A/N: Okay NOW here's the last chapter :D this has been amazing to write, and lots of thanks goes to all of you fabulous people for taking time out to sit and read this! Every little comment has made me smile because I seriously never imagined that it would be this well-received. Two things before I end this a/n, currently I'm searching for a beta-reader, all I ask is that you have good grammar skills and spelling, are willing to suggest ideas, have the time to commit to something like this, and don't be afraid to point out something if it doesn't seem right/in-character what-have-you no mercy as long as it's worded nicely and positively, second of all I'd like to point out that somewhere there's somebody in the situation that Hiccup was in. Not specifically with being asexual, but with the problem of coming out and the need to not bother anyone. Personally I have that problem of not wanting to bother anybody even when I have a problem. I'm always open to help, it won't change the world but it'll mean something to someone hopefully. Really sorry for the long a/n but I had a lot to say and typing is better than speaking for me. So here's the final chapter of Like a Corny Old Song :)

Before Hiccup knew it he woke up on Saturday, and laid happily under the warmth of blankets and the feeling of a good night's rest finally returned to him. He stayed like that until his foggy mind remembered what had happened the other day and he sat up in realization. He checked the clock and was shocked at how late he'd slept in; two o' clock was vastly different than his usual eleven or twelve at latest weekend morning wake-up. He reached for his phone and turned it back on, finding a few messages from his friends asking if he was alright, and a response from Jack.

okay, 7:00 work?

He took a second to reply back, and got up to stretch. He had five hours to get ready, prepare himself for the ordeal, and walk there. As he went off to shower, he could only hope things would work out. He couldn't imagine how things would be if they broke-up, Fishlegs had even mentioned one time that he couldn't imagine them not being a couple (and that led to Hiccup and Jack being embarrassed when Fishlegs started to talk about how obvious it was they liked each other beforehand and how he'd waited for the day they finally fessed their feelings).

It was as he was toweling off his head an epiphany hit him.

Something he had to tell Jack.

He glanced at his clock and noted that it was now only a half hour to four and he groaned at the thought of waiting any longer. He was hit with another epiphany that he probably didn't have to. He snatched up his phone again.

Is it okay if we meet up now?

Ten minutes of anticipation later Jack's reply with a 'yes' came back, and he hurried in getting dressed. He'd just finished pulling on a cardigan when he heard something hit his window, by the sounds of it a stone. He walked over to open the curtains, meanwhile another stone he assumed was thrown again and hit it. Once opened he was met with the sight of seeing Jack in his front yard, arm pulled back to throw another stone at his window. Five seconds was how long Hiccup could hold in his giggles, letting his forehead touch the window as he laughed for the first time in days. Once he recovered he opened the window, talking down to Jack,

"I'll be down in a second."

He stepped back and shut the window, grabbing his phone and walking out of his room and down the stairs. It just felt like any other date between them, as if what happened days ago never happened. He stopped to tell his dad that he was going off, and stopped once again at the front door when he remembered that this wasn't like their usual dates. Unless it was normal to have dates where your relationship hung in the balance of continuing or ending. Hiccup could only take a deep breath and let it out, sending a prayer to the gods that everything would work out, then opened the front door and stepped outside.

Jack still stood where he'd first found him looking out his window, standing in the middle of his yard with a nervous hint about his person, but instantly perked up upon seeing the other step out. He flashed a smile at him. Hiccup smiled back, and tried to figure out what to say.

He'd spent so much time trying to figure out what to say, but it was hard to find what to start with. Should he come out first and beg for forgiveness, or beg first then come out after? Should he hold off until they got to the pond or blurt everything out now? Should he proclaim his love like in those old cheesy 80's movies they'd occasionally sit down and laugh at, offer a ride on a lawn mower or bring out the old radio stored somewhere in the garage and play 'Don't You Forget About Me'? Should they run at each other in slow motion then embrace and spin in circles as they cried at finally embracing again?

But instead of doing anything whatsoever they just stared at each other, fumbling to figure what to do in sight of not having interacted normally with each other since close to a week ago.

After three minutes of mind scrambling Jack finally came up with,

"Nice weather, huh?"

Hiccup looked up at the sky, surprisingly clearer than usual and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, perfect for trying to figure out an adolescent love problem."

Jack gave an awkward chuckle, scratching at his head while he replied,

"Yeah . . . wanna get started on that?"

They did so, walking in an awkward silence for twenty minutes towards the hidden pond of Jack's. But to their nerves it didn't feel like long enough as they walked past the last few trees hiding the area and gazing out across it, both of their hearts pounding as the moment of truth came. They stood for a second, until Hiccup managed to wave with an arm at the pond shore,

"Um, maybe we should-"

"Oh yeah, sure, good idea."

They both plopped themselves down, watching the water ripple for the longest time as they tried to figure what to say after, well everything.

Hiccup found himself absently dragging his finger through the dirt, making loops and swirls in an effort to ease his frantic mind, when Jack spoke suddenly,

"Sorry for leaving like that. . . "

The brunette looked up, watching as Jack picked up a nearby stone, slightly bigger than a quarter and fiddling with it.

"It was a pretty dickish move I pulled that whole time, just, the idea that I made you feel like that-"

"No you never did!"

Blue eyes darted over to him, shocking him at the sudden attention, as he stumbled to continue,

"I-I never felt like that at any time with you. It just, the idea of doing that really. . . I mean it's basically just groaning like an animal and sweating everywhere, really doesn't sit very well with me,"

Jack gave a half-hearted laugh at the sight of Hiccup's look of disgust, dropping his stone and hooking his arm around a propped up knee.

"I understand it's for the pleasure and the natural cycle of life, but it's just not like that for me."

Another silence passed before Jack clucked his tongue and hesitantly spoke,

"Sooooo. I'm right to assume that you're . . . ?"

Hiccup blinked and cast a side-long glance at him, nodding,

"Um, yeah, I'm asexual."

The other nodded, and he was surprised at how anti-climactic it turned out.

". . . So. . . you know what being asexual is . . . ?"

Jack nodded again, leaning forward to drag the tips of his fingers in the water.

"Yeah, I kinda went to talk with a friend after all . . . that happened. She explained that there was a possibility that you were like that."

"So you you're fine with . . . having none of that? Never doing anything that intimate? Ever?"

He looked back at the other, allowing a smile to show.

"Yeah, if you'd prefer not to, I'm fine with it. I don't want to make you do anything that you're not comfortable with."

The brunette gave a half-hearted smile, looking down at his hands in his lap, throat going dry as he timidly asked,

"So you don't think that, I need to have sex to really know, or want to break up with me for somebody who'll do all that for you?"

Jacks response was immediate, twisting his torso to better shoot him a look.

"Like hell I'd do any of that! You're just being yourself, your skinny, freckly, asexual self, and me and the whole world have no right to say any different."

A long silence stretched between them after that, broken when Jack gave a nervous chuckle.

"Well, at least our parents won't have to worry about us getting any STDs or having babies."

Hiccup gave an airy laugh, nodding in agreement.

"There's a plus to being asexual, never having to worry about impregnating the other."

"Except that one thing you had to click on to read."

"Okay how was I supposed to know that it would escalate into the girl giving birth to a human and dragon mixed baby? I already said I was sorry for scarring you for life!"

"Still not forgiven."

The playful banter dropped suddenly, remembering the current situation, and Hiccup played with his fingers in his lap as he meekly spoke up,

"So . . . do you forgive me, for this whole mess?"

Jack removed his hand from the water and wiped it off on his pants leg, scooting himself back and angling himself to to face Hiccup, bringing their faces closer together.

"I forgave you the moment I saw your face in the window."

Then they were kissing and Hiccup was so relieved he could cry but found himself too busy melding his lips with Jack's chapped ones. They broke for air and he remembered what he'd realized back when he was drying off from his shower and now was as good a time as any to say it.

These simple words always meant way more than they said. It was something that put You make me happy You make me smile You make me feel special I care for you I want to spend the rest of my life with you all into three small words and he never realized how much they meant to himself until now.

His mother said it to him once after an incident that left a scar on his chin; he could only remember that it had scared her badly. He could remember how tightly she clutched him and whispered those words like a mantra, petting his hair down.

His father had done the exact same thing the moment he'd woken up after the forest fire in a hospital bed, disoriented and shocked at the loss of his leg until he'd been engulfed by his parent and faintly heard those words.

Those were the words he'd said to Toothless, when his father had at first refused the mutt to be brought to the household, and he sat crying in his room and he'd been afraid of losing his only best friend that day.

Now he said it to Jack because that's what he truly felt for him. He was the only person to make him snort and giggle in the roughest of times, make him feel like that one in a million every time they held hands, and had that want to grow old with him into their cynical grampa years because he didn't want to miss a moment with him.

"I love you."

The moment froze in time, light pants filling the little space between them along with the words Hiccup had breathed out, forest green eyes boring into icy blue ones in search for some kind of response.

Jack's face stayed a blank slate until it broke out into a grin,

"I love you too."

Then they were kissing again, but this time easing to the ground below, with full intention of staying there longer. There was no care for time, only the need to bask in these new found feelings and have them savor it.

After they were kissed breathless, they were content to lay there for much longer, each throwing an arm lazily over each other and tangle legs together and finally breathe now that the crisis was averted.

A sudden rumbling of a stomach broke the tranquil silence.

". . . Well that was a mood-killer."

Hiccup couldn't help the bark of laughter as he swatted a hand at his boyfriend.

"Sorry that I haven't eaten a proper anything since lunch Monday!"

Jack blinked at the information, sitting up.

"Seriously? You're already ninety pounds; you don't need to get any thinner."

He stood up and dusted off the seat of his pants (and don't think that Hiccup didn't take a moment to have some appreciation for that booty because boy he doooooooo have the booty) before leaning down to pull Hiccup up.

"Shall I recommend the one place I'm guaranteed to have enough to pay for both of us because everywhere else is way too expensive?"

"I take that recommendation with open arms."

As they walked away Hiccup smiled at how seamlessly they slipped back into things, happy to feel Jacks cool fingers laced together with his own freckled ones once again.

Later as they downed burgers and fries with yet again flat soda he asked Jack what had interested him about the jukebox located in the semi-bar.

"Just this song somebody picked out, and it's like the cheesiest thing ever."

Hiccup took a second to listen to the lyrics, grinning after a while.

"True it is, but you gotta admit how accurate it explains teenage romance."

Jack rolled his eyes as he sat back in their booth, grabbing hold of the ketchup bottle and drizzling it all over his new set fries.

"Are you saying our relationship is like a corny old song?"

Hiccup laughed as Jack took one of the plain fries and balanced it on his upper lip, pursing them together to form a comical duck face in an effort to keep the fried potato in its spot.

"What relationship isn't?"

Hiccup hadn't expected anything for this particular day, the only thing that made it stand-out was the fact that it had been half a year since he and Jack had started their relationship, and they weren't really all for celebrating even month anniversaries between them. That was the one teenage love cliché they were happy to avoid. Or at least that's was what he thought until lunchtime.

Everybody he usual sat with had just arrived, bearing lunch trays and lunchboxes, and happily chatted away, but there was something about how Fishlegs kept on biting his lip to keep random giggles under control and how Astrid shot him a smile every time they talked and how Tuffnut and Ruffnut kept on passing glances between him and Jack, and the firmly plastered smirk on his boyfriends face.

He got up to toss out his trash, unaware of the action happening behind his turned back as everybody swiped their things off the tables while Jack climbed up on top of it.

He'd just finished throwing his waste into the receptacle as a loud voice made him jump and whirl around and stare in shock at the sight of Jack with hands cupped to his face as he practically screamed,

"FELLOW STUDENT BODY, CAN I GET YOUR ATTENTION?"

Silence followed immediately after, and Jack grinned as he threw his arms out in gesture.

"I pause you from your lunch to perform a trick,"

Hiccup gasped as Jack waved a hand over to him,

"Watch as I make my boyfriend change colors in less than forty seconds and possibly shatter all your ear drums from what I'm about to horribly sing!"

He cleared his throat before looking back over at Hiccup and warbling out in a true to his word horribly exaggerated singing,

"Hey we've been dating, for half a yearrrr now, and I really love you,"

He held out his arms, Astrid off to the side threw five wrapped up red roses into them, and held them out to Hiccup with a smile leaning more towards hopeful as he finished,

"So prom maybe?"

Hiccup sat stunned for a moment, then ran at Jack (who'd had the right idea to climb down off the table) and slammed into him, burying his face into the crook of his neck as he squeaked out a yes and smiling like a fool as Jack hugged him back and the whole room broke into applause.

Later on as he viewed the video Fishlegs had taken, he found he had indeed changed colors in the amount of time his prom date had said, denying the offer for a copy of it because he knew that even with amnesia he'd still remember that moment.