Uuurgh, writer's block is the worst! As is all the uni work I've been doing, but mostly writer's block. I decided to make this a multi-chapter as all the reviewers wanted it and I didn't want to disappoint! It's quite a short chapter, so I do apologise, but I needed to get back into the swing of this story and recapture the feeling it had when I wrote the first chapter.

So sorry for all the feels caused at the end of the last chapter, I hope you enjoy this one!

DustyStars

Hiccup stared down at his plate, refusing to acknowledge the presence of his father across the table. Stoick seemed to be doing the same- neither of them had spoken a word throughout the entire meal.

It had been this way for two months now.

Ever since he had stepped off the plane in Sweden Hiccup had been miserable. He missed England, and more than that he missed Jack. It turned out to be a lot more difficult than he had anticipated not being able to see him every day. Sure, they video called each other most nights but they couldn't text or phone each other through the day as overseas charges were too high. Hiccup had a brief window every day where he and Jack could talk, and the rest of the time his life was a dull monotonous affair.

Berk hadn't changed much since his departure. It was still pretty much the same as he could remember, except everyone was a little older. The other people around his age had changed the most. Astrid, a fierce blonde, had matured with age, becoming a strong young woman who ran self-defence and fencing classes at Berk's one and only gym. The twins, nicknamed Ruffnut and Tuffnut, had changed only in looks, their immature personalities still much the same as five years ago. Hiccup had yet to see the other two boys he had known, Fishlegs and Snotlout.

He still didn't know why he had been sent away to England with no explanation. His father barely spoke to him and the other people of Berk didn't seem to know, or didn't want to talk about it. Stoick had made Hiccup take a job at the repair garage, working with Gobber, his father's closest friend. Despite Hiccup enjoying engineering and machinery, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Still, he stuck at it, if only to please his father. He spent his days working before returning home and having an uncomfortable meal with his father, and then he would go up to his room and wait for Jack to come online so they could talk. Talking with Jack was the only thing that kept him going, not that he would ever admit that. Jack didn't know how truly miserable Hiccup was becoming, Sure, Hiccup complained about various things every now and then, but mostly he wanted to hear about life in England, so Jack did most of the talking.

The silence at the table was broken by his father pushing back his chair and picking up his plate. He gestured to Hiccup's unfinished plate, and he handed it over. He wasn't hungry anyway. As Stoick disappeared into the kitchen Hiccup made his escape, half-running up to his room and closing the door behind him. He headed straight over to his desk and turned his computer on, collapsing into his chair with a sigh.

Spending time with his father always stressed him out.

The computer slowly whirred to life, displaying the login screen. As Hiccup inputted his password he felt something soft brush against his leg and a moment later Toothless leapt onto his lap, purring.

"Hey, bud," Hiccup said softly, stroking the black fur of his cat.

Toothless looked up at him with his unusual green eyes before running his head against him and settling down into a more comfortable position.

Hiccup had needed to fight hard to keep the cat. It had been one of the only times he and his father had spoken, in the airport where they had first seen each other. His father had taken one look at the travel carrier and exploded, and the only way Hiccup had been allowed to keep him was because he had threatened to get the next plane back to England. After a look of inexplicable worry had passed over Stoick's face Toothless had been allowed to stay, though Hiccup made sure to keep him in his room.

The computer finally displayed the Skype screen, and Hiccup saw that Jack was already online. Without hesitation he pressed he call button, not even bothering to check how he looked. Like most days, he just needed to see Jack and everything would get better.

Jack took longer than usual to answer the call, and when he did the screen remained dark for a moment.

"One sec, Hic!" he said, sounding a little out of breath. The screen cleared showing Jack's messy room, the owner of which was currently half way towards the door. Hiccup sat up and leaned in to get a better look. Jack was talking to someone in the doorway who seemed unwilling to leave. He could pick out a distinctly feminine voice but couldn't identify who it was as Jack seemed to be blocking her from view.

Then the two disappeared around the corner, Jack practically pushing her away. Hiccup caught a glimpse of feathers and bright coloured hair, and suddenly worked out who was with Jack. More specifically, who had been in Jack's room.

Ana had been in the popular crowd at school, best friends with the Arandelle sisters and always admired wherever she went. She was also a notorious serial dater, leaving a trail of broken hearts behind her. So what was she doing with Jack?

The white haired boy was quick to return, shutting the door behind him and running over to his desk.

"Sorry about that, Hic. Ana needed some help with work and I didn't expect you to call so early," he said, sitting in his chair and running a hand through his hair.

Hiccup nodded slowly, trying not to let his jealousy or worry show. "What work?"

"Just some chemistry that she couldn't get her head around. It's for an assignment due tomorrow for her extra class."

Hiccup nodded again, hand automatically moving to stroke Toothless. It was true that Jack was pretty good at chemistry at school, though he was pretty sure Ana had excelled at it too. He hoped that she wasn't going for a… different kind of chemistry with his boyfriend. Yes, he was being unreasonable.

"How was your day?" he asked, shrugging off the slight awkward air that had descended over the pair of them.

"Pretty good," Jack said, smiling slightly. "At work these adorable kids came in and asked if I was Jack Frost."

Jack had recently started work at a store specifically tailored for children and owned by his father. It stocked everything from teddies to robots and was always busy. The store even had a food court where one could buy anything from cookies to pasta. What with a new children's film having just been released, 'Rise of the Guardians' featuring a boy with pure white hair, Hiccup wasn't surprised that kids were running up to him and calling him Jack Frost.

"I can only imagine that you told them you were," Hiccup smirked, and sure enough Jack nodded.

"I asked dad if I could dress up next week as the character from the film," he laughed. "And he thought it was a great idea."

Hiccup snorted. He had seen trailers for the film if not the movie itself. "Well at least you don't have to dye your hair."

Jack laughed again. "I guess not." There was a short pause. "So what's going on with you?"

"Not much," Hiccup responded, looking down at Toothless who had closed his eyes and was happily nuzzling into Hiccup's hand. "Toothless appears to be falling asleep on me and Gobber dropped a hammer on his good foot at work today."

"What an exciting life you lead," Jack joked.

"Yep, love it."

The two talked some more, exchanging stories and jokes until they heard Jack's father calling for him an hour or so later.

"Sorry, Hic. I've got to go," Jack said, pulling a sad face. "We'll talk tomorrow though?"

Hiccup nodded, trying to keep the disappointment off his face. "Sure thing, Jack Frost."

Jack sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes before waving and ending the call, leaving Hiccup once again to his harsh reality. He looked at the clock and saw that it was only ten already and Toothless was happily sleeping in his lap. Guess he had nothing to do but sit here until he woke up then.

Hiccup thought back to the beginning of the call, when Ana had been in Jack's room, and a sudden surge of worry came over him. Sure, Hiccup was usually very rational but his insecurities sometimes got the better of him. He had always thought that he wasn't good enough for Jack- that he was holding him back when he could be spending time with other people. Throughout their friendship Jack had talked him out of these thoughts and proved that they were unfounded but now…

Hiccup barely got to see Jack and sometimes he felt disconnected from him. Sure, it had taken one of them leaving the country to get them to admit their feelings for one another, but was that enough? Jack had said that he loved him at the airport but since then he hadn't said anything like it. It was almost as though they were back to being friends again, but occasionally one of them would say something couple-y or cute and Hiccup would remember that yes, they were boyfriends. They had established that as soon as Hiccup had got home.

He did feel as though Jack had been getting a little more distant with him though, especially in the last week or so. Could that be to do with Ana? What if he decided that he didn't want Hiccup after all, that now he had gone back to Sweden there was no point in staying with him? Hiccup was so sure that Jack wouldn't be one to cheat, but maybe if he hung around with other people enough… No, it wouldn't do him any good to sit here and make up the worst situations in his head- it would only make him more paranoid. Better that he do something useful like work on designing a new part for the car he and Gobber were trying to fix.

He still couldn't get the feeling of worry out of his head though. What if Jack was moving on from him? What if he broke his promise…