MidwestMexican - there were two references to HTTYD2 that I saw. The ending and Stoicks memory of the armoured dragons earlier on?
Spawn Hades - I blamed it on click bait that I looked at from morbid curiosity. He eventually wandered off. Probably helps that he doesn't know I write smutfic
-HTTYD-
"Hiccup!"
He jolted, turning to find Astrid looking at him strangely.
"What?"
"You've been zoning out a lot lately. Is everything ok?"
No.
"Sorry. It's an anxiety thing, my brains kind of mush."
She frowned, sitting next to him and petting his hair soothingly. Hiccup wasn't sure if he should be letting her, but Astrid wasn't a part of his maudlin, twisted thoughts so he opted to keep it that way.
"Is this because of Valka? You didn't say much about her staying here, so I haven't asked."
Yes.
"I don't know. Maybe indirectly. Think it stirred up some old feelings having... well, almost a parent here."
"Oh babe. You don't have to see her again you know? This is your choice."
Astrid was trying to be comforting, but Hiccup knew she couldn't really comfort him since she didn't really know the problem. He tried to focus on the effort itself, letting Astrid's presence soothe him.
"I know, but it's only five more days. I feel like maybe I owe Valka that."
"You don't owe her anything."
Hiccup rolled on his back, staring up at the ceiling.
"This woman chose to keep me even though it potentially meant being a single mom when she was barely outta school. Her family didn't approve. She carried me and let them cut her open to get me out, went through a decision that can't have been easy to give me up because she thought it was better for me. Then she waited eighteen years to meet me. I can give her fourteen days."
Astrid ran a finger over his forehead, drawing nonsense shapes along the skin there.
"Do you want to see her?'
"Yes" oh, that came out a little fast "it's just bringing up a lot of complicated feelings. But I can deal with all of that in therapy when she leaves again."
That was as honest as Hiccup could be without making Astrid hate him.
"Alright. But if it's too much, I'm sure she'll respect that."
"Thanks Astrid. So, is there something I'm meant to be doing?"
"It's almost time for dinner? Although I'm feeling pizza, we could order in?"
Hiccup shook his head, whirling brain crying out for a distraction. He pushed himself up, careful not to stumble on his leg as it suddenly ached. That was his own fault for standing up too fast.
"We've got all the stuff in for home made. I can have bases ready in half hour, want to make up some sauce? Whatever we don't use of it is freezable."
Astrid smiled at his sudden wind, following him to the kitchen. She couldn't cook well but brutally dicing tomatoes and garlic, then tossing that and herbs in the food whizzer was nothing. Hiccup mixed up dough and pre-baked the two bases they needed, plus a third for garlic pizza bread. Pre-cooking the bases prevented them going soggy when toppings were added.
"Alright. While they bake, you can grate the cheese and I'll dice vegetables and meat?"
"Don't forget extra garlic for the garlic bread."
"When do I ever forgot the garlic?"
Astrid shrugged, still grinning as she grabbed the cheese out of the fridge. There was grated mozzarella in a bag, but Astrid preferred cheddar. He snickered to himself listening to her grunt and swear at the cheese grater, neatly dicing up some vegetables and meat before mixing up garlic and butter to slather on one of the bases.
"Try not to drop the toppings on the floor, I know you're messy but that idiot will eat anything" he gestured at Toothless "whether its good for him or not."
"I know."
Astrid answered in a sarcastic sing-song voice, waiting for Hiccup to put a measured layer of pizza sauce on each of their bases before she proceeded to cram as much cheese, meat and mushroom as she could fit on the base. He put it back in first, since the heavy toppings would take longer to cook while he made his own and their garlic one.
"Put that in a storage tub, I'll clean up the rest."
"Thanks bro!"
"No problem sis. Let him out would ya?"
The process of making and cleaning and even the eating provided Hiccup plenty of distraction, but when he was back in bed that night, those thoughts kept coming out.
Five more days.
He was seeing Valka the next day.
Hiccup knew he shouldn't. He promised himself he would cut all contact. But... he couldn't. Not when she would be gone again soon.
The tension faded when they were actually together, Astrid dropped off at college and Toothless eagerly perched in the back seat as Hiccup drove to pick up Valka from her hotel. His fluttering belly was ignored in favour of the warmth in his chest when she smiled.
"Oh, you brought a friend!"
"Yeah, figured he could use a change of scenery. Plus I think he wanted to see you."
Toothless was well trained enough to know he couldn't get in the front of the car, but he was still yapping happily to greet Valka and ruffling excitably about the prospect of going somewhere. Hiccup made sure to set his phone alarm as a warning to go get Astrid from college, knowing he could easily lose track of time with Valka.
His stomach was doing some kind of gymnastics routine when Valka took his hand again, the touch small but intimate, the two of them walking alongside a happy Toothless through a field littered with book readers and strangers who paid them no mind.
"Do you still see your family? Do they know about me?"
Valka had said he could ask anything, and Hiccup had a habit of failing to filter his brain to mouth pathway, so questions often just tumbled out of him.
"I call my mother on birthdays and Christmas. My father died about ten years back, but we were never on excellent terms."
"How come?"
"When your father wanted nout to do with the pregnancy, my father said that was no excuse not to marry before the birth. He was very old fashioned."
"What were you meant to do? Have Stoick kidnapped and force him up the aisle?"
Valka shrugged, fingers flexing between his own but not moving away.
"I think he rather meant I should go for anyone who wanted me."
Hiccup almost kicked himself for what came out of his mouth next.
"I'm sure you weren't short of offers there."
Valka raised an eyebrow as Hiccup realised what he said, feeling his cheeks burn and burying his face in both hands.
"Gods, that came out wrong. I just- I mean. I'm going to shut up now."
When he dared peek through his fingers, Valka was chuckling into her hand and there was a light flush kissing the apples of her cheeks.
"I think that was a compliment?"
"Well yes it was. But it made me sound like I was hitting on you and well. That's... you know. Wrong."
"The sentiment is what counts. I won't hold the awkwardness I gave you against you "
"Thanks."
Valka reached for his hand again when Hiccup was done wanting the ground to swallow him up. Well. Mostly done. He let her, feeling her slender fingers interlock with his perfectly. Searching for a less embarrassing conversation topic, Hiccup realised time was wearing on.
"It's getting on a bit, I need to go get Astrid. You... you can come back with me if you want? For dinner with us."
"I would like that very much. Would you mind if I popped back to my room? I'm dying for my comfortable shoes."
Hiccup nodded, knowing the feeling even if he could only feel one of his shoes.
"Oh, not at all."
They went back to the car, bundling Toothless into the back seat before they drove back toward Valka's hotel and he cheekily used their car park since he was technically driving a guest. With a plastic sheet to protect his interior, then the weighted bowls he couldn't accidentally tip over while eating and drinking from, Toothless was all set to recover from his long walk.
"Window is open a crack and it's not too hot. You be good buddy, I'll be back in a few."
Valka went to walk away, leaving Hiccup standing outside the car to get a little fresh air while Toothless slobbered away at his drink and snack. Then she turned back.
"You're welcome to come along if you feel awkward hovering outside."
Clearly, she understood his awkwardness.
"Thanks."
He followed her, not realising until they were the only two in the lift going up to her floor how alone they were. Hiccup's heart rate picked up speed for no good reason, suddenly wishing he had stayed outside as he followed Valka into her room. She sat on her bed and took off her walking boots, letting out a sound of relief that had Hiccup thinking only one thing as his body responded in a terrible way.
Oh no.
That sound was low and throaty, and while Hiccup knew it was distinctly non-sexual in nature, everything was starting to get to him as Valka bent over to rifle through her suitcase for different shoes. When he thought it couldn't get any worse, Hiccup realised Valka was turning round and she had probably caught him looking.
"Uh, w-would you mind if I use the bathroom?"
He expected some kind of dismay after she effectively caught him checking out her ass, but Valka just smiled as she usually did.
"Not at all. Put the seat down when you're done."
Hiccup stumbled in there, clutching the sink and splashing cold water over his flushed face. He couldn't let these feelings take him over.
Four more days.
Then he could confess he was feeling sexual attraction toward his mother to a therapist who could hopefully un-pick the complicated reasons and fix his brain. Then Astrid never had to know. And Hiccup never had to disgrace himself by caving in. Or getting arrested.
Incest was illegal. His feelings were wrong. The pulse below his belt was the ultimate depravity.
So why couldn't he push the feelings aside? He hadn't understood why the term 'overwhelming' had been applied on those stories of GSA until now. Hiccup could barely think straight.
When the butterflies first started, he sought stories of others, hoping for some kind of wisdom on coping or even beating the feelings. All he found were people who described it as "love at first sight", and there were more who had given in than not. Hiccup was scared he didn't stand a chance against this twist of biology and psychology, the two melding in all the wrong ways.
"Four more days" he mumbled it to himself like a personal pep talk "you can do this for four more days."
Drying his face and flushing the toilet, then running the tap again to simulate washing his hands, Hiccup took a deep breath and stepped back out. Valka was waiting patiently, as though nothing was wrong.
Or so he thought.
"Hiccup?"
"Yeah?"
Valka came closer to him. Hiccup backed up a step on instinct, but there was a wall directly behind him. Her slender hand placed itself on his jaw, thumb rubbing the spot at the corner of his mouth she caught when she kissed his cheek before.
"Do you feel this too?"
Hiccup felt his breath hitch, not a chance Valka missed it when she was so close to him. His hands shook at his sides, his mouth dry with anxiety and he licked his lips out of habit. Those big green eyes followed the motion, and then Valka's mouth was on his.
Every reason he needed not to let this happen faded as she kissed him, fingers sliding up to rest in his hair and Hiccup felt his knees go weak. Gods, Valka felt this way too. Now he was really in trouble. His shaking hands went for her waist, pulling Valka closer as her other hand came up to rest on his shoulder. There was little finesse to the kiss; Hiccup was short on experience and if he could think, he would think Valka was lacking in practice too.
His phone alarm buzzed, shattering the moment as Valka stepped back. He needed to go, it was time to pick up Astrid.
Astrid.
Gods, what was he doing? Hiccup felt sick. How was he to face his sister when his mothers kiss burned on his lips?
"I have to go."
Running was a tough sell on a good day. Hiccup's leg ached and protested greatly, but he had still not moved so fast since he had two legs as he bolted. Falling into his car outside, Hiccup tried not to have a total meltdown. He slammed his hands on the wheel in frustration, cursing
"Fuck!"
-HTTYD-
As I said, I did research real cases of GSA and more often than not, feelings develop fast. So while even I know it's unrealistic, it's actually... realistic?