Lalala it's 1:30am and i'm going to regret these A/N BUT HAHAHA FUTURE ME
After about half an hour of quiet whispering and rocking of back and forth, the boy's breathing calmed slightly, and even a little more further, the boy had fallen asleep in his arms. Hiccup sighed, running his fingers through the boy's hair softly, the rocking slowly stopping.
He wondered why the boy seemed so frightened that Hiccup knew. She must've died in a pretty bad way for that reaction. Or maybe it was simply the fact that Jack did blame himself?
Hiccup frowned. He didn't see a way in which Jack could've been blamed; everything happened for a reason. Hiccup looked up as he heard the door open, only to see the large man look in surprise at the two boys tangled together on the floor, Jack asleep in Hiccup's arms.
"He started to panic, and well… When I calmed him down he fell asleep." North's expression went from shocked to surprised and slightly happy. He nodded once and though Hiccup was confused on his expression, North left and shut the door. He had only came in to check that they hadn't been doing anything… Inappropriate.
Scooping the boy in a bridal-style way, he carefully walked him over to the bed as he snuggled closer to Hiccup. Hiccup placed him on the bed, but the boy's hands never let up- instead tightened on his shirt, a frown on his face. Sighing, Hiccup rolled his eyes on thinking how cliché it was before lying in the bed and wrapping his arms around Jack's waist.
His frown instantly disappeared and a look of content filled his face as he began to lightly snore once more. Hiccup sighed and stared at the roof as he continued to think before closing his eyes and finally falling asleep.
When North entered again, (He was wary of how he left the door open) he frowned at the sight of the two cuddled up on the bed. After debating with himself, he figured at least they had their clothes on, before slipping the blanket from them (Making them stir slightly) And placing it over them.
With one last weary glance, he walked out of the room and shut over the door, not entirely shutting it.
He knew his son was gay, well, so did everyone. That was one of the many reasons they moved; people would just constantly fake being gay or just downright be cruel to him. North decided a new town would be good, start a new life to leave that one behind. So far, Jack seemed to fit in… nicely.
Giving a sigh, the man walked down to his seat, sitting down and staring blankly at the t.v, but not really watching it.
He loved his son, but he knew he needed the love of someone else as well. After what happened with Emma and his family, Jack needed all the love he could. It took a while for him to warm up to North, and even longer to stop the flinching with every touch.
He wondered if that was what set off the panic attack- but then why wouldn't Hiccup ask? Maybe he didn't want to wake Jack, he did seem very peaceful, which was rare. Early on in the adoption, Jack would wake North up with the screams from his nightmares, but now it has calmed down to wincing and sometimes quiet crying.
North never blamed him, though some nights he regretted having to get up for work in the morning. His past was never his fault, it was his parents. But yet Jack seemed to have a worse fate than his parents. North hated calling those things his parents, but biologically they were.
Back up stairs, Jack pressed closer to the warmth on his chest and stomach area, letting out a sigh of content as he still slept, unaware of the boy hugging him who was next to him, unaware that both were pulling closer for warmth.
North was still thinking to himself when Jack finally awoke, finding it almost dark time. Groggily blinking, he yawned and looked up, almost screaming when he realised there was a sleeping Hiccup next to him. Scrambling from the bed a million miles per second, he woke the other boy up when his ass hit the ground.
"Huh? Jack?" Hiccup asked groggily, groaning as he rubbed his now stiff neck. Well, that's not as comfortable as the stupid cliche movies and books. Leaning forward, he looked at Jack while rubbing his neck. "Dude, what are you doing on the ground?" He asked, rolling his eyes.
"What are you doing on my bed?" He asked slightly loudly. Hiccup chuckled, shaking his head. Some of his piercings had actually glittered against the rising moon, making Jack realise it was late. "Hiccup! It's late, what about your dad?" He asked in a rushed whisper. Hiccup looked at his watch casually.
"I don't have a curfew unlike some people." He smirked at the boy. "And as long as I don't wake him up, he doesn't give a shit." That was partly a lie, he would just sneak in and the man wouldn't know. Jack stood, rubbing his ass carefully. The wooden floor wasn't exactly something of a 'soft landing' on Jack. Sitting back on the bed, Jack pursed his lips but stayed silent.
Hiccup dropped his hands from his neck, looking at the boy's back curiously. He was turned away from him, so he couldn't see Jack's face, but he knew he was debating with himself about something. 'He does that a lot' Hiccup noted.
"How did you know?" He finally spoke quietly, but from how quiet it was, it almost seemed as if he were yelling. Hiccup's eyes slowly made their way to Jack's, who's seemed sorrowful and worried.
"I don't know what happened… I just saw you at the cemetery a week ago…" He said, equally as quiet. He was scared to provoke the boy into having another panic attack, and he didn't want to do that. Jack's head turned back to the window, away from Hiccup as he thought this over.
"Is that why you started hanging out with me again?" He asked, not daring to look at the boy in fear that he would start to yell. He hated confrontation like that, and instead prefered to hide in the corner unless it was a bully. Jack felt the bed shift, and Hiccup was next to him, hand on his back.
"No, you stupid boy." He chuckled, rolling his eyes as he began to rub circles in his back. "I came back because of the same reason I said I did. I didn't want my father finding out, because bad things would happen," That made Jack falter slightly at the thought. "And now, I know I can just lie to him." He shrugged, then coughed. "That's if we ever do start dating again." He added quickly, eyes casting down.
"But you haven't answered my question." Jack said as if stating the obvious. "I asked why you started hanging with me. Why are you suddenly talking to me and stuff?" He asked with a small sigh. Hiccup looked at Jack curiously, then his facial expression changing to look at him as if he was stupid.
"Are you seriously asking again why I want to hang with you?" He asked as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Jack nodded, bringing his knees to his chest in an insecure fashion. Hiccup sighed. "Jack i've already told you. I like you, you and I both know that. I like your smile, how to stand up for yourself, how you- hmph!" Hiccup let out a sound of surprise as Jack pressed him to the bed in a kiss.
Hiccup's eyes slipped shut, his hands traveling up to the boy's hair, instead of pulling away, he pushed further into the kiss, finding that he indeed liked how Jack was taking over, but also wished he was in control. When Jack pulled away, he was gasping lightly, and Hiccup smirked.
"Well snowflake, you're better than last time I remember." He chuckled, earning a swat from the boy who got up off from the stradling position, face red. He stood from the bed, his fingers moving in an erratic motion from not sure of what to do. Hiccup smiled and brought him closer, sitting on the edge of the bed so the boy was looking down at him, between his legs.
"Jack, look at me." He coaxed quietly, waiting for crystal blue eyes to finally settle on his. He smiled softly "Did you want to talk?" He asked. Jack made a weird scoffing noise, rolling his eyes.
"Talk? Hiccup, I think the kiss kind of explained everything." He looked at Hiccup dumbly. "And plus, I just wanted to shut you up." 'The little shit is smirking.' Hiccup thought, narrowing his eyes at the boy playfully.
"Oh, is that so?" He asked, pulling his arms and turning them over so he was straddling Jack. "Well, I think you need to shut up." He said, earning a roll of the eyes from Jack.
"I'm not the one talking, Hic." Hiccup rolled his eyes again before leaning down and kissing him slowly. He was definitely more experienced than Jack, and this soft was more… soft, loving. While Jack's was more of an adrenaline thing, Hiccup's was to express his liking for the boy. Pulling away after a few moments, he smiled.
"You have no idea how long I've waited to do that again." Jack rolled his eyes, chuckling at the boy.
"And the cheesiest line in the world goes to…" He trailed off, chuckling at the boy who gave him a look. Jack bit his lip to cut off his laughter, rolling his eyes at the older boy. "It's getting late, and i'm sure my father won't approve of some random boy he only met today to stay over. He already suspects that we're together." He sighed.
Hiccup shrugged, leaning down to kiss him softly. "Hey, it's not like he's going to yell at me. When he tells me to leave, I will." He did the little side smirk, that made Jack bite his lip again. The boy lied next to Jack, linking their fingers together as he did so.
After a few minutes though, the man did come up the stairs, eyes instantly catching the linked hands before moving up to Hiccup's and sighing.
"Hiccup, it's getting late…" Hiccup stopped the man from going any further with a nod of his head, standing up.
"Say no more sir, i'll be on my way." The man smiled, nodding once before leaving to let the boy's say their farewell. Hiccup pulled Jack up, hands wrapping around his waist before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on his lips, which Jack easily returned with a sigh through his nose.
"See you tomorrow?" He asked softly, looking up at Hiccup who smiled and nodded, kissing him again.
"Of course." He chuckled, kissing the boy's nose. He then made his way for the door, Jack biting his lip as he finally left. Jack had a satisfied smile on his face, glad he could finally put his trust into the punk boy once more.
Hiccup left the house with a small wave to the man who was on his laptop working once more. Walking down the street, he made his way to the orphanage where he stayed. Stoick wasn't his father; he was the man who ran the orphanage. He simply felt like a father to the children, so most of them call him dad.
He was a nice enough man, but he was Christian. Hiccup had nothing against Christians, in fact he loved his father; but he believes being gay is a sin. Walking in the doors, the man smiled when he finally entered.
"Good to see you home, I thought you had lost your way or work had called you in." He spoke with a smile. Hiccup shook his head with a smile.
"No, just stopped by a friend's house and fell asleep there." He shrugged. The man simply nodded, and after a minute he finally spoke.
"So i'm guessing you won't sleep much tonight for school in the morning." He sighed. It was more of a statement than a question, so Hiccup merely shrugged, beginning to walk up the stairs. "Just don't wake the other's." He said, another nod being shown from Hiccup as he made his way to his room. Opening the door, he instantly heard the familiar voice of Toothless.
"Hiccup? Where were you?" He asked. Toothless was a small boy, a little older than 5. He came up to the boy with tired eyes, rubbing them as he glanced up at the older boy. "You got me worried." He frowned. Hiccup sighed, scooping the boy up into his arms as he brushed the gray-like hair out of his face. His nickname was Toothless, given by Hiccup because he was so young when handed in, he hadn't grown any teeth.
Since that night, Hiccup took care of him, like a brother. He bottle fed him, (Even changed a few nappies that no one will ever find out about) And even act like a mother to him.
"Sorry bud, I fell asleep at a friends house… C'mon, let's get you to bed." He then went over to the bunk beds, and instead of putting him on the top one where he belongs, he put him next to himself, letting the boy cuddle into Hiccup's side as he fell asleep once more.
Hiccup sighed as he took the toy blue dragon from his nightstand and played with it. It was the only thing he had left from his mother, who had been taken away by cancer.
He had been told by Stoick that she was needed in heaven; that her kindness was needed. Which she was kind; she gave to this orphanage and was a huge help with getting almost every child their own room, but now mostly it's pairs and 3s.
Stoick took him in as soon as Val had died, and gave the toy to him as soon as he was old enough. He said she kept it for him to give on a specific birthday. Stoick didn't know what birthday, so he figured as soon as it felt right. Looking down at Toothless, he put the teddy back, looking at the roof of the bed for a while longer before pulling out his phone.
Maybe Jack couldn't sleep either?
Hehe Jack and Hiccup sitting in a tree
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