers tickled his hips before pushing up his top, stripping it off of him and starting on the rest of his clothes.
A hot, slim hand wrapped around his erection as his underwear fell with his bottoms, making Hiccup gasp and buck into her grip. Astrid let him nudge her onto his bed, waiting as Hiccup stepped free of his pooled clothing, then crawled up on the bed between trembling, muscled thighs.
"Is this ok?"
After everything that had happened, Hiccup wanted to make sure Astrid wasn't just doing this to distract or escape from negative feelings. She fixed him with her big blue eyes, nodding and lifting to allow Hiccup to remove her underwear, slipping damp cotton down off her feet and pecking a kiss on her ankle. Astrid giggled, watched hungrily as Hiccup placed kisses on her inner thigh, hooked her calf over his shoulder to prevent her squeezing her legs closed in shyness.
Dizzy with arousal from the scent and taste of hers, Hiccup worked her with his tongue until Astrid was squirming, whimpering as she tried to stay quiet. Fingers twisted in his sheets, his hair and Astrid thrust against his mouth, bucking hips chasing her orgasm. Hiccup pulled back, enjoying the way Astrid growled in frustration.
"You made me stop before, and then you came so hard... I wanna see that again."
"Then hurry up!"
Astrid hissed, grabbing at him as Hiccup wiped his mouth messily and crawled up her body. They shifted on the bed a little to ensure Astrid's comfort beneath him, then she was arching her hips and gasping into his shoulder as Hiccup pressed inside her. The no-barriers had yet to lose its intensity, threatening to blank his mind completely.
"Uhhh... fuck yes."
She breathed the words, muscles squeezing at his cock and Hiccup bucked, groaned at the sudden sensation. His every thrust was matched by her, rhythm well-practiced between them by now but Hiccup had yet to temper the lust inspired by soft curves and slim muscles, Astrid's hips fitting his hand wonderfully as toned thighs squeezed up around his waist.
"Gods Astrid, you feel amazing."
"Mmm, you too babe."
Astrid shifted her leg, lifting it up against his shoulder so Hiccup could hit her deeper and he obliged her as best he could. Her head twisted, biting at the pillow near her head to muffle her cries and he felt her quiver, tweaked a nipple with his fingers before using them on her hot little clit. Her body coiled, tightened and quaked as she came, the cords of her neck standing out as she arched and twisted beneath him in the throes of climax.
Hiccup thrust slower to carry her through the waves of pleasure, holding back the burn in his gut to watch Astrid look so utterly erotic, unashamed to show how she enjoyed the sensations inspired by their bodies together. Satisfied she was done, felt how she was loose and wet and relaxed, Hiccup sped his hips up a little until he too was coming, groans panted against her chest as he spilled into a receptive body.
They came apart slowly, and Astrid rolled with him to lie on his sweaty chest as their bodies calmed. He played absently with her braid, hoping Astrid living in his home would mean he was treated to the sight of her with her hair down more often.
"I'm gonna go clean up for bed."
"Alright" Hiccup kissed her forehead "bathrooms all yours."
Astrid got up, pulling her t-shirt and bottoms back on and carrying her underwear out in her hand. Hiccup cleaned himself up with wet wipes, pulled on fresh pyjama bottoms and waited for her to come back. He heard the toilet flush, the sink run. Then he frowned as he heard Astrid leave the bathroom, only to head to her own room and as the mattress creaked, he realised she wasn't coming back tonight.
He got up himself, heading to pee and brush his teeth. He lingered outside Astrid's room on the walk back, but the closed door sent a clear enough message and so Hiccup returned to his bed alone, curled up beneath the covers and tried not to feel dejected. He had already told Astrid she didn't have to stay in his room, he couldn't go and be upset that she took his words at face value.
The next morning, the smell of bacon merrily burning away woke Hiccup. As he sat up, he found Astrid perched on the end of his bed.
"Uh, morning?"
His voice was thick with sleep as he rubbed his eyes, noting that Astrid was fully dressed and looked far more awake than him.
"I wanted to apologise for bailing last night. I just... I needed some time to adjust to the whole 'this is my life now', and I wasn't ready for cracks from your parents about us sharing a bed just yet."
"Right. That's totally fair and I don't begrudge you that... but next time, could you tell me that?"
Astrid nodded, eyes roving up along the bed to land on his morning erection.
"Let me make it up to you?"
She slinked along the bed, and while Hiccup liked the idea very much, he didn't want her just to be trying to even some score.
"You don't have to make up anything."
"Then let me cus I want to?"
It wasn't hugely often Astrid wanted to go down on him, and he wouldn't push her, but she certainly looked eager enough then as she licked her lips to moisten them, pulling down his pyjama bottoms to free his cock. Hiccup wasn't awake enough to speak coherently, reduced to grunts and groans as Astrid sealed her lips around his tip, smirking up at him as her tongue ran along the underside of his swollen shaft.
She hummed as her head bobbed, cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder and Hiccup squirmed, whined as she swallowed around him before pulling back. Her plush lips felt divine on his oversensitive cock, running back and forth over the ridge of his glans until he was nearly cross-eyed with exquisite pleasure.
"C-close Astrid."
He warned, knowing she wouldn't be thrilled if he came in her mouth with no warning. Astrid hummed, stroked the bulk of his shaft with her slender hand and kept sucking at the swollen head. Hiccup couldn't help himself, spilling into her hot mouth and Astrid swallowed him down, even tongued his tip to check he was clean after he started to soften.
"Mmm. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day after all."
Still shaking a little, Hiccup pushed himself back into a seated position.
"Speaking of... I better get ready before dad's eaten all the bacon."
"I'll wait."
Hiccup ambled to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth after relieving a suddenly urgent bladder. Cleaned up, Hiccup pulled on a t-shirt with his pyjama bottoms and padded downstairs with Astrid in tow.
"Morning kids!"
"Morning dad. Did you send Astrid to wake me up?"
He asked, to solidify for Astrid to his parents that she hadn't spent the night with him.
"Nah, although I'm sure she'd be more effective than any alarm. Something tells me she don't come with a snooze function."
Hiccup shooed his dad away from the oven top, deposited the bacon already done onto his dads plate and started up fresh. His mother had a bowl of fruit in front of one hand, a manuscript in the other and reading glasses perched on her nose again. A perfectly average Sunday morning, except for the blonde girlfriend Hiccup had suddenly acquired.
"How much bacon do you want Astrid?"
She sat next to him at the table again, smiling between bites of bacon sandwiches, sausage and egg disappearing from her plate into her stomach. Hiccup was stuffed by the time he was done, but Astrid found room to finish his toast.
"Hey mom, how much caffeine are pregnant women allowed?"
"No more than two cups of tea or coffee a day. You're welcome to my herbal and fruit teas Astrid, or if you really enjoy your tea and coffee we can pick up some decaf today."
"Oh gods, no caffeine. I forgot about that."
"I think that's a yes Val. Not everyone can live on raspberry and rooibos like you."
"They are good for you!"
Hiccup laughed at his parents, made he and Astrid mugs of tea - she could have one, right? - alongside his moms favourite raspberry and strawberry fruit blend, and his dads strong Honduran brew.
"I've still got all my old pregnancy books, if you kids want to have a look at them?"
Astrid nodded eagerly next to him.
"That would be great, thank you. I can't... I don't know how to thank you for everything."
"We told ya lass, you're part of the clan now. Just take care of our boy and the baby. That's all we need from ye."
His dad stood, going to let Toothless out of the back door he had begun whining and scratching at to be let out.
"Anywho, we'll be off to do the shoppin'. You kids probably have homework to do."
Hiccup was all caught up, but Astrid probably wasn't. He could do some reading while she worked. They waved his parents off, Valka promising she would come back with pregnancy-vitamins for Astrid despite Astrid's protests.
"I don't want them spending excess money on me. It's weird enough having moved in."
"They want to show you're welcome here, that this is your home now. And remember that they went through fertility problems to have me, so they're both kinda wary and over-protective for the baby. This is them caring, with a little of their misplaced anxiety ramping it up."
Astrid wrapped a hand around her flat stomach, then bit her lip and nodded.
"Alright. I'll try not to bristle so much."
Hiccup smiled, slid his arm around her waist.
"Ugh. College is gonna get tricky. I'll be showing soon. Giving birth before we graduate... how is that even gonna work?"
"Mom can work from home, she's already said she'll gladly babysit."
Astrid looked at him for a long moment, then shook her head slightly.
"You're so calm."
"Because... I'm excited. And I'm happy. And I know that whatever happens, we'll figure it out. We'll deal with it."
He slid his fingers through Astrid's, felt her squeeze them tight.
"Thank you."
-HTTYD-
I know y'all want this to be a full story, but... It won't be. At most, it'll end in chapter six. It was meant to be a three-shot but I chat alot of waffle.