Snoggletog was an odd time for Jack and the dragons didn't help; with no war the village on Berk was far more cheeriful then normal, which already creep Jack out – who was use to see them running around and screaming with their weapons drawn at the simple word of dragon – as they walked around greeting each other, hanging painted shields and other decorations across the village.
Jack sat the top of the wooden, painted green tree that stood in the village square, watching with slight amusement as townspeople on dragon back hovered as they hammered shields and other wooden figures across the tree. Jack was questioning if he should cover the tree in ice and see what would happen, finding it more amusing to see frustrated Vikings rather than oddly cheerful ones but was cut out of his thought when a sharp thorn buried itself near his foot, making Jack yelp and fall off the tree tip, barely managing to right himself before hitting the ground.
Whipping his head around, Jack glared at the source of his fright "Seriously Astrid?"
The blonde, who clearly couldn't see nor hear the spirit, glanced up at the thorn that had almost landed in Jack's foot before reaching up to her side to pat her Nadder's nose "No harm done, but try and stay on target, okay?"
The Nadder squeaked, shaking her head before stepping back and raised her tail, thorns spreading out and watched her rider as she picked up another shield and flung it into the air. Jack rolled his eyes as the spikes hit its target and the blonde praised her dragon before turning away, bending down the pick up his staff before walking out of the village square and towards the smithy.
"Hiccup! I hope you're not planning to spent all of Snoggletog in there" Jack called out as he reached the small, open shack, a grin appearing on his face when the brunet's head popped up to look at the spirit "Jack! What are you doing here?"
"Came to see my favorite Viking and dragon duo!" Jack flashed a smile as he swung his legs into the window and sat down on the windowsill, resting his staff next to him as he looked down at Hiccup, who sat of the smithy floor with his saddle across his lap "What're up to?"
"Fixing Toothless' saddle; it got rip a little and I need to fix it before we go flying again. Right bud?" Toothless grumbled from his spot by the heath, curled around it with his eyes half open, looking at Hiccup.
"So interesting" Jack rolled his eyes before letting them wander around the shop as Hiccup got back to work.
Jack hummed to himself quietly, eyes passing over the many detachable hands for Gobber before something caught his eyes "Hic?"
"Huh?"
"What's that?" Jack pointed towards the green thing dangling from the doorway of the smithy, hanging from a small thread of string.
Hiccup turned his head and looked up "It's mistletoe; Gobber put it up there in hopes that he'll get a kiss from 'a lucky lady'" Hiccup rolled his eyes with a chuckled.
"A kiss?" Jack stood up, walking over to it and reached up, twirling it gently in the fingers.
"It's a thing, if you're standing under the mistletoe with someone you have to kiss them"
"Have to?" Jack glanced away from the plant and towards Hiccup.
Without looking up, Hiccup nodded and continued to sow the broken saddle as Jack turned back to the plant, grinned, and tugged it away from the string and snuck towards Hiccup, a grin on his face as he crept behind the Viking, crouch down and tap his shoulder "Oh Hic?"
Hiccup turned around and, within a slip second of facing Jack, felt the spirit's lips crash into his, a cold hand cupping his cheek and pulled him deeper into the kiss. Hiccup's face grew hot and red as he felt Jack's tongue slide across his bottom lip teasingly and, sooner than Hiccup would have liked, pulled away, smirking as he looked up.
Hiccup followed his eyes and blushed harder when they landed on the mistletoe that Jack was holding above their heads before the spirit dropped it, letting it fall in front of the Viking, as he leaned forwards and gave him a quick peck on the nose before jumping to his feet, grabbed his staff and flew out of the shop with a loud "See ya later Hic!"
Hiccup swallowed tightly, the blush on his face that refused going away as he glanced down at the mistletoe then at Toothless, who was smirking from behind the heath.
"Oh shut up!" Hiccup stuttered, scolding the dragon as Toothless rolled his eyes, smirk never fading, and went back to his nap.
Huffing loudly, Hiccup turned back to his work and picked up the saddle and needle, telling himself that Jack was just messing around and the kiss meant nothing and to focus on his work. By the fifth time Hiccup had pushed the needle into his fingers and not the leather, Hiccup threw the saddle down in frustration, told Toothless to wait for him, before he ran off the find Jack.
My internet cut out for two days ;-; I miss a bit, updated much later then I would've liked all well.
But yeah, Jack and Hiccup have not frick frack yet, probably only kissed once before the whole mistletoe thing :3
On other news I cant believe you guys liked the stepbrothers!AU thing (I personally thought no one would like it) and I was actually considering writing a fic for that after my Serialkiller and Garage Aus :D You guys are such sweethearts for giving me such sweet feedback *u* I jut might write a whole story on it.
Big thanks to JMarieAllenPoe, thesamaritan, The-Perks-of-Being-a-Lesbian and AgentStarkRogers. You guys are amazing! :D
Love you guys and have a get Christmas!
~LMDR