A/N: This story is my personal take on how hiccstrid got canon. Everything that follows takes place on Berk.

Because I refuse to believe that they waited till the arriving of the edge to become a thing.

However I decided to give the characters the age they have in the show, the show obviously being RTTE. Because ROB DOB charecter age just seemed a little bit too early for what I had in mind.This means they are all eighteenish. More or less.

Also. This story is super smutty, which now you understand why I chose a more mature age.

This thing is M rated, like dangerously M rated.

But it will contain a plot people!

(who would have thought, uh?)

Another thing. This is my first time ever trying smut and I am not an English native speaker so pardon me in advance for any grammar mistakes that you will find. But hey, I promise I'll try to keep the ratio extra low.

I would really appreciate it if you'd give me a shot. It's a good story.

Especially if you're feeling horny ;)

Enjoy

Xx

He was so fucking close.

The sight was just mesmerizing. He could look at it now. He could stare at it. Literally.

And she wouldn't have had any complaints about it. In fact, she was smiling at him while he was staring at her ass bouncing up and down as he fucked her. It was a firm ass, exactly how he had imagined it.

Maybe better.

And he did have some sort of idea on what to expect. Oh... He did. In fact he would be lying if he didn't admit all of his peeking under her spikey brownish gown during training sessions. He had lost the count on how many nights he had pictured her silky bouncy little ass in his mind that anyone in the archipelago would have questioned his mental health if they knew. But nobody knew and his mental health seemed kind of okay to him.

They were doing it in his room. His dad was at the great hall handling a meeting so there was no one home. He didn't quite remember how they ended up doing it in his bedroom but somehow they did.

They didn't think it was a bad thing or wrong in any way. Really. They've been friends since forever after all.

Astrid Hofferson and Hiccup Haddock.

Best friends.

Although their closeness had raised some rumors about their relationship in the past they had both made it entirely clear that they were just friends. In fact no one had ever caught them in any odd romantic behaviour towards one another in years.

During their spare time they usually talked about new battle moves, or a new weapon they saw from different traiders that they desperately wanted to try out. And they also often talked about their friends and teased them a lot or if that just wasn't the case they would have started with the usual parental teasing and often challenged themselves on who had the most annoying ones. Needless to say that he always won.

But that afternoon had been different. He remembered offering to take her home once training sessions had finished. And from then on his memories were kind of blurred. He didn't recall much. But what he did recall was kissing her. He remembered the sweet taste of her rosey soft lips and her addicting perfume. He remembered the slickness of her tongue once it entered his mouth and how caressing hers with his own sent nice sensations towards the southern regions of his body. Somehow they ended up walking into his house laughing like two disrespectful kids who had done something they shouldn't have but eventually did and got away with it.

The kiss they shared wasn't witnessed by so many people. There had only been two men who were walking down the main street of the village that saw them making out between some houses while carrying a bucket of fish on their shoulders and that had given them a non approval look. They would have probably told his father later on this evening, but right now who cared?

They headed into his house laughing and kissing each other. Luckily for them, they would have had the entire house to themselves.

And now, here they were. Completely naked and fucking like two wild animals on his bed.

He was sitting at the edge of it and she was sitting right on top of him showing her ass off in the most flirtatious manner. He was utterly sidetracked both by her and her body. He could see not only her ass bouncing on his cock but her breast as well from behind. Instinctivly he put his hand on her left breast and she moaned after letting her left hand rest upon his.

"Hiccup"

He smiled. He loved when she moaned. Especially his name. It was the divinest sound ever.

"You having fun?"

He asked while trailing the upper part of her back with light kisses. Gods he wanted to lick every single inch of her body.

She moaned.

He then gently placed his lips on her skin to suck on her collarbone. And after a while he decided to slowly lick it from her shoulder upwards till the reaching of her ear where he exhaled a hot breath that sent shivers down her spine. He then gently nipped at her earlobe.

"Tell me who's my slutty girl."

He said putting his right hand on her clit while his left one was still resting on her breast.

She started speeding up the pace she was fucking him with, while releasing little moans from time to time. She didn't want to say it out loud. She was feeling embarrassed. And he loved it.

"Nice sounds milady. But that wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear..."

He could feel his cock throbbing inside her pussy harder than ever before. And thinking that she too could feel his dick pulsing with anticipation and excitement inside of her wet genitals was driving him insane.

It only was their first time and it already felt amazing for the both of them. He was afraid he could seriously become addicted to this but maybe in reality he already was.

He caught her ass bouncing once again and her perfect tiny beautiful little asshole hidden between her juicy asscheeks. And then an idea popped to mind.

He decided to push his luck and do something reckless. Something that he'd always dreamed of doing late at night in that exact same room when thinking about her body and all of the filthiest things he would have done to it.

He brought his middle finger to his mouth and licked just the tip with his tongue and then he brought it down to her tight little asshole and gently caressed the skin around it.

After some seconds spent massaging the sensitive skin with his finger he brought it back to his mouth once again and licked it more eagerly than before now knowing that he could taste herself on it now. His heart was racing faster than ever before. He then decided to push his luck even more and push the tip of his finger up inside her magnificent tight little asshole.

Gods she was so tight.

"Ahhhh. M-more...mhhh."

He gave her a smug smile and thanked every god that ever existed for not giving her the possibility of seeing it.

"More of what if I may ask, milady?"

"Stop with the teasing. You know what!"

Suddenly he gave a very hard thurst in her pussy while he was finger fucking her ass. Later on he started to keep up the rythm syncing the first action with the latter.

After some final thrusts he removed his finger from her ass.

But before he could do anything else she turned around excusevily to suck on it with a broad proud smile and two wide blue eyes.

Thor, he loved those eyes.

This sight was too much for him. He burst as hard as he's ever recalled doing before in her wet insides and moaned as loud as he could as if he didn't care. Because he definetely didn't care about other people hearing or knowing about their new found extra activities... He didn't care if the world heard the moans of pure adoration towards the woman of his dreams.

Because right now she was.

She was his whole world.

And his whole world had to hear his moans of pleasure.

He was sure he had never experienced something as intense as this throughout his whole life. And he didn't want it to end. He wanted it to last forever.

But then as he was about to finish up his first real wrenching orgasm everything stopped for some odd reason.

And then he woke up. His breath was racing. He found himself sitting on his bed. His face was covered up in sweat and his hair was a mess. He wiped his forhead with the back of his hand in a very slow-like sleeping manner. His bedroom was feebly lighted.

It had been just a dream.

He lied back on his bed while exhaling long frustrated breaths of dissapointment. This just wasn't fair. She'd always pop up in his dreams at night doing something as crazy as that just to be encountered by him the very next day and remind him of their current friendship status. Not that it was a bad thing, obviously. But it really wasn't a good thing either considering the situation. He wanted more than a mutual friendship. So much more.

To be fair he's always wanted more. The thing was, he didn't know how to break the news to her quite yet.

Gods. He had such a filthy mind...

Those dreams had become kind of frequent to him during the last few months but only because she had started a new odd way of flirting.

In all honesty he didn't know if the thing she was doing could have been considered as flirting. Maybe it was just him. He must have been reading her the wrong way. He was sure of it.

But then again, she's been so touchy lately.

No. Come on, this was Astrid after all, the toughest girl on Berk. The one he's been crushing on since forever. The one friend that's always been there for him no matter what.

The one that was definetely not flirting with him because she was comfortable with the two of them being just friends.

He couldn't possibly be attracted by her?

Well actually he could. He's always known that.

But sexually? When did it even start?

Although her non-clear signals, he had to find somewhere the guts to face her without dying of embarassement every single day at the thought of the events that occured the previous night between them. And he was seriously doubting whether he could continue to pretend these dreams and sexualized thoughts he was constantly having in his head about her ever existed.

Because they did exist. In his mind, but still.

He was afraid. He didn't want to lose her but he felt like these thoughts he was always having about her would have eventually brought their friendship to the point of cracking. Completely. And gods, that was absolutely not what he wanted. He loved her. But he also desired her. He couldn't get himself to feel either love or lust towards her. Because he was feeling both.

And he was afraid that sometimes he couldn't distinguish one thing from the other.

Was lust a bad thing? Love certainly wasn't. But he couldn't get his head to focus on one damn thing without focusing on the other. So they were basically related. And it sucked. Why couldn't he love her without feeling the need of twisting everything she did in a sexualised thought? It just wasn't normal.

She was his innocent unsuspecting adorable caring friend that definetely wasn't flirting with him. And although those dreams always felt both frustrating and amazing to him he still wanted to respect her. And he definetely couldn't do that by revealing how he really felt about her or else all of his kinky thoughts.

He got up and put some clothes on. The day was about to begin and he wasn't ready to face her again. But he had to.

He went downstairs just to find it empty. Not even Toothless was there but he didn't worry too much. He was probably out waiting for his morning flight to begin. He didn't generally like sleeping in late.

And about his father... Well he didn't really know where he might have been.

With everything that was constanly going on in the village he was the least bit present at home. And being always on his own bothered him. But he couldn't possibly get himself to talk about it with him.

Oh no.

He may have been reckless sometimes but he wasn't fucking foolish. He decided to ignore it all, eat something and exit the house. He took a long breath of fresh air looking at the little village covered in snow.

Snoggletog was approaching. In fact it was coming in two weeks so everyone was starting to get prepared to celebrate the holidays.

The village was already full of decorations, lights hanging everywhere that were visible at night, the huge tree in the centre square already full of painted shields. And this year, with some of what Astrid liked to call decorative weapons stuck in the painted wood. It added somewhat of a good finishing touch to her.

And no one had really complained when she exposed her idea to the village. Not even his father had complained. And that was odd, to say the least...

He was told by his friends that the last time she brought something up during Snoggeltog she ended up burning up the entire village with dragon eggs. Unluckly, that Snoggeltog, he didn't happen to be around to see that. Pity.

But at the end the tree weapons idea turned out being less... explosive. Fortunately.

Decorations were not the only thing everyone was preparing. In fact constant night celebrations with music and dances weren't an uncommon thing either.

As for today, it was just beautiful. The sun was shining feebly while lighting the white soft snow and the sky was clear. In fact not so many clouds were visible. He streched his arms while checking if Toothless was on the rooftop. But he wasn't.

"Toothless?"

He checked on the other side of his house but he found nothing. Toothless wasn't there.

Well this was getting strange...

Maybe he grew tired of staying alone in the cold weather and headed to the arena where the other dragons were supposed to be.

Where Astrid was supposed to be along with his friends and the other dragons. Great.

But before he even got a chance to leave his household something curious captured his attention.

Toothless.

Well this wasn't curious at all but kids laughing upon his back? And a mad Astrid running right behind them?

This was indeed really curious.

"Hiccup, stop them!"

As Astrid said those words he looked over Toothless' back and recognized the two Thorgard twins and the Ivar girl.

More precisely Harold and Finn Thorgard, the two not look alike twins, and Ingrid Ivar, Astrid's little cousin. She looked a lot like her when she was young. And to him it was kind of adorable.

Her attitude, not as much...

They were the three young brats of the village.

Always up to something and never sucessfully good enough at being still, quite and overall peacefull.

"Run Toothless run!"

Harold said while looking at Astrid running behind them. He had short brown hair, unlike his twin Finn who had short blond hair and green eyes.

But as Toothless met Hiccup's eyes he immediately stopped, rasing slightly the snow above his feet, well foot.

The three little kids had become quiet. And were feeling scared because of Astrid coming towards their way.

"Uh-W-What is happening?"

Hiccup said a little bit confused.

Meanwhile Ingrid had gone off Toothless to escape from her angry cousin.

"Oh no, you little trouble maker. Where do you think you're going?"

And in one swift manner she grabbed Ingrid by her waist and put her on her right shoulder.

She soon started to give feeble punches on Astrid's back.

"Let go of me!"

"Oh you wish. Aunt will be so mad when I tell her..."

"Astrid. What is happening again?

"They were trying to stuck the decorative weapons way up onto the tree with the help of Toothless."

Hiccup looked at the boys who were averting their gaze in a resentful way and then looked at Toothless, who was doing the same although not having done anything wrong. Poor thing. He was the real victim here.

He came nearby and scratched both his head and his neck.

"It's okay bud."

At that Toothless gave him a joyful growl while happily moving his head up and down almost making fall Harold and Finn to the ground but fortunately they held on tight.

"As for you two. Why are you always up to something?"

"It's not our fault!" Harold said dissapointed.

"We just wanted to show Ingrid the new tradition."

He saw Finn nodding in agreement before speaking: "Yeah, the one your girlfriend brought up!"

He looked towards Astrid. She too was staring but as soon as she realized he was doing the same she turned her head and crossed her arms looking angrily at the little one.

"I'm nobody's girlfriend."

"Yeah she's not... I mean we aren't... Ugh... Doesn't matter. Listen. Ingrid just got here. I know you're excited because you don't get to see her that often. But let's not ruin the holidays just yet, okay? Now, I'm sure the three of you can find a safer way to etertain youselves without causing a lot of trouble."

"But it was fun!" Ingrid said angrily while still trying to free herself from the deadly hold Astrid was keeping her with.

"It was not. It was dangerous and stupid of you."

said Astrid.

"No you are!"

"Dangerous?" asked Hiccup.

"No. She's stupid!"

Astrid's glare turned into a death one and Hiccup noticed. Before he could stop her she had already turned around and angrily started to walk away with the little girl on her shoulder.

The little boys had noticed as well and looked overall worried about what Astrid would possibly do to Ingrid.

He knew he had to do something. And fast.

"Oh. You really shouldn't have said that.I'm taking you to your mom. You'll tell her everything you did, how does that sound?"

"Let go of me! You're the worst cousin ever!"

Ingrid started to punch Astrid's back and move her body in an attempt to free herself. But it didn't work.

"Hey hey hey Astrid, what are you doing?"

He stopped her, positioning himself in front of her.

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

He sighed.

"I mean, don't you think you're being a little bit too hursh on her?

She raised an eyebrow.

"Come on. It's her first day here since months! Let her have some fun with the boys. I bet they are just as excited as Ingrid to get to spend some time together. Only this time in a non dangerous way?"

His statement had shook her. And it showed.

"Are you saying I encouraged them? I was the one that was trying to stop them!"

"I'm not saying you were. All I'm saying is just let it go."

He finshed his answer while awkwardly moving his shoulders upwards and tryng to let her understand. Her look became sympathetic and her grip started to soften up.

"Yeah. Especially me. Le me go you evil monster!"

Astrid's eyebrows furrowed.

"What did you just call me?"

"Okay."

Hiccup said as he took the little girl away from Astrid's grip fearing what she would do to her if he didn't do anything.

He gently placed her on the ground and adjusted her messy hair in a caring manner.

"I think we can end it there..."

She averted his gaze looking down so he leaned down serching hers.

"Right Ingrind?"

She rolled her eyes and then sighed.

"Okay..."

"Good."

"But she was the one who started acting crazy, not me."

"What? I was not. I was only worr-"

She was immediately stopped by Hiccup's look.

It told her that he would have handled things on his own and that her speaking would have caused more damage, so she remained silent, even though it bothered her.

" You have to understand that sometimes certain activities may seem fun at first but they're actually not. They are extremely dangerous and you could get hurt."

"You too guys..."

He said looking towards Harold and Finn's direction.

"We just wanted to ride a dragon."

Harold said.

"You're way too young for that." Astrid replied.

Hiccup saw their sad faces and although he was feeling bad for them Astrid was was kind of sad. They were young but yet so eager to learn.

"Astrid's right. But hey, you'll get to start your training sooner than you imagine. I promise."

"Really? the little girl asked hopefully.

"I'll talk to the chief."

Then he added, whispering in a playful manner: "I'll see what he can do."

What came after was utterly unexpected.

Ingrid hugged him. He was stunned and his eyes were wide open in shock. He looked towards Astrid. She seemed incredulous but yet relieved.

"thank you."

He laughed feebily, then he carefully shrugged her off.

"Now go to the great hall. It's freezing cold out here."

She nodded in understanding. Then she headed towards the twins to leave.

"You see? Your boyfriend is a lot nicer than you are." Ingrid shouted in a teasing manner.

She tensed up and then got angry again.

"You should go before I chase you down for the second time this morning."

And they left laughing hysterically.

"Well, good morning I guess?"

Hiccup said after a while looking at Astrid.

She sighed.

"Sorry, I didn't even...good morning."

her being flustrated caused him to smile.

So she reciprocated

Thor her smile.

She was so beautiful. He wished he could tell her but words didn't come out so easily.

"So... I suppose decorations aren't going well?

"No, they are doing fine. I'm just hoping we can finish off before the dragons leave, you know?"

It was that time of the year again in which the would be spending Snoggletog without dragons because they needed to lay eggs. They usually returned after a few days but still.

"Yeah...I could help, you know?"

"Thank 'd certainly be a lot more helpful than those three. I still can't believe you didn't lose your temper..."

Astrid said while scratching Toothless that had been playing in the snow for the past few minutes.

"Yeah, I'm good with kids. Unlike a certain someone..."

"Excuse me? I tried to be good, okay? The thing is they were acting too irresponsible."

"Yeah you're right. It just seemed like they really wanted to ride a dragon."

"Like I said, they're too young. They're only six. I don't even know why you promised such a thing. Your father will never agree to start their training before the the time is right."

"I'm optimistic."

"You're an idiot."

"Yeah that too."

She smiled and crossed her arms in an attempt to warm herself up.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"Yeah, a little bit... I guess that Ingrid really kept me warm by making me run around all the village."

He laughed feebily.

"Where's Stormfly by the way? Why did you run instead of flying?"

"She's at my home. She was sleeping when I left and I didn't feel like waking her up."

At that name Toothless became feisty.

"Well someone looks excited." Astrid said.

"Did you hear what Astrid has just said? Stormfly's sleeping bud. Something you should actually learn how to do..."

Toothless rolled his eyes and mimed his previous mouth gestures emitting growls from time to time. This made Astrid laugh.

"You see who I'm dealing with?"

"What do you say if we go and wake the girl up, Toothless?"

At that the dragon started to jump happily around her and then he swifly licked her face as a thank you.

"Nice seeing that I'm still your favourite bud."

She got close to him smiling heartly and gently put her hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, you still are."

His heart started to pump vigorously. Yeah she's definitely been more touchy lately. And he loved it. Well he also displeased it, because he so desperately desired to confess his undying love to her all the time and yet he had to suffer in silence, not telling a word. He couldn't describe it.

It was such an odd feeling. He was always this close to tell her but then he stopped.

It was rejection. It was the fear of being rejected.

Fear of losing the best thing that ever happened to him in his life. Fear of losing his best friend. Well, best female human friend.

He glanced at her eyes. Those gorgeous blue eyes of hers. And then he glanced at her lips.

The ones he had kissed so many times in his dreams. The ones he's always dreaded to savor.

He remembered a dream in which he'd bit her lower one. What followed his action had been a devilish smirk, breathless moans and panting as he proceeded to kiss her exposed neck due to her arched back.

And then that dream faded along with her gaze that she had now withdrawn.

It made him feel empty. Her averting his gaze made him realize that he was living in a lie , in an illusion. But yet those illusions helped him to keep up with the emptiness he was constantly feeling. Somehow, in a strange way, the illusions he created with her were still a far better thing from reality.

He didn't like reality. He liked illusions.

"I-I think we should go..."

she said.

"S-Sure"

Xx

And... This was silent. A litte bit too much for his liking. They've walked silently for the past five minutes without exchanching a word.

It was starting to get awkward. If only he could read her mind. He'd alway wondered what her thoughts would be...

He wasn't sure about that. The only thing he was sure about was that if she'd ever be able to read hi, she would feel completely disgusted and maybe disappointed.

Maybe she was just thinking exactly what he was thinking. Maybe she just wanted to make this whole thing less embarrassing? Exchange a few words? Walk silently? He really didn't know.

He sighed.

"What?" she asked.

"What do you mean what?" he replied.

"You just sighed."

He would facepalm himself if he could.

"Oh, that..." he said while stroking the back of his head and laughing nervously.

"It's just that there have been a few things on my mind lately, that's all."

pure utter silence followed his statement but after a few seconds it got interrupted.

"Really? Like what?"

You. All the time.

"Oh...Y-you know, just the usual stuff..."

"Is it because of your father's departure?"

Oh yeah. He almost forgot about it. His father was gonna leave in a week. He told him that he would need to meet a tribe and seal an alliance.

It was a good thing that they weren't hostile.

But then again, in the last period he occasionaly happend to see him. It was like a couple of times per day. One time during the morning and one time when he came back home to sleep. That was it.

So the whole "departure" thing like she called it, didn't bother him that much. However he decided to exploit the situation to himself.

"Oh yeah...It's a little bit stressing."

He felt her hand grabbing his forearm.

"Hey you know you can talk to me about anything, right Hiccup?"

She was doing it again. Being touchy.

No, he had to stop. They were friends, it was normal for her to seek some sort of contact.

They were friends after all. Contact was cool.

He put his hand above hers in a caring manner.

She flinched.

"don't worry, I know."

her hand was so cold. He wanted to warm her hands with his own, without feeling the need to explain himself. But unfortunately they were just friends, so he let go of her hand and she let go of her grip on his forearm.

They started to silently walk again until the reaching of Astrid's house.

At that sight Toothless started to jump impatiently up and down and to point at the little household with his head.

"I guess we'll start to wake the girl up before going, uh?"

Astrid said entering her household but then she stopped noticing that Hiccup wasn't following her, unlike Toothless.

"Are you coming?"

"What about your parents?"

It was clear what he meant by that. He didn't want to enter the house without their permission.

"Hiccup it's fine. They went fishing. And my aunt exited the house this morning. She didn't tell me what for though."

With an hesitant pace, he walked in. And Astrid closed the door behind them.

Her house was feebly lighted by the morning was a muffled fireplace on his right, soon after the entry on top of which were hanging two axes. There was also a rounded carpet lying on the wooden floor right in front of the fireplace and on top of it there were a rocking chair, that he supposed was for her mother, and a bigger normal one that he supposed was for her father.

At the end of the hut there was the kitchen. Forks and Knifes were on the windowsill.

Right in front of it there was a big table encircled by six chairs. He didn't quite know what the sixth one was for since her uncle didn't come to pay a visit but he decided not to ask. He didn't want to be too indescreet after all.

At the corner of the kitchen there was a little table on top of which were lying maps, helmets, pencils, mugs and some books.

It wasn't like he hadn't been here before. Oh he had. Three times. With her parents present. And he hadn't quite liked the pressure her father had put on him. It was like he could stare right through his soul and also read his mind.

And that last thing horrified him since the only thing that was supposed to be there was kinky stuff he would do to his daughter.

He knew it was ridiculous but he was still scared he would give away something wrong.

"Hey Stormfly, come downstairs girl."

Astrid shouted.

She came dowstairs with some growls of happiness and when she saw Toothless she became ecstatic. They started to jump and chasing each other around the house.

But in doing so Stormfly knocked the kitchen table down with her tail.

"Oh noo!"

Astrid went to the kitchen to try and lift up the table but it was heavier than she gave it credit for.

"Let me help."

Hiccup said approaching himself to the kitchen.

"Thanks."

"Toothless, go with Stormfly and wait for us outside, will you?"

At that, they exited growling apologetically.

"I'm sorry."

He said while helping her to lift up the table.

"What? It's not your fault."

"If she hadn't seen Toothless she wouldn't-"

"It's okay."

They raised the table up and eventually panted was heavy, more than it seemed to be.

Looking down he saw a sketchbook. He supposed it fell from the table so he picked it up.

"Hey this was on the floor. It looks like the one I have at home."

He said while holding the little sketchbook between his thumb and his forefinger in front of his face.

Astrid froze.

She was still holding the opposite side of the table and didn't dare to move.

He looked at her incredulously.

"Astrid, is this mine?" he asked curiously.

Maybe it was wrong to make certain assumptions about the girl he loved but it really did look like one of those sketchbooks he kept at home.

She rushed towards him and tried to take the little object away from his hands.

But she couldn't. He wouldn't let her.

"What are you doing? Give it back!"

He was holding the little sketchbook in his hand, above his head and hers as well.

He really did grow up. It didn't seem believable that only a year ago he was still some inches shorter than she was. She would always make fun out of him. Oh, the irony...

She jumped and tried to reach his hand but couldn't. He stole a glance at her eyes. He saw rage and... Was that fear?

Was Astrid Hofferson scared of a little sketchbook? Why was that?

The hint of fear only lasted a few seconds before being newly replaced by pure and utter rage.

Noticing that she couldn't beat him in height she slowly backed off and exhaled a heavy breath.

Her arms went stiff near her torso and her chin raised up more than normal.

Two words followed her actions. Two simple words.

"It's mine."

Words that he obviously still didn't believe. Because he was certain.

That sketchbook was his. She must have taken it by mistake. What he didn't understand was why she was still denying that.

He furrowed.

"Astrid, I'm pretty sure this thing is mine. I had lost it. I actually didn't find it at home. It's a good thing you have it. Fortuately the twins didn't take it." He laughed, feeling relieved, and made a gesture to open the sketchbook but his hand was stopped by hers.

He looked at her eyes. Rage but a little hint of fear was visible again.

"It's mine. Give it to me."

Okay. She was acting strange. And he didn't even know why.

"I bought it from trader Johann. I'm sure it's mine."

"I KNOW. YOU SUGGESTED ME TO BUY IT ON THE SAME DAY! DON'T YOU REMEMBER ANYTHING?"

this was just crazy.

"Okay. Fine. Let's read it then."

It was no longer rage she was looking at him with. She transpired fright, terror, horror.

"Wh-what?" her voice was feeble when she asked the question, almost a whisper. If he hadn't been literally face to face to her like he was now, he was sure he wouldn't have been able to hear her.

"I said let's read it." he concluded with a disappointed tone. What upset him the most was that she wasn't willing to believe him.

And it hurt. He was in the right. She was not.

He was sure of it.

"N-no. You're not being serious, right?"

"The only thing there is in this sketchbook are notes. I've used this as a sort of draft specifically for the book of dragons. This thing has been going on for years. I recognise my work when I see it. So yeah. Let's open it."

Everything happened in a blink of an eye.

He saw her getting close to him and trying to reach the sketchbook already upon his head, he heard her pleading not to read it, not to open the damn thing. But her pleading fell deaf to his hears. He was in the right. He was sure. He had been sure the entire time.

His sureness faded. It simply went away as it quickly got replaced by embarrassment, shame.

And hatred, towards himself.

He felt shame as he stood there with the now opened sketchbook in his hands that on the first page read:

Astrid's diary.

Shame, as he felt her grip softening. Shame, and empathy as he felt his tunic starting to get wet.

He made the most beautiful creature in the world cry. She was crying because of him.

Because he had been so stupid to not respect her privacy.

And he hated himself.

But despite all this, he still loved the girl that was crying on his chest, the one he had disrespected, the one that was probably feeling such a hatred for him in this moment that if he knew, he probably wouldn't handle it.

"Leave."

Her face was still hidden from his view.

He closed the sketchbook and put it on the table.

He tried to raise her face just a little so he could talk to her and maybe apologize.

"Astrid-"

"I SAID LEAVE!"

He did as she asked, then he felt the door of her house closing behind him.

Meanwhile Astrid sensed Toothless raising himself up in the air oblivious about everything that had happened between her and his best human friend.

She fell to the ground. The tears didn't stop.

And the silence of that house circled her, leaving no escape.

Xx

End A/N: i'm sorry for the sad ending.

I'll make it up to you. I promise.

Another thing. I'm sorry if you're feeling like this whole thing is all over the place. You'll get to understand. Eventually. And If you also keep reading the story, obviously. Everything will make sense in the end.

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