I really should be focusing on Stupid Couple, but alas...I'll finish it.

Someday. But today is not that day.

I hope you guys enjoy this anyways! And you wouldn't mind leaving a review...would you?

Hiccup had a problem.

Well, it wasn't so much his problem than it was Jack's problem.

You see, his boyfriend had a habit of giving him gifts.

You'd think getting things from someone you love wouldn't be a problem, but let him finish.

Sure, Jack had a job that he liked and was paid relatively well, and Hiccup was working at Gobber's coffee shop (at which he was paid surprisingly nicely), so together, they managed their lives okay.

But...

Did Jack really need to give him so many things?

Specifically clothes?

The brunet was standing in front of his open closet, staring at his wardrobe full of cardigans and sweaters a size or two too big for him and various shirts and pants and the odd skirt and dress (while he liked how they looked by themselves, Hiccup wasn't sure if he'd be able to pull them off) and the occasional pair of leggings. All given to him by Jack.

Hiccup wasn't sure when it started, but he remembered on one of his birthday's, Jack had taken him to the mall for a little shopping spree. The older teen had gotten his first paycheck then, and was feeling pretty eager to spend it.

And what better way to spend money than on his 'adorable boyfriend'?

Of course, Hiccup had protested. Jack shouldn't be spending so much money on him, and it would be better spent on more important things. Jack had brushed off his worries and replied that it was his money to spend and he was going to use it on Hiccup for his birthday, because Hiccup is important.

Which left the boy a blushing mess in the middle of the mall, next to a smug-looking Jack.

Jerk.

It took some time for Jack to convince Hiccup that it was okay to splurge, and he really didn't mind spoiling him, it was his birthday! He should get what he wanted!

So by the time the two left, the brunet had a new paint set, a few books, and about three new outfits (and despite Jack's reassurance, a bit of guilt...can you blame him? Hiccup wasn't used to this!).

After that, Jack seemed to develop a habit of buying things for Hiccup at random times.

It started with some art supplies. A paintbrush here, some charcoal there, they were inexpensive, so Hiccup didn't really have a problem with it. He felt rather flattered.

Then it got bigger. Canvases and high-quality paints, a new easel, some hammers and wrenches for when Hiccup was feeling particularly inventive, and enough books to take up a shelf. Hiccup started getting a little embarrassed about receiving those. They were nice, and Jack definitely did his research to get Hiccup the best supplies he could afford, and he wasn't about to complain about the books (Dragons, his biggest weakness).

(How much did Jack get paid again?)

Then Jack started getting him clothes.

Hiccup didn't have a problem with the styles of the clothes Jack bought for him. The white-haired teen knew his preferred style and the brunet was grateful for it. But the fact that some of the outfits were brand-name, made Hiccup a little (read: very) upset.

Jack somehow convinced him to keep most of the clothes, even a pair of dark brown ankle boots that Hiccup couldn't look at for very long without feeling guilty, and Hiccup persuaded Jack to return the rest, only to discover one of the expensive cardigans in his closet a few days later. He wanted to get angry at Jack, he really did, but that cardigan was really really nice...

Then came the skirt. The first skirt Jack gave him (and certainly not the last). It wasn't anything much. Just a simple one. Mint green with lace and slightly flared, stopping just below his knees. Hiccup was, of course, justly confused and flustered as to why his boyfriend had given him such a thing, but all Jack had to say was 'try it on.' So he did.

It fit oddly well. Too well. And he wasn't about to tell Jack that he liked it.

(Jack knew.)

And then his first dress that Jack was sure would look good on him.

(It did.)

He did not like it.

(He did.)

It got to the point where most of Hiccup's original wardrobe had been replaced by clothes Jack had given him. Fortunately, they were all things Hiccup enjoyed wearing...and some he preferred to wear at home. When he was alone. Just to avoid the embarrassment of being caught wearing a skirt or a dress.

It was getting out of hand.

While he liked the clothes and everything else Jack gave him, Hiccup just didn't feel right accepting so many gifts. He tried to return the favor, but Jack wouldn't hear any of it, saying that Hiccup did enough for him every day.

Hiccup didn't know how to respond to that.

But it didn't change the fact that Hiccup wanted Jack to stop spending so much on him.

It was a nice gesture, for sure, but Hiccup didn't feel right. He felt that he wasn't doing enough for Jack.

For the person who actually liked him, who asked him out with the actual intention of going on a date with him instead of turning it into a joke, who didn't make fun of his drawings of dragons and all the books he had on them, who encouraged him to keep drawing them and then branching out into different subjects and was actually interested in his inventions and would actively listen to him instead of letting his words go in one ear and out the other.

This was all so new to the freckled teen, who was so used to being ignored and ridiculed and pushed around and having people roll their eyes whenever he spoke, that to actually have someone who honestly cared about what he liked and treated him as an actual person was...was-!

It was terrifying.

It was relieving.

It was...it was...

Confusing.

He didn't know what to do in situations like these, how was he supposed to show Jack how much he cared and how much the other teen meant to him?

And just what did he do everyday for Jack to think he didn't need to do anything else for him?

By this time, Hiccup had sat down on his bed, thinking deeply about what it was he gave in their relationship.

He hated these moments. He always felt so needy. So annoying. But Jack never failed in letting Hiccup know exactly how he felt at times like these.

Jack would tell him, 'We see each other.'

Hiccup never quite understood what he meant. They saw each other everyday. They're seeing each other in the romantic sense. It was probably meant in a more philosophical sense.

The both of them weren't all that popular. Yes, Hiccup got attention. But for all the wrong reasons. Everyone saw him as a nuisance, as that 'dragon-obsessed cripple'. And Jack was practically invisible after the novelty of being the 'new kid' wore off, only being noticed when he pulled big pranks, but even then, the attention would fade.

He supposed, most people only saw what they wanted to see. For Hiccup, people were so used to seeing him as a useless waste of space, they didn't really want to spend time to think him as anything else. For Jack...people probably only saw him as a mischievous prankster looking for his next big laugh.

...They 'saw' each other...hm.

Jack enjoyed listening to him ramble on and on about dragons and never made fun of how he waved his hands about when he talked. And he was always so excited when they made plans to hang out with each other.

Hiccup loved seeing Jack spend time with his family. He was less of a prankster at home and Hiccup could tell just how much he loved his family. His smiles and laughs were more genuine. Jack seemed more at ease and was more playful than mischievous. Just being around Jack like this, left Hiccup feeling more relaxed around people than he could ever remember.

Was that what Jack meant?

It was rather cliché, wasn't it?

Hiccup supposed it was pretty romantic too.

They were able to see each other for who they really are. They took the time to dig deeper, and not take each other at face value. And they treated each other as people. Not some exhibit to stare at and move on when they were bored.

"We see each other," he whispered. Hiccup made a face when he felt his heart beat a little faster and his face began to feel warm.

Romantic or not, relationships were a two-way street. He was going to find a way to show Jack just how much he meant to him.