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Prompt 004 - "Loss"
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Toothless always told Hiccup that he cared too much. About everyone and everything. It wasn't exactly a bad thing per se, but he warned the boy that he was likely to get himself hurt. Hiccup always ignored him when he said this however, brushing it off without a second thought.

But now, Hiccup couldn't help but remember every single time Toothless had said those words to him. Now, staring into cold, pained blue eyes, he knew he'd been right.

"Astrid," Hiccup gaped, but no other words came out. She took a step backward, pursing her lips and making a point of looking everywhere else but at him. His throat tightened, and it felt as though an enormous stone rested on his chest. The cold of the night around them was nothing compared to deep chill in his heart.

"Please, I..." he attempted, reaching a shaking hand out to her. Her recoil was immediate and harsh, lurching backward nearly a foot and almost losing her balance completely.

"Don't..." she finally spoke, her voice rough as though her throat hurt. "Just don't, Hiccup. I-" but she cut off, a muffled choking noise escaping her, her eyes squeezing tight.

Hiccup dropped his hand, beginning to feel sick. He prayed to the Gods for something, anything to help him. Something he could say or do to make fix everything. But nothing came.

Out of desperation more than anything else, he reached out again, able to touch her shoulder this time. The moment contact was made however, her eyes snapped open, and in one swift movement had him shoved against the wall of his house, his wrist twisted painfully backward. It hurt quite a bit, but Hiccup merely winced. He was too bothered by the fact that upon looking into her eyes once more, he saw almost no anger there. Just raw pain and disbelief. When she spoke again, her voice was strained.

"Why didn't you say something?" she demanded. "You could've... anything but..." Her voice quivered and she didn't continue. Horrified, Hiccup saw her eyes begin to fill with tears.

Astrid didn't cry.

It was just a solid fact. Even on the rare occasions when she was sad, she'd never shed a single tear.

At that moment, Hiccup just wished she would hurt him. Punch him, kick him all she wanted until she returned to the same unbreakable, tough girl he knew. He could not stand the fact that he'd brought her to this state. He deserved to be hurt, as he had hurt her. She was right, he should have told her about everything, about Toothless, about him and Toothless.

But he'd been a coward. Too frightened of what she'd say, how she'd react, and of hurting her. So instead of coming clean, he kept with their farce of a relationship, but grew more and more distant with her. After weeks of this, it was only normal of a caring girlfriend to worry, normal for her to finally decide to show up at his house without telling him, to talk to him, try and figure out what was wrong. She didn't deserve to instead walk in on her boyfriend in the arms of his half-human best friend, sharing light kisses and quiet laughter.

No, she didn't deserve that at all, and Hiccup hated himself for letting it come to this. He had been too scared to hurt her, and only ended up hurting her worse than he could have imagined.

Something in her broke then, and she let go of him, her head hanging low.

"Astrid," he pleaded. "I know I should've... told you. I'm so sor-"

He stopped as she shot a single hand up to silence him. Neither of them moved, neither of them said anything for quite some time. Until finally, without a word, she began to walk away.

Hiccup almost called after her, her name on the tip of his tongue, but decided against it. There was nothing left to be said, nothing that he could do at this point. Distress sunk into him, washing over him like a freezing wave, and he sunk to the ground, unable to hold himself up any longer. He drew his knees to his chest and hid his face in his arms.

It was only seconds later when he heard the front door open and shut softly, and footsteps padding over to him. Warmth encased him entirely, and as he looked up, he saw a single, vast wing circled around him. He instantly let his body lean over, falling into the body that sat next to him. Toothless said nothing, but put an arm around the boy's shoulders.

Hiccup stared at the spot where Astrid had disappeared over the hill. Toothless' presence made him feel much less hopeless, but pain still gripped at his heart. He knew he had just lost someone very dear to him. Though he'd come to terms with his feelings for Toothless, and that he hadn't been in love with the viking girl, he still cared deeply for her. He tried to think that maybe she'd forgive him, that they could still be friends, but the damage was done and he knew it.

Hiccup wouldn't blame her if she never came near him or Toothless again.