Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD, RoTG, Tangled, Frozen or any other character you'll recognize in here. I only own any OC's that I may place in here..

AN: Because the last chapter was so short and I took forever to post it, I figured I'd post this one early for you guys.

This one you'll find out a bit about Dagur's past, and there's a little bit of Dagcup in here. Also, I suppose I should put a warning for mentions of sexual harassment, drug use and attempted rape.

Tangled Up With Cupid

Chapter Twelve; Adjusting Relationships

Anna meet's Jack at the door with a hug, nuzzling her face into his neck and telling him how much she's missed him. Which, it's only been a few days, it's not like it's been a few weeks or something. He lightly peels her off him once the hugs lasted a little longer then it should. Taking his hand, she tugs him into her house.

It's very neat, every inch of the place clean. With his hand still held in hers, Anna leads him towards the living room. She's clearly excited with him being there, talking a mile a minute about everything that's happened lately. He's surprised that Elsa isn't hiding around somewhere, ready to rip her sister's hand out of his and tell him that she doesn't approve of the relationship.

Which, would kind of make things easier on him.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Anna questions when she sits down on the purple couch in the living room.

He sits next to her, tugging his hand free and allowing it to rest on his lap. "I need to talk about us, Anna."

She blinks, a little confused with his words, before nodding her head. Leaning back, he's got her full attention. Though he feels very nervous now that he does, and he shifts a little uncomfortably on her couch. Maybe he should have thought over what he'd say exactly, before he asked to come over to her house. But well, Jack isn't much one for thinking first before doing something.

"Alright, look.. I know you probably enjoyed the date we had last week, and I did too.." he begins. She's smiling, nodding her head as she waits for him to continue. "But, I don't think a relationship between us is going to work out."

"What?"

He sighs, reaching back to scratch the back of his head. His hand wants to tug his hood over his head, kind of hide himself away because he's starting to feel like an ass as the smile on her face slowly begins to fall. He just wanted to be honest with her!

"I didn't feel anything, when you kissed me." he says in hopes that maybe she'll understand. "I thought it would work out, but there's just not as much in common as we thought there was. I like you, I do. But I only like you as a friend, nothing more."

Her shoulder's have sagged and she's got a small frown on her face. She slowly nods her head, scooting so that she's sitting on the edge of her couch. She's really upset about this, and he only feels worse as he watches her try to blink away tears. She shrugs her shoulders though, giving a tiny laugh. Maybe, she's taking this better then he thought?

"I guess I can see where you're coming from," she says.

Really? This was all it took?! Jack wants to kick himself for being so stupid, why hadn't he just told her all of this earlier? And honestly, it feels like this weight has been lifted off of him and he feels like he can really relax. Smiling, Anna turns over to him, leaning close to press a small kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you, for coming to tell me this Jack."

He smiled, reaching up to ruffle her hair, "Hey, no need to thank me."

Standing up, the two are shocked by a small growl. Blushing, Anna wraps her arms around her stomach. Giving a laugh, Jack stands up as well. Maybe they could at least go out for a bite to eat, as friends. Friends go out to eat all the time.

"I know this really nice restaurant down the street." she tells him.

He smiles, not really caring as long as they grab something to eat. Excusing herself to go ask Elsa if she wants to go eat with them, Jack watches Anna leave the room. Moving over to the fireplace in the room, he looks at the pictures hanging next to it. There's one with who he guesses are Anna's parents, with a younger Anna standing in front of them holding another small girl's hand. While they both seem to have the same pair of blue eyes, Elsa's hair is a more platinum blonde white Anna's is a strawberry blonde.

And both girl's in this picture look so happy standing next to each other, even in the next picture that shows both girls building a snowman together. It's strange though, because from what Anna's been telling him, Elsa's been very distant from her. But they look like they love each other in these pictures.

Maybe he'll ask her about Elsa.

. . . .

As soon as he had come home early from school, Hiccup had ended up taking a nap. Maybe that's all he really needed though, because he feels a little refreshed after getting one. He's got the house to himself, and he's already called his mom and told her that he left school early because he wasn't feeling well.

So he lied about being sick, so what? If he had to sit through another terrible pick up line by his cousin, he probably would have ended up emptying the contents of his stomach all over the lunch table. Which, hey, the twins would have gotten a good kick out of.

Wandering into the kitchen, he rubs at his neck. His eyes are still kind of complaining, and his body misses the warmth of his bed. But he didn't really eat anything all day, and he's starving. Opening one of the cabinets, he looks at what they have, which isn't really much recently. Usually Val tries to keep the kitchen stock piled with stuff, but with the hours she's been getting lately, she hasn't really had time to go grocery shopping.

Maybe he'll ask Astrid if he can borrow her car. He can get the shopping done and maybe he can pick something out for dinner while he's out at the store.

Pulling his phone out, he's opening the contacts list on his phone when there's a knock on the door. Wait.. He slowly lowers his phone, looking into the direction of the front door. He hasn't dialed Astrid's number yet, so thee's no way that she could have shown up that fast. Searching the kitchen, he grabs a hold of the nearest item.

A frying pan.. Well, Rapunzel would be proud.

Placing his phone onto the counter, he grips the handle of the frying pan with both hands. He's not really sure why he's on edge, there could be a number of people knocking on his door. And really, if it was a burglar or something, why would they knock in the first place? 'knock knock, let me steal all of your shit!'

He lowers the item a little, but still holds onto it in case. Hey, maybe burglar's are getting brave and deciding to be a little polite before they start taking stuff. Maybe he could invite the burglar for dinner before he steals everything.

Slight relief washes over him when he opens the door, but he's quickly on edge again when it's Dagur standing there. The red head obviously hadn't been kidding when he said he knew where Hiccup lives. An eyebrow raises when the older male takes in the frying pan held in Hiccup's left hand, before his eyes meet Hiccup's.

"Did I catch you in the middle of something?" he asks, voice surprisingly soft.

Even though Hiccup hasn't known him for long, he can tell there must be something wrong with Dagur. "Ah, no, I was just.." he lifts the pan a little, looking at it before letting his arm drop. "I was about to make something to eat, you wanna come in?" he asks, stepping to the side to allow Dagur inside.

"I actually wanted to see if you wanted to go for a walk." Dagur informs him.

"Oh, alright." Hiccup shifts a little. "Well, come inside and give me a minute to get my shoes on."

Dagur steps inside the house, following Hiccup as the freckled teen goes to put the frying pan back. The other boy is strangely quiet, which is different since the last time he saw Dagur. Maybe he's afraid that if he says something, Hiccup might run off? He doesn't even try to touch Hiccup, which is really a relief because Hiccup doesn't know if he could fend him off.

Because really, what are the chances he can? He allowed the boy to do what he did before, and he kissed Jack. So obviously, he'll allow anyone to do anything to him. Might as well just whore himself out on the street corner.

Torch is uncertain about him when they walk into Hiccup's bed room, but Dagur doesn't pay the cub any attention. He leans against the doorway, arms crossed as he watches Hiccup slip his shoes on. He's walking back towards the front door as soon as Hiccup's slipping his second shoe on, and Hiccup trips a little as he tries to follow after and get his shoe completely on.

Locking up the house, Hiccup shoes his keys into his jacket pocket as he moves to walk by Dagur's side. He hasn't said a word, and Hiccup's a little nervous now with the silence that settles over the two.

Hiccup's home is a little secluded, which is needed with the job his mom has and the few times she brings one of the animals back home with her. There's no neighbor to wake up from a wolf howling, or the possibilities of an animal escaping and slipping into a grumpy old man's yard. His closest neighbor is a crotchety old man named Mildew, who keeps his distance as long as the Haddock family keep theirs. But there's times he comes to complain just to complain.

They're about to hit the forest trail Hiccup use to use when walking dogs, and he's become a little fidgety with the silence. Is Dagur trying to get him far from home to like, kill him and stash away his body?

"So," Hiccup speaks up, trying to kill the silence.

Dagur looks up, eyes wide as if he's almost forgotten about the other male. He moves to walk a little closer to Hiccup, his shoulder bumping against his from time to time. Their hands brush and Hiccup moves it away, but Dagur grabs a hold of it, twining their fingers.

"I had a fight with my parents," Dagur informs him as they begin walking down the trail. "I just needed to get out of there."

Oh wow. Alright, Hiccup's not sure how he should respond to that. He's had a few fights with his own parents, but usually he just shut himself into his bedroom. He doesn't think he's ever gone out to hang out with someone he hardly knows. He simply gives Dagur's hand a light squeeze, as if trying to comfort him and let him know that Hiccup is listening.

"I'm sure as you saw at home, I don't really get along with my mother." Dagur continues, thumb rubbing circles into the back of Hiccup's hand. He's being very gentle with him, which is nice. "My sister hated her, and I was so jealous when she got married young and moved away from home. It only made my mother's anger direct fully onto me, since she didn't have my sister to yell at."

"She always yelled at me when I was younger, but then it became worse when her boyfriend on the side got her into drugs. My dad's too much of a freakin' softy to have an issue with it, even allowed her boyfriend to stay at the house on occasions and he got my dad doing drugs as well."

He pauses, not just his words but stops walking as well. Hiccup wets his lips, watching Dagur as he just blankly stares at him. He's caught off guard when Dagur leans down to kiss him, but he doesn't push him off. He just stands there and allows him to kiss him. His arms wrap around Hiccup's waist, pulling him closer.

"Then one night, when I was 14, she slipped into my bedroom. I didn't know what she was doing, I just kind of figured maybe everyone's parents did it. She'd start touching me," and as an example, he reached down to cup Hiccup through his jeans. "I never went to anyone about it though, I love my mom."

"But, there's help out there for you and her.." Hiccup tries to say.

Dagur shakes his head, moving his hand back up and around Hiccup's waist. "They won't help her, they'll just take her away. But I know my mom is in there somewhere, the one who hates what she's done to me."

Hiccup frowns a little at what Dagur's telling him. It's sweet, to see how Dagur doesn't want to lose his mother and wants to help her. But if he's getting into fights with her, and if she's well.. Doing things a mother shouldn't be doing, then maybe he should at least put distance between them. He's in college, he could always get an apartment or something.

Sighing, Hiccup shrugs his shoulders. "So, what are you going to do?"

"Good question, brother."

"Brother?" Hiccup questions the title Dagur has given him.

Chuckling, Dagur nods his head, slipping his hands down to grab onto Hiccup's ass and pull him closer. Hiccup can't help but give a gasp, pressing himself flush against the other boy in a way to escape Dagur's hands. The gentleness, the Dagur that was being exposed to him earlier seems to have slipped away and now before him is the Dagur that took him to that room in the basement.

Lips are placed against his own, green eyes widening as Dagur picks him up off his feet and he wraps his leg's around him to try and keep from falling to the ground. Dagur's hands hold him close, carefully lowering himself so that he can lay Hiccup down on the dirt path.

Hiccup isn't going to go through this again, no. Especially not out in the middle of nowhere. He pushes at Dagur's chest, pulling his head away as he shoves the other boy off of him. Dagur's caught off guard, probably not use to other people rejecting him. Pulling himself to his feet, Hiccup pants as he places some space between them.

"You can't keep, doing this!" he snaps, motioning around them.

Green eyes narrow as Dagur sits up, glaring at Hiccup. He's not backing down though, he's not going to allow Dagur to do anything to him again. He felt like trash the last time, he didn't like feeling like that, and he doesn't want to feel like that again.

"Hiccup, you're making a dire mistake." Dagur says as he slowly brings himself to his feet.

Is he threatening him? God, this guy is deranged or something. First he's all sweet, and then he'd turned into some horny teenager who needs to force himself onto like, the first person he's close to. And now he's taken on this threatening atmosphere, slowly approaching Hiccup and bringing his fist up as if he's about to strike him.

Hiccup stands his ground, he's use to taking a punch. He's had Snotlout and his friend's kick and punch him so much in middle school, it won't be any different now if Dagur hits him. And he's had his dad teach him a thing or two, he's pretty sure he can throw a pretty decent punch back.

"I bore my soul to you, Brother."

"I am not your brother," Hiccup answers him.

Dagur moves closer, pulling his fist back and Hiccup prepares himself for the hit.

. . . .

Anna smiles up at the blonde male that set's her food down, and while she looks down at her food, Jack takes notice of the blush that comes to the boy's face. He's a little bulkier then Jack, with a head full of blonde hair and soft brown eyes that has clear adoration.

"Thanks Christopher," Anna says, eyes lifting again to meet the blonde's.

His blush darkers, turning his face away so she can't see it. "It's ah, Kristoff," he corrects her.

Blinking, she looks to the name tag on his shirt. Sure enough, there is his name written right there. She flushes, apologizing for mistaking his name. He shrugs his shoulders though, questioning if her or Jack need anything else before he goes.

"I'm good," Jack says.

Kristoff aims one final look towards Anna before he's walking away. Jack looks to his food, glad that he can finally get something in his stomach. Anna's already started to dig into her own food, giving noises of appreciation when she takes a bite out of her burger.

"So," Jack begins, pausing to take a bite of his own burger. He's surprised with the taste, coming to find that this is probably the best burger he's ever tasted. "Do you come here often?" he asks.

Giving a small giggle, Anna nods before swallowing the food in her mouth. Her parents brought her and Elsa here a lot as children, and sometime's they'd run off and play with Kristoff because he's the bosses son. She really wishes Elsa could have joined Jack and her though, it would have been nice to share a burger and fries like they use to.

"My parents would bring me and Elsa here," she tells him.

"Oh, wow. I'm surprised your sister didn't want to join us then," he says, giving a small frown.

Elsa had come out with Anna before they left, acting polite as she greeted Jack. It was strange to see her wearing some purple gloves though, and she wouldn't take his hand when he offered it out to her. Anna claims she thinks Elsa has some sort of germ problem, and she wears the gloves to keep her hands clean.

She didn't stay long though, only told Anna she wanted her home and that she'd be calling the police if her sister ran off to elope with Jack. He tried to tell her that he was only friends with her sister, but she walked away before he could tell her.

"Yeah, well. I'll see if Kristoff can let me take a burger home for her."

"Do you know Kristoff?" he asks.

She blinks, before giving a small blush. "Me and Elsa played with him as children. But he was always being a little mean, telling me that boys picked their noses and stuff," she crinkled her own nose in distaste.

Jack gives a laugh at that, remembering telling Emma the same thing to try and stop her from dating Jamie. Didn't work, but boy had Jamie's face been red as he stuttered at an attempt to tell Jack to shut up because he was ruining his chances of being with the girl.

"But he's nice," Anna adds with a smile. "Oh! And he had a pet reindeer once!"

. . . .

His lip is split open, and he's sure there's got to be a bruise slowly forming on his cheek. But he feels he's doing alright, for it really being his first fight against someone. Dagur is breathing hard, nose bleeding from a hit Hiccup managed to land. But he's not worn out, and he comes again at Hiccup and the freckled boy is too late to see the kick until it's landing into his ribs and sending him to the ground.

Dagur's quickly got him pinned, tugging his arms behind his back and holding his wrists in his hands. Hiccup grimaces as he tries to move, but Dagur's body is pressing hard down on his.

"Now, where were we before?" Dagur questions, pushing Hiccup's leg's apart with his knee.

"No, Dagur. Dagur, stop!" Hiccup yells, wiggling as he tries to escape.

"Shh," Dagur whispers, leaning up to brush his lips against the side of Hiccup's neck. "I promise, it'll feel good. Better then what I did last time."

This isn't how it was suppose to go. This isn't how Hiccup pictured his first time having sex, pinned to the ground by Dagur in the middle of a path in the forest. There's no one nearby to hear him if he calls for help, and he can't free his arms to get his cellphone and call for help. He bites at his bottom lip, giving a low noise in the back of his throat as Dagur reaches down to unbutton his pants.

What was that? A cliffhanger.

Well, that just won't do huh? I suppose we'll find out in the next chapter.