Something was touching him. It tickled as it grazed over the top of his head and down his cheek. He flinched, able to feel the jerky movement in his fingertips as well as his eyelids. He couldn't see. Something was wrong...why couldn't he see and where was he? Why wasn't there ground beneath him? A soft, warm breeze drifted over his features, making him twitch once more. Something was touching his chest too...Its touches were as soft as the first. Pin pricks of pain shivered over his chest, his muscles waking up all the way down his body. A small groan escaped his tightly pressed lips, eyebrows furrowing in pain as a cool drop of sweat seeped into his squinted eye.
Sudden jolts of fire shot up his left leg, forcing his eyes to shoot open as he let out a loud groan of pain. A hand gripped down on his arm, squeezing comfortingly before there was a light, moist pressure on his ankle. Tuffnut's vision focused in, spots dancing across his dim line of vision. A face started to appear, phasing in and out of focus. Milky white, freckled skin illuminated in his vision before shining emerald hues quivered to life amidst it all. The blonde let out a deep, shaking breath, feeling another small hand supporting him behind the back. "H-Hicc-up..." He groaned, shutting his eyes against the agony ripping through him. Free hand blindly shot forward, grabbing to the brunette's thin green shirt.
"Yeah, it's me...come on, you need to lay back down..." Tuffnut sucked in another sharp breath through his teeth as Hiccup tried to lean him back on the rock he had apparently been propped on. "Hu-hurts...! Don't!" The usually lithe and limber boy cried out again, burying his face in Hiccup's tense and narrow shoulder, tugging his shirt front with white knuckles. "Tuff...you have to lay back down...you broke your ankle." A throaty growl rumbled up into the back of Tuffnut's throat, making Hiccup pause his movements once again. "I said...DON'T."
Hiccup frowned down at the now glowering boy. His angular, narrow face was twisted and scrunched with pain, a cut above his eye beading blood. His father use to always tell him, "A dragon still has the power to bite once its head is cut off." He also use to always say, "A wounded dragon will fight harder than a well one." Hiccup now saw what he meant. Tuffnut was alot more volatile and dangerous now that he was wounded.
The twin took in another deep breath before simply releasing his death hold on Hiccup, dropping his back to the hard rock only a few inches beneath it. His spine arched, body twisting with the self inflicted pain, his hand clawing at the air for a comfort unseen to the other viking boy. Hiccup pressed the wet cloth a bit harder over Tuffnut's wounded ankle, pushing his free hand against the blonde's soaked forehead to push his head back with a forced gentleness. "Shhh...Tuff, you have to hold still...it'll go away if you hold still, I promise..." Hiccup bent forward, letting his lips graze over the boy's cheek hastialy, his breath as fast as his heartbeat. Tuffnut bit his teeth together again, grinding his hand into a fist before twisting his second fist into Hiccup's shirt front again.
Soon he released his breath, able to lie his head back on Hiccup's willowy arm, his pants quieting by the minuet. Hiccup held him for a moment longer, looking over the lean blonde in his arms. He was unable to stop himself from letting his eyes wander over the landscape of Tuffnut's body, twisting and curving over every muscle in his chest before blinking and quickly looking away. Tuffnut opened his eyes, frowning up at the auburn haired boy. still holding onto his shirt lightly. Hiccup turned to catch his gaze before a rose color tinted his cheeks and he looked back down at Tuffnut's wound.
"What..." Tuffnut had to take a breath before he could continue. "What happened?"