Hey! Just to let everyone know, I will be writing a few one shots that go along with this story depicting different POVs in certain scenes, or even new scenes altogether that didn't get into the main story. They will all be uploaded to the story on my profile called "When Worlds Collide: The Untold Stories". I hope some of you will check it out :)
OK, time for Hiccup to regain consciousness...
When Hiccup woke up he didn't open his eyes. As odd as it sounded he could already tell he wasn't in his own room because it didn't smell the same. This room had some type of scented candle or one of those things you plug into the wall, and Hiccup never used those. He only ever used either pine needles from trees in Central Park or cinnamon sticks if he wanted his room to smell nice. He slowly started to notice his extremely dry mouth, slight nausea, and the mild pounding in the back of his head. As much as he didn't want to, he finally opened his eyes. It took him a few tries with the light seeming to be blindingly bright.
Well, he was right about it not being his room. This room was much larger, painted a soft yellow, and had a flat screen TV hanging over the dark wood chest of drawers in front of him. Off to the right he saw an open door which led to a bathroom and a closed door on the other side of the bathroom which most likely led to another bedroom. Off to his left was a table with an alarm clock that read 10am. When he looked at the bed he noticed the sheets were a vibrant ruby colour, and that they covered a queen sized bed.
After he was done observing, he tried to push himself up onto his elbows. Big mistake. The pounding in his head multiplied to the point where it was unbearable. With a pained groan he fell back down, which relieved the pounding just a little. Moving his legs under the sheets, he noticed that he felt a little more….exposed….than he should have. Lifting up the sheets he discovered he was in nothing but his underwear.
Hiccup started to freak out. 'I went home with someone? Did I lose my virginity last night? Why didn't I stop drinking earlier? No no no.'
Hiccup's freak out was interrupted when there was a knock on the door. He knew he couldn't just ignore it; they'd think he was asleep and may just come in anyways. And even if they didn't, Hiccup's clothes were nowhere in sight and he couldn't very well escape in his underwear.
Covering himself as best he could with the bed sheets, he called out a quick, "Come in."
Toothless' voice preceded him coming in as he heard a, "Good, you're awake," and as soon as Hiccup heard that he breathed a sigh of semi-relief. At least he was still with Toothless. That clearly meant nothing happened last night. It was a different story when Toothless entered though.
Toothless entered and as soon as Hiccup got a look at him he was sure his face matched the sheets. Toothless was wearing a pair of light grey pajama pants, and nothing else. His broad, tanned, and muscular torso was exposed for the world to see. Or in this case, Hiccup. The only thing Hiccup could think of for a few seconds was how Toothless looked like he just jumped out of a male swimsuit magazine. Seriously, he barely had any body hair either. And his arms were nothing to ignore. They looked even more muscular when they weren't covered by a suit.
Realizing that he was staring, he quickly turned away and faked a cough while willing the heat in his face to dissipate. He sincerely hoped Toothless hadn't noticed. Things were already awkward enough with them both being nearly naked in front of each other.
"Well, like what you see?" Hiccup didn't have to be looking at Toothless to hear the massive smirk he had on his face right now. This wasn't helping his whole "something happened last night" freak out. And now that he thought about it, he had told Toothless last night that he was gay. Well, at least if Toothless let him stay there he clearly wasn't disgusted, so he must not have done anything too bad. Hiccup must have been motionless and silent longer than he thought because suddenly Toothless felt the need to defend himself. He walked over to the bed and sat on the side Hiccup wasn't facing.
"Hey, don't worry. I'm the last person that's going to judge you." As Toothless said this he put his hand on Hiccup's shoulder. He gave it a little squeeze at the end.
While Hiccup silently loved the contact, he couldn't help but ask the obvious question: "why?"
"Well, because I'm gay too Hiccup," Toothless said with a soft smile. It was now that Hiccup rolled over to face Toothless again.
Hiccup was actually amazed. How easy and natural that sounded coming out of Toothless' mouth, along with the fact that Hiccup never would have guessed, just amazed him. He had hoped but he hadn't thought so. Figuring he had been silent long enough he decided he really had to say something. Too bad he didn't think what he was going to say through at all.
"Really? You? I never would have thought."
"Why not?" Toothless asked.
"Well," Hiccup started, now scrambling to find anything to say, "You don't, uh, exactly, portray any stereotypical mannerisms." 'Way to go Hiccup, real smooth.'
Fortunately, Toothless laughed. "Well neither do you," he pointed out.
Hiccup didn't respond. He wanted this conversation to end right now. Either by fluke or Toothless silently understanding, the topic of the conversation changed.
"Alright, so, I just came in to tell you that yes, you are at my place, so no need to freak out. The bathroom is fully stocked with everything from body wash to hair gel to toothbrushes, so go ahead and use whatever you need. I'm going to go downstairs and make us some breakfast. Just come down whenever you're done."
"Thanks Toothless," Hiccup said with a smile. And he genuinely was thankful. Things probably could have gone a lot worse last night if it wasn't for him.
"No problem. It's what friends do," Toothless replied while smiling back. With that, Toothless got up and left the room, closing the door behind him.
After the door was closed, Hiccup started trying to get himself up again. He went slower this time, and while there was still a strong pain in his head while he was standing, he managed to power through it.
Walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind him, he saw what Toothless meant about a fully stocked bathroom. First of all, the bathroom was gorgeous. Marble floors and countertops, dual vanity, and separate shower and bathtub. As for the supplies, on a little shelf between the shower and the tub was a collection of different brand shampoos, conditioners, body washes, and soaps all in miniature sizes. Hanging from the shelf was a towel and a wash cloth. Between the sinks were hand soap, moisturizers, facial cleansers, hair gel and wax, a packaged toothbrush, toothpaste, and several bottles of spray deodorant. Hanging from the wall was a hand towel and a comb. There actually was everything Hiccup could have possibly needed.
Hiccup showered first, and amazingly Toothless even had a mini bottle of Hiccup's exact conditioner. On top of that, he had a rainfall showerhead, and it ended up being the best shower Hiccup had ever had. Plus the water was the perfect temperature. Hiccup wasn't sure if that was just luck or if it was just a problem in his own building. After drying off, he adjusted his hair, brushed his teeth, and used one of the spray deodorants.
As he started to walk back into the bedroom, he realized that he had no clothes. The ones from last night were missing and he didn't see anything in the room beforehand. Maybe in the drawers, but Toothless never said anything about that. When he walked back into the room, however, he found that his concern was unnecessary. On the bed was a plain white t-shirt, unopened package of boxers, track pants and a new pair of socks. Getting dressed Hiccup was fortunate enough to realize his headache was nearly gone. Hiccup got dressed and headed downstairs to see Toothless.
On his way down the stairs, he stopped half way to ogle the condo. Hardwood floors, open concept, floor to ceiling windows on all the walls, it was like something right out of a magazine. Hiccup figured it was the penthouse. He spotted Toothless over in the kitchen searching in a cupboard so he started heading over. As he was walking over he noticed that Toothless was dressed in a simple black t-shirt and blue skinny jeans. Even in casual clothes Toothless still looked amazing.
It was after that thought that something hit Hiccup. He now knew that Toothless was gay. He may actually be able to get something more than friendship. But then again, would he want it? Would he want to be put into that life? What if it made things awkward between them? Hiccup would lose his only friend. Would Toothless even want to be anything more than friends? Hiccup didn't think so. Besides, Toothless was practically perfect and he was just, well, Hiccup. So even though he knew Toothless was into guys, he still wasn't going to do anything about it.
When Hiccup got a little closer he announced himself with a quick, "hey."
"Hey! Sorry, I actually ended up having a shower too so I haven't done anything yet. So, how does cereal sound? I'm not exactly a chef."
"Wait, so you have this magazine quality kitchen and you don't cook?"
"Well I cook…."
"Cereal doesn't count."
"Actually…."
"Neither does toast."
"That's not fair!"
Hiccup shook his head slowly with a smile and asked, "Do you even know what kind of stove that is?"
"A hot one?"
Hiccup gave him a look that just screamed 'Seriously?'
"OK I can't cook. But takeout is just as good," Toothless chuckled.
Hiccup sighed, cracked his knuckles and said, "OK, let me show you how it's done."
Toothless sat down at the island and watched as Hiccup got to work, headache forgotten. Hiccup decided to go with omelettes, so he went to the fridge, got the eggs, cheese, red onion, ham, mushrooms, and red peppers out of the fridge. With directions from Toothless he got out the cheese grater, a couple of frying pans, a cutting board, a bowl, a whisk, and a vegetable knife. For someone who didn't cook Toothless sure kept a fully stocked kitchen.
"Thanks for the clothes by the way," Hiccup said as he laid out the utensils he would need.
"No problem. I keep spare sets of generic clothes around just in case someone needs to unexpectedly stay over. Apparently they are a good idea."
Hiccup was impressed. Someone with absolutely nothing could move in here tomorrow and not need a thing.
"Do you want some help?" Toothless asked as Hiccup started chopping vegetables.
"Sure, can you grate the cheese?"
That was something Toothless knew he could do. He opened the cheese and started grating while Hiccup continued to deal with the vegetables.
"So," Hiccup started, a slight hesitation in his voice since he was nervous about what he might hear, "Even though I'm pretty sure I don't want to know, could you fill me in on what happened last night?"
"Sure, what's the last thing you remember?"
"That would be vomiting while heading to the bathroom," Hiccup said as he turned the heat on the stove on.
"OK, well the gist of it is that when I got you here you regained consciousness and asked me to have sex with you using some colourful language."
Hiccup dropped the knife he was using to cut the mushrooms. He could feel his face turning as red as it was earlier this morning. Wide eyed and horrified, he slowly turned to Toothless who just then lost control of his face and busted out into laughter.
"Relax! I'm kidding! Oh, the look on your face just there was priceless!" Toothless was laughing so hard he could barely breathe.
"Not funny," Hiccup replied dryly, picking up the knife and resuming where he left off. "You know, probably not best to mess with someone holding a knife."
"It's a vegetable knife so I'll take my chances. Besides, you couldn't hurt a fly."
'That's what you think,' Hiccup thought. "But seriously, could you tell me what happened please? I hate not knowing."
"Well there isn't much to tell. I was actually following you to the bathroom because you were staggering pretty badly and I had a bad feeling. I caught you before your head hit the ground. I had a tab going at the club so fortunately I didn't have to go pay personally, and I carried you out. I hailed a cab and had it bring us here. I figured that if I brought you passed out to your apartment it wouldn't have looked very good. You, uh, don't exactly hold your liquor very well, so I took off your shirt and pants and dropped them off at the cleaners downstairs. When I came back up you were sort of conscious for a few minutes, so I managed to get you to drink some water and eat a few soda crackers so that the hangover this morning wouldn't be quite as bad as it could have been. That's really it. Oh, by the way, your keys and phone and stuff are on the table near the front door."
Hiccup listened while he put the vegetables in the pan and cracked and whisked the eggs. "Oh, I'm sorry I caused so much trouble. Thanks for helping me out. That's enough cheese by the way."
Toothless stopped grating and let Hiccup take the cheese as the omelettes cooked. Toothless took his seat at the island once more before he responded.
"I'm telling you, it's not a problem. I'm sure you would have done the same for me. You know, if it wasn't your father's only goal in life to take me down." They both chuckled a little at this.
After a few more minutes the omelettes were done. Toothless' stove was much better than the one Hiccup usually worked with, and it was a lot faster. Toothless grabbed some cutlery and got both of them orange juice while Hiccup put the omelettes on plates. As they ate the conversation resumed.
"There is actually one more thing from last night I forgot to mention," Toothless said between bites. "And this is really good. Feel free to come and cook here any time."
"Thanks. But what did you forget to mention about last night?" Hiccup asked, concern in his voice.
"Well, last night, I carried you up to the bedroom, and, well, while I was taking off your clothes that had vomit on them I discovered you talk in your sleep."
Hiccup started to panic. Not about the fact that Toothless had taken off his clothes, but that he talks in his sleep? Why did no one ever tell him this?
"Wh-what did I say?" Hiccup asked. He was terrified. He hadn't been this scared since the VERY first time he had ever seen Toothless in person.
"Don't worry, it wasn't bad." Hiccup didn't believe him. "You didn't really say anything coherent. You mentioned the words mom and restaurant, something about Central Park, and then you said my name. But that was really it."
Hiccup hoped that Toothless was being honest. The last thing he needed was to say something embarrassing when he wasn't conscious to stop himself.
Figuring he needed to respond, Hiccup just said, "I didn't even know I talked in my sleep."
Hiccup helped Toothless clean up everything before he decided he should head home or his father may start to ask questions. Just before he left though Toothless gave Hiccup the slip of paper to pick up his clothes from the cleaners.
Hiccup took the elevator down but didn't get to see the lobby. The doors opened on both sides, with the entrance to the lobby through one, but the hall to the ground level retail was through the other. Toothless had prepaid so Hiccup just picked up the clothes and left through the door that went directly outside.
Hiccup decided to walk home so that he had time to think up an excuse as to why he was not home last night. Part way home he realized that his father probably didn't even bother to check if he was home, so he would just tell him that he was home last night but went out for an early morning walk. As for the new set of clothes, he could just say he went shopping. It helped that the cleaner gave Hiccup his clothes in an ordinary plastic bag.
When Hiccup did arrive home though, he discovered that all his excuses had been for naught. Not only was his father not home, but there was a note perched on the kitchen counter from his father saying that he had been called in to work really early that morning and would be back late.
Hiccup put his cleaned clothes away, and when he was done he saw it wasn't too long past one. Well, he still had most of the day to do whatever he wanted. In this case it was an afternoon of movies on TV. First up: Rise of the Guardians.
Well, the truth has been revealed.
Next chapter: On or before November 25
I'd like to take this chance to thank all of my faithful reviewers. You guys are the best!
Now, Hiccup officially knows the truth about Toothless, and Toothless knows the truth about Hiccup. But neither seems to be doing anything about it...if you want that to change I suggest you review ;)