And here, as promised, is a longer chapter!
Not the happiest of chapters though.
Toothless sat up carefully and moved his hand a little to get a more supportive grip on Hiccup's head and gasped, feeling wetness he hadn't previously noticed.
He held tight to him with one arm and lifted up his other hand cautiously, afraid of what he might see.
The inner material of his scale glove, as well as his fingers, were coated in dark red. Biting his lip, he ran his fingers across Hiccup's scalp, trying to figure out where the blood was coming from.
All the while when he was doing this, Stoick was shouting in the background for everyone to get a doctor, call the nearest hospital, anything, and Toothless just sat there cradling Hiccup , trying to keep his breathing even, scared out of his mind that he might lose him from this.
Eventually they came to take him away to be treated, and someone helped Toothless up off the ground, cleaning off his hand while they walked to the ambulance parked outside, helping him into the back, making sure he was out of the way of the doctors, but still able to see Hiccup.
It was later that evening, and, after they deemed him alright enough to get out of the hospital bed, he was allowed to go into the next room where they were keeping Hiccup.
Walking quietly over to his bed, he pulled up a chair and sat down in it next to it, breathing out softly in order to not wake him.
Hiccup was bandaged up quite extensively, both with wrapping around his head, and a cast around his broken leg, and many minute scratches covering his face.
Toothless sighed, leaning forward in his chair and gently taking the hand that was closest to him, his own gloves taken off when he got there, so the warm hand of the other pressed against his in a way he hadn't felt in a while. No leather or trimmings to get in the way, just Hiccup's skin against his own. He lifted it up with his, pressing the lightest of kisses to the tips of his fingers.
"Please wake up, Hic…the show must go on…and I can't do this without you, you're the only one I trust to do this with me properly, minus the faulty wires, and your busted leg…"
And he fell asleep after a while with their fingers intertwined, awkwardly slumped over in his chair, face pressed into his arm on the bed, waiting for Hiccup to regain consciousness.
So I'm not exactly sure how riding in ambulances work, or hospitals, but hopefully that won't put you off reading this aah...