It had been a tiring day, classes at college all morning and then work all evening till night, Jack just wanted to kick his shoes off, worm his way into bed and not know anything of the world until beautiful, wonderful Saturday where he would be able to sleep in and cuddle with his Little boyfriend all he wanted.

The thought of Hiccup turned his tired face into a small smile, the brunet who always was early at home, waiting until Jack arrived to go to bed to make sure they were both equally as rested (or tired, if it was too late) the next morning, who bantered like he was trained for it, who would send his cat to attack him if he got mad for whatever reason, who always had a meal waiting for him when he had to work until very late.

The familiar sight of his apartment had the grace of turning his feet from lead to feathers, almost running up the steps, breezing past the manager to the elevator and impatiently pressing the button to his floor. He had taken his keys out on the trip and it was a short 4 long steps to his door, jamming the key in the lock and getting inside as if a zombie hoard was on his heels.

He slumped against the door, sighing happily at the feeling of home, the scent of cat litter and warmth from the heater. Toothless looked at him from his perch on the couch and meowed loudly, padding his way to him to rub his head on his leg a single time with a loud purr before going back to his spot.

Jack snickered at the black cat and hurried to the kitchen to drop his bag with his books and work uniform and steal a long swig directly from the milk carton. Luckily Hiccup wasn't around or he'd be dead by now…

Wait.

Where was Hiccup?

He was usually around the main rooms when waiting for Jack; there was nothing in the kitchen or the living room to tell him he'd been doing anything around there for a few hours. The albino frowned, placing the milk back and closing the fridge with a soft sound of rattling bottles, and took his shoes off on the way to the inside of the apartment.

"Hic? Are you there?" He asked out loud, worry overtaking his features at the lack of response. Hic would've texted him if he was going out, right? And Toothless seemed really calm and his bowl was full, Hic had to be somewhere around…

Jack reached the door to their room, which was oddly closed for some reason, and entered without a word. The room was empty at first glance, nothing out of place except something small resting harmlessly on the king sized bed.

He stepped closer, cocking his head in curiosity as to why was there a single peppermint candy cane on his bed, innocently staring at him…or it would if, you know, candy had eyes, but that'd be creepy.

He had just grabbed the cane, turning it in his hand when he heard the door creak and shut close. He whirled around so fast he felt dizzy, and if that wasn't enough what little was left of his blood in his brain flooded from his head straight to some more…necessary areas…at present.

Because for some reason he couldn't quite fathom (and he honestly didn't care to guess), Hiccup was standing right there, in front of the door, wearing a suit that complimented the candy currently holding onto Jack's hand for dear life.

A Santa suit.

A really fucking sexy Santa suit.

The red heeled boots made no sound as he walked the short distance from the door to the bed Jack didn't even realize he'd sat down on, the really, really short skirt of the dress swaying with every step, along with the fluffy hood that covered his more than likely bare shoulders and over his head. He reached the edge of the bed and placed a leg on either side of Jack's hips, kneeling over his form while his arms (long red gloves well past his elbow) wound themselves around the pale teen's neck.

"You didn't forget what day is tomorrow, didn't you?" Hiccup asked, his voice low enough to just reach Jack's flushed ears. "I thought it'd be nice to help you remember"

Jack gulped hard and his eyes traveled outside through the window, the sight of cheerful green and red lights decorating the houses on the other side of the street catching his eye for the first time. His hands raised from clenching the sheets and slowly moved to rest on the brunet's small hips, his fingers brushing the white fluffy edge of the skirt and lightly touching the soft skin of his thigh. "Guess it flew from my mid for a moment there"

Hiccup hummed, hiding his face in the crook of Jack's neck. "You've been very bad, Jack" He whispered against the pale skin. "Wonder what I should get you this year as a punishment"

Jack's head leveled enough to let a grin spread on his face, his hands daring to slip under the red fabric to rub the skin of Hiccup's inner thigh. "Am I on the naughty list?"

He hissed when he felt a harsh bite on his neck, followed by a soft tongue lapping the hurt area. "You hold the record" Hiccup chuckled, rocking his hips in time with Jack's caresses, one of his hand trailing from his neck down the albino's back in a line over his spine, making Jack arch in response and grunt as his hold on the small boy's legs tightened.

"Well then" Jack muttered, playing with the red fabric of the skirt. "Let's make this a white Christmas"

The sun filtered through the windows, the curtains that were never closed letting the light flood the room in the late morning.

A body stirred in the bed, the covers shifting as a glove clad hand darted out to pull the covers over his head with a groan, shielding his face from the sun.

"'S the matter" Jack mumbled, his bare torso half draped over Hiccup under the sheets. "'S too early"

Hiccup grumbled in response, sighing heavily before turning around from laying on his belly to sit, letting Jack's arm fall on his lap. His very sticky lap. The hood hung from his shoulders, his hair a wild mess of brown sticking everywhere, and the candy cane Jack had found last night stuck to his mouth. He stared at it for a moment, crossing his eyes for that, and finally gave it a hard bite, crunching what was in his mouth, the rest falling atop the sheets.

Jack laughed and Hiccup turned to look at him, dropping back into the pillows and huddling closer to the albino as he watched him with sleepy blue eyes.

"Hi" Jack whispered, voice still hoarse from both having just woken up and what had transpired last night.

Hiccup hummed in response, hiding his face in the pillow and shifting to get the outfit he was still wearing to accommodate to his position. He yelped when a cold hand found its way under the skirt, not alike last night.

"Looks like we made it snow" Jack snickered, both referring to the stickiness in Hiccup's legs and the soft dusting of snow falling from the sky that could be seen through the window.

"Ho ho ho" The brunet said, face still against the pillow muffling the sound but not his hearing so he heard when Jack laughed.

"What did you call me?"

"Oh shut it" He said, raising to rest his torso on his arms and stare down at his boyfriend with as much dignity as one could while wearing a dress. He smiled anyway and dropped on top of Jack's back, making him huff at the sudden weight over him. "Merry Christmas Snowflake"

Jack hummed, closing his eyes and letting the brunet curl on top of him, his gloves hands squirming to get under his chest. "Merry Christmas Hic"