Occupational Hazard
(Set after HTTYD2)
"Well, isn't my wife looking fetching tonight?" the compliment served as his announcement that he was home, which he said as he closed the door behind him. It was well past sunset and their home was almost dim by firelight.
Astrid paused in her undressing to turn to him with a grin.
"Where have you been all evening? Your fetching wife has been serving as chief in your absence." She teased, interrupted by his welcoming kiss and arm around her waist.
"You say that as if it's out of the ordinary. I don't know why they ever gave me the title in the first place when you're clearly the woman for the job."
"Because they knew I'd do it anyway." She smirked. "You never answered my question, what've you been up to?" she began un-lacing and un-buckling his complicated outfit as they conversed.
"Oh, the usual. Sailing the skies and documenting the land. Just lost track of time and location a bit." He explained as they both fiddled with buckles.
"Sounds fun, I would've joined you if I had known." She added passively, hoping he'd agree. He retorted as he slipped off the last of his suit.
"Astrid, you know you're not in any condition to be exploring like that right now." He responded gingerly but sternly.
"Hiccup, stop treating me like I'm made of paper! I'm only a few months along!" she rolled her eyes.
"I'm not trying to, sweetheart, I just know that you're prone to be a bit fearless. I trust you to take care of yourself and I don't mean to boss you around or anything, but you know I worry." He helped her into her nightgown as he spoke.
"Oh trust me, I know that. I just want you to treat me like normal, instead of an incubator." She reasoned, then caught his eye and held his gaze with a hint of seriousness. "I'm still me, Hiccup." He sighed.
"I know that, I do. I'm just so terrified of what may happen if you were to take one nasty fall, or take a dragon tail to the stomach." She could hear the tension in his voice, so she took his jaw in the palm of her hand.
"Hey, I promise you that I'm just as protective as you are. Just… in a different way." The worry in his expression softened to a comforted smile. "Can you trust me to take care of both of us? I mean, not like you have much choice- unless you'd rather be the one carrying." She was rewarded with a laugh.
"Alright, alright. I'll try to lay off a bit. You are the toughest person I know, after all." They shared a grin before he brought her lips to his own.
"Welp, I'm ready for bed. I'm exhausted after a long day of dragon racing." She confessed playfully. He laughed as she dove into their bed, awaiting his reaction.
"Aw, come on!" he defeatedly crawled in beside her, wrapping an arm around her and holding her to his side. "There really is no slowing you down." And he pecked her temple with a hand to her risen stomach.