It was getting late as Toothless walked through the woods, thinking through the conversation that awaited him and Hiccup. While feeling extremely guilty, his head was creating a bunch of scenarios that were getting worse with each one.

By the seventh one of them, remembering Stoic's words about moving out, he gave up, hoping he will have done it, improvising. Eventually, after walking into a couple of roots, being smacked by an uncountable amount of branches, and cursing each time that occurred, he was at the spot.

Before his eyes offered the view of the white, brightened by the moon, cove, at which sight he must have breath in, soundly. A lot of time passed since he was here last time, he realized, and just then at the notice of footprints made in the snow, he followed them, inside the floral cave-in.

Consequently, he found himself next to the tree, behind which sat Hiccup, leaning her back against it and hugging her knees to her chest. Instead of approaching her, he sat on the opposite side of the tree, and glimpsing how she slid farther from him, grunted.

"Good evening, miss. It's a rather lovely, pretty night tonight, isn't it?" He began anxiously, and after getting no response continued. "I don't know why the lady found herself in here, but I have come here in search of beloved me woman. Have you seen her? She has beautiful, long, Auburn hair, freckles spread across her whole, little, although by some people underestimated, body, and gorgeous, breathtaking, dark green eyes-,"

"Toothless, I don't want to talk to ya," Hiccup muttered, tightening her hold on her limps.

"I know, but can I explain myself?" He replied, tilting his head, hoping to glimpse more of her features. "You don't have to listen to me."

"I doubt there is somethin' to explain."

"There is, really," Toothless vouched and moved closer to the young woman, gaping at the side of her head, before inhaling. "I don't think that you can't handle it, or that you're weak. If I can brag about something, it's the fact that my partner has killed the biggest dragon I have seen in my living eyes."

"That much I know, but also that I am stubborn, annoyingly stubborn, a-and obstinate."

"Right," he mumbled, scratching his neck, ashamed. "I-I have no justification for that, and what I said was undeserved, I'm sorry," He apologized and fretted, detecting how Hiccup's body tensed. "If that helps, then I said that to convince you so you listen to me, rather than to hurt you."

"But ya did hurt me," She rumbled and after a moment of awkward silence turned to him, rapidly. "The fact is ya can't explain yerself, because there is no actual, good reason for the way both of ya, ya and my father, behaved. Constantly, ya try to close me from the village, like I can't take care of myself!"

"Hiccup, that isn't true, I don't think that! It's just the fact it's getting more dangerous that makes us behave like that! For sake, somebody threw a vegetable at you! They have basically harassed and shamed you, your own words!"

"And? I don't care about it, I'm not scared!"

"Okay, but I am!" He yelled, and witnessing how Hiccup's face loosened, to the point, there wasn't any anger, he gazed at the ground, resisting his arms at his bent knees.

In the meantime, the auburn-haired woman stared at him, confused and even worried. It was the first time she heard him say he was scared, she understood and exhaled, moving closer to him, so they sat next to each other. Even so, just as she opened her mouth, he overtook her.

"You may think that I am doing perfectly fine, that I am alright, after all, as you said, I work every day, I meet people and there is nothing I should be complaining about, but you're wrong. The truth is, I am not fine."

"Why?" She asked, glancing into Toothless's closed-up face. "Ya seemed to be, ya never told me-,"

"I didn't want you to know, I-," he faltered, peeking at Hiccup, while the concern clouded her features. "Every day, I see you, laying on that table, every time same upset. I guess, I didn't want to add anything to your uneasiness."

"Buddy, no matter what mood I am in, ya can talk with me, about anythin' and anytime, really," she admitted and straightened, exhaling. "Now, say me what's goin' on? Why would ya be scared? For me?"

"Not entirely," he started, gazing into the moon, resisting his head against the tree's wood. "Every day, I go out of the house, and wonder if I will even be back. The truth is, I am surrounded by people, scared people, that wish me death. Time ago, I wouldn't be bothered, because they're just humans, but now, seeing every day how the children avoid my presence, how mothers glance at me with disgust, how men, even the ones I work with, stare at me, grasping the handle of their weapons, the amount of them, I am terrified."

Looking at him, while her eyes went round, she grasped his arm, pressing her lips together. "Toothless, they won't hurt ya, ya know that?" She cracked, tightening her hold on him when he glanced at her.

"I know that they're people you have been with, for your whole life, but you have no idea what fear does to the creature, and they are scared, of me. Maybe, if there was only one person afraid, I wouldn't be bothered, but it's the whole village that can turn against me, at once."

"Well, I didn't mean that, exactly. They wouldn't be able to hurt ya."

"It's nice to know you have such a high opinion of me, but I doubt that."

"Why? Ya always have been sayin' how indomitable creature ya are," she stated and smirked when Toothless leered at her, lifting his brow, "and I'm sayin' it both in mockery and seriously."

"Well, I thought that, but unfortunately, every time I am trying to persuade myself with that knowledge, I remind myself of the situation from the arena, where I have been defeated by five men, and now, it's an entire island."

"Right," She replied, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Still, ya are the strongest man, for me."

"Nice to know," he reacted, turning his head to her and kissing her forehead. "I'm so, so sorry for hurting you, I swear I'll never again force you toward staying home, although I hope you'll be more careful, now," he persisted, encircling Hiccup with his arm and bringing her closer to himself. "Please, be more careful. I am so scared for myself, so imagine how worried sick I am for you."

"Okay, I will," she whispered, gaping at Toothless, who embraced her, squeezing her head into his neck and exhaling, relieved. "Toothless, may I ask ya somethin'?"

"Anything."

"Honestly," she urged, moving slightly away to gaze at his face, which nodded for her to begin. "Are ya," she hesitated, staring at his chest, nervously, "are ya happy here?"

Stroking the sides of her arms with his thumbs, while his arms were encircled around her form, Toothless hissed. "I'm not sure if that will answer your question, but I haven't changed," he paused, lowering his sight to their connected torsos, "I haven't been myself in a month."

"I see," she mumbled, while her stomach twisted. "I haven't changed in a long time as well, probably longer than ya did."

"Probably," he repeated, and then, hearing how Hiccup sniffled, ricocheted at her, faking a smile. "Hey, don't worry about it, really. If something makes me happy here, it's you, and if I have to sacrifice myself for that, my flight, I will."

"I don't want ya to sacrifice anythin' for me,"

"It's my choice, sunshine, so don't bother yourself with it," he declared, and witnessing Hiccup's flooded eyes, he grasped the back of her neck and brought their foreheads together. "Don't worry. Truthfully, I prefer to be with you, in the worst shit, than the best world without you. I love you, and you won't get rid of me so easily," he whispered, and Hiccup began sobbing, so Toothless pressed her forehead against his chest, rubbing with his thumb the back of her head. "It's okay, let it all out, you can, with me," he shushed, keeping his mouth against her hair.

"When will it be over?"

"I don't know, but soon, for sure," he pledged and hid his face in Hiccup's hair. "Freckle, I must ask, are you happy here?" He asked and rumbled, detecting how Hiccup shook her head before he kissed the top of it. "It'll be okay, we'll survive it, I swear."

"I am tired," she whimpered, gasping for air. "I am so tired."

"I know, I am too, but it'll get better, I promise. Even, if it won't, I-I will think of something. We'll figure out, something for sure."

"I doubt," she murmured, before straightening and meeting Toothless's worried gaze. "Maybe," she began, twisting her fingers, "maybe it would be better off that village."

"No, no, no, no," Toothless objected, shaking his head, while his chest's raising gained on velocity. "I am not leaving you, okay?! Whatever you'll say, I'm staying! I love you, Hiccup! I love you, I love you, and I won't lose you! As I said, it will be better, for sure, soon-,"

"Toothless, easy, calm down," she reassured, cupping his face. "Sweety, ya won't leave and ye're not losin' me, I didn't mean that."

"Y-You didn't," he recited, breathing out, relieved, and then, gripping her wrists. "Then, what did you mean?"

"Well," she grunted and Toothless lowered her hands, staring at her for the answer. "I thought that we may leave, together."

"Leave. Like, leave, leave. Fly off and never come back. Run away."

"Not exactly. We can say to others that we want to leave, a-and we can visit them, occasionally, and-," she stopped, glancing to the side. "I'm sorry, it's stupid, I know."

"No, no," he disagreed, shifting closer to her. "Go on, I'm listening."

Nodding, she found the courage to gaze at him and inhaled. "I just think- I know that I don't want to be here, and neither ya want. Where I want to be is with ya, because ya makes me always happy too, and I don't want to lose that happiness."

"Alright, but are you saying it seriously, now? What about your family, your life on the island?"

"Since the battle with Red Death my life on the island doesn't exist, and my family will want me to be happy, probably, right?"

"So, is it a yes?"

"Well, I think so. What about ya? Is that a yes?"

Afterward, Toothless inhaled soundly, before his eyes darted, excited. "Yes! Of course, it's a yes! Of course, I'll leave with you!" He exclaimed, looking heavenward. "Oh, you'll see how amazing it's going to be! I swear that'll be the best decision of your life," he vowed, before furrowing, skimming Hiccup's lopsided grin, "which you're not sure of."

"It's not that, I am sure but also nervous," she explained, cackling. "Well, my whole life I have lived in a village, and I'm used to it, so I don't know if I'll be able to, ya know, live in the wild."

"Maybe, but I've got good news for you, because your man lived his whole life in the wild, and will gladly teach you everything; how to hunt, about sources of water, which are the best, we may live straight like dragons or have a half-half and build ourselves a house, somewhere. It's your choice, but know that whatever you'll choose, I'll be here," he cheered, grasping her hands. "So?"

Gritting her teeth, Hiccup inhaled, gaping at Toothless's beamed face, before answering. "Yes, yes! I want to go," she exclaimed, and Toothless brought her in the hug, immediately, and lost balance, resulting in his fall rearwards on his back.

Afterward, they both laughed, while Hiccup was being shaken on Toothless's chest, because of his gasping. Just as they calmed down, she leaned closer to him and kissed him, deeply. Consequently, he encircled his arms around her, embracing her, so she was laying on top of him.

Eventually, after gasping for air, Hiccup smirked, narrowing her eyes at frowning, confused Toothless. "Well, the last, hardest thin' to do is tellin'," she pointed out, relying her chin on his chest.

"Telling? Telling who?" He questioned, disoriented, and Hiccup shook her head, stared at him, also giggled, observing how the realization dawned on his face, before his face scrunched up, irritated.