JackFrostXHiccup

Hey! Guess who’s not dead! I feel like I say that so much it should just be my catch phrase at this point. Quick heads up, there’s a bit of an author’s note/house keeping thing at the end of the chapter if you are interested in what happening with me and stuff. Anywho, I hope you enjoy my darlings! Jack blinked his eyes slowly as he awoke the next morning, his sleep-muddled brain trying to make sense of the unfamiliar weight radiating warmth pressed against his side. He turned his head and came face to face with a pair a bright green eyes set in a familiar freckled face. Memories of the previous night came rushing back to t

    As soon as Hiccup entered the North household he was set upon by Jack’s mother.    “Hiccup! Its so wonderful to see you again! Welcome to our home. You can just leave your shoes by the door and here, let me take your bag. You’ve met Pitch now.” She led Hiccup into a kitchen that may have been bigger then his entire first floor, but he’d have to pace it off to be sure.      “He has.” Pitch replied from where he was standing, half buried in an enormous refrigerator pulling out various things and setting them on the counter.      “And you’ve met Aster of course.”      “He

    Hiccup felt groggy when he awoke Friday morning, a side effect of having woken up in the middle of the night that made it more difficult to crawl out of bed than usual but he managed and was soon feeling a bit more awake. Soon he was heading to school, the small overnight bad he had packed slung over his shoulder next to his backpack. He arrived at school just in time to duck in before the bell rang and give Jack a discreet little wave as he was walking into the gym. It was more difficult then usual for him to concentrate on his classes, his brain was much more interested in thinking about after school than chemistry. He was nervous to me

    Hiccup excused himself to his room soon after Jack left, both because his nerves were shot after Mrs. North’s sudden appearance and because he really was tired. He pulled out his phone to text Jack as soon as he got to his room and found a message from Jack already waiting for him.      Jack:): I am *so* sorry!    Hiccup: You better be! That was way to close- *delete delete delete* Its ok, no harm done. That was way to close thought Jack.    Jack:): I know, I already brought my mom up to speed and I’ll make sure everyone is briefed before I go to sleep.      Hiccup: Alright. Thanks Jack :) Near disaster aside I had a rea

“You get to the question about the three legged squirrel yet?” Jack hadn’t, he hadn’t made much progress at all since they came up to the room, his mind taking turns being distracted by by warm fuzzy thoughts of Hiccup saying ‘yes I’ll be your boyfriend’ and the much less pleasant thoughts about Hiccup’s dad’s reaction to the news story during dinner. He really hadn’t meant to get rilled up then, but Hiccup’s dad’s comments had blindsided him. He hadn’t thought that hiding his relationship with Hiccup would mean having to listen to that sort of crap and bite his ton

    When Hiccup arrived at the spot near the gym doors he and Jack had agreed on that morning the white haired teen was nowhere to be seen among the many students rushing to freedom and so Hiccup was left to stand awkwardly by the door and wait. Thankfully he didn’t have to wait too long, only about five minutes after classes got out, before Jack arrived wearing one of the school’s ‘physical fitness uniforms’ and a pair a basketball shorts carrying a gym bag over one shoulder. Hiccup had always hated the uniforms which were basically numberless versions of the school’s basketball jerseys tho he was suddenly findi

    Hiccup awoke breathing hard, his hair plastered to his head, wet lines ran from the corners of his eyes down the sides of his face onto his pillow. The too familiar images of his nightmares rapidly fading from his mind left nothing behind but the usual sense of helplessness and guilt. He took several deep breaths and squeezed his eyes shut, drying them on his blanket. He tried to focus his mind on the coming day, which wasn’t much help as he remembered that he was returning to school today. Yay. The faint light creeping into Hiccup’s room through his blinds told him that trying to go back to sleep wasn’t an option. He gl

 The next morning was Stoick, Hiccup and Jack sitting at the table and having breakfast. Stoick raised an eyebrow when he saw that Hiccup gave Jack two fishes after he had given Toothless his food. “Son?” he questioned as Jack happily ate the fish. “He likes fish. Refuses to eat anything else.” Hiccup said and got his own breakfast. Stoick nodded slowly and studied Jack. “So... Jack was it?” he said and Jack looked up from his fish to look at Stoick when he heard his name. Stoick cleared his throat. “So. Where are you from? And how did you get here?” he asked and looked sternly at Jack.

    Hiccup blinked groggily as he awoke from one of the best dreams he'd had in a long time. Several loud bangs sounded from somewhere above his head, which he found odd, what was someone doing on the roof? Hiccup shifted, planning to stretch his arms out, but froze as he registered the arm wrapped snuggly around his chest. Hiccup's perception shifted like the flick of a switch as he realized that what he had thought was a dream was in fact reality and he was at that moment lying in his basement with Jack's arm holding him close to the other boy, his smooth rhythmic breathing telling Hiccup that Jack too had fallen asleep.