Chapter 1: Those Horror Movie Aftermaths

A knock on the door sounded and he grinned to himself, getting up from his nest of movies and walking to the front door. With the hugest smile he could muster, Ash swung the door open. And there she stood. In her v neck pine green sweater, black leggings and ugg-style boots, her auburn hair teased into a wavy ponytail she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

"Hey sweetheart."

She grinned and leant forward gently pressing her lips against his nose. "'Evening, Ash."

Moving aside with a smile, Hiccup walked into his house, bending over to slip her uggs off at the door. He eyed her behind as she did so, trying to be as discreet as he could.

"Ash."

"Yes?" he asked, still staring.

"Stop staring at my arse."

Caught red handed. Ash felt his cheeks burn and when his girlfriend turned, she rolled her eyes and walked off into the living room. He followed, face still rivalling a strawberry. If she wasn't so nice to look at and wasn't so damn loveable this wouldn't happen. But she was both of those, so it did.

He heard her groan and frowned looking over at her. She held up some of the movies that had made his nest, scowling at him.

"Seriously? You want to watch horror movies?"

"Yes," Ash said.

Hiccup hit him lightly with one of the cases. "You know I hate horror movies! You don't even like them! You like action movies like Fast and Furious and Big Her-"

His hand flew to her mouth. "We are not talking about my unhealthy obsession."

She kissed the palm of his hand and moved it from her face with a huge grin. "You admitted it."

Shaking his head, he grabbed her wrists, chuckling. Hiccup grinned more toothily and Ash sighed, slumping onto her in defeat.

"AAAASSSSHHHH!" she groaned, "you're heeeaaaavvvvvyyyy!"

He chuckled, regaining his feet and wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her up so she was above eyelevel. Making sure to construct his face into a perfected puppy dog face, he looked up at her adoringly.

"Please could we watch a horror movie?"

"I hate you," she mumbled.

Ash smiled and pressed his lips against her forehead. "It'll be fine."

"YOU SUCK!" Hiccup's face was buried deeply into his shoulder, breathing heavily with her arms wrapped around his waist.

He sighed and apologised. Despite her fears, he didn't think that she'd have any trouble watching it. But no, he was wrong. Definitely wrong. This one was a tad gorier than he remembered, but this was the girl who lost her leg. It shouldn't have been that bad. And it wasn't even that scary it just had lots of jump scares and screaming. She should've been fine.

If she'd lifted her head from his shoulder, she would've seen his reassuring smile directed at her.

"We can watch something else… I'll even put on Home for you."

Hiccup rolled off his back, slipping under his arm instead. "I-I'll be fine."

He smiled and pressed a little kiss into her hair, settling underneath the blanket more comfortably, enjoying the heat of her curled under his arm. That little hand of hers was holding his tightly between her own, thin dainty fingers curling around his. Ash grinned, laying his head on his free arm, the two of them now curled sweetly against the comforter cushioning the floor.

When the movie was near the end, she piped up. "You know I won't be able to walk home right?"

"Why not?"
She looked up at him with a glare, "Because there could be a serial killer with a chainsaw lurking about."

Ash rolled his eyes, getting poked in the nose for it. "Don't roll your eyes; that's my thing."

"Okay."

He curled around her more as she flinched at some bloodshed, resting his mouth near her ear.

"I can walk you home if you-"

"NO. This is your fault that I'm scared shitless, so unless you plan on taking me home while holding a gun in your hand and wearing armour, I'm staying here," she said.

Smiling he nodded against the side of her head. "Okay, we'll have to make sleeping arrangements-"

"Easy; you and me sleeping on either the bed or couch."

He chuckled. "Sounding a bit eager there, sweetheart."

"Do I look like I want to sleep alone tonight?"

"No."

"Then you're sleeping next to me if you like it or not!"

Ash pressed his face into her hair for a moment, the smell of pine sweetly tickling his nose. "I don't think I have anything to complain about."

He felt two fingers pinch his forearm, pain shooting up his arm. "Perv."

"No, I just like… holding my girlfriend."

"Still can't say cuddling?"

Nodding, he smiled as she sighed in disappointment. "You and your masculinity issues."

"I'm sorry, but it's part of my charm."

"What charm?"

Hands drumming against her side, he said, "Don't test me."

She nodded, pressing a quick redemption kiss to his jaw and settling underneath his arm, reluctantly watching the movie. Only a few minutes later the credits rolled and he got up, his girlfriend protesting and turned the light on before turning off the TV. Hiccup sat up with his comforter pulled around her body snuggly, sitting upon the spare comforter, looking up at him. Sighing he picked her up, blankets and all, taking her towards his bedroom, light streaming out from it. She curled into his chest, one hand peeking out of her cocoon to grip his shirt.

He set her down on his bed, unravelling the comforter in order to find his girlfriend. She finally appeared, looking annoyed that her warmth had been taken from her.

"Stop pouting," he rummaged through his wardrobe and threw her a t-shirt and black plaid shorts, "go get changed so we can sleep."

Hiccup giggled and lifted up the shirt. "You even have a Baymax t-shirt."

"Just go get changed."

She stood up and trotted off into the ensuite with a smile thrown over her shoulder before the door closed.

With a heavy sigh, he slipped off his shirt and swapped it with a black Artic Monkeys band tee, his pants being exchanged for cotton pyjama shorts. He closed the curtains, smoothed the comforter onto the bed and knocked on the door of the bathroom.

"You done?"

"Yeah," came the muffled reply, "I'm just doing my hair."

Ash opened the door, to find his girlfriend taming her hair into a sweet messy bun, wisps falling free and framing her face. His breath caught in his throat for a moment, the prospect of breathing even more dangerous to consider when she smiled at his reflection. Closing his eyes and managing to breathe again, he felt a hand cupping his cheek. Eyes now opened, he looked down slightly (she was only three inches shorter than him) to find her lips tugged up adorably.

He sighed and leant down to press his lips against hers. His lips pressed against her palm rather than her mouth and he frowned.

"Brush your teeth first, sweetie."

Ash groaned as she walked out and did as he was told, turning to look at her sitting on his bed and giving her a pitiful puppy look to make her laugh. After two minutes and closing the door as he did his business, he flushed the toilet and walked over to Hiccup, sitting beside her on the bed for a moment.

"You can't sleep with your prosthetic, sweetheart."

She looked away. "I don't want you to see my stump."

He frowned, pulling her into his lap and lifting her prosthetic leg to rest on her thigh. Hiccup protested trying to pull her leg away, but he held it firmly while he removed her leg. When it was gone, he stared at what used to be her leg. The skin smoothly had grown back over the bone in a dome shape, light pale scarring visible. Ash pressed his lips against her cheek, gently reaching around her to run his hand over the smooth looking skin. She shivered when he touched it and he relished at the smooth skin, the scar tissue mostly healed.

This was the first time that she'd willingly let him see her stump. They'd been dating for months and she'd had her stump for even longer than that, yet this was still the first time. And he loved it.

He lifted her off his lap, crouching in front of her and kissing the smooth scarred skin. It spoke an unspoken message that didn't need to be said out load. Ash accepted them and she didn't need to be so self-conscious about her battle scars. They made her Hiccup after all.

"I'm going to turn off the light in the living room; start getting comfortable."

She nodded and as he walked out he heard the rustle of blankets and sheets.

Flicking off the light switch, Ash turned to find her with cocooned in the comforter again. With a sigh and shaking his head with a smile, he walked over and nudged her slightly.

"I need some comforter too you know."

She shook her head. "It's mine."

Laughing, he spent a few minutes wrangling the comforter from her enough to slip beneath it. He wrapped and arm around her waist and pulled her back into his chest, using his other hand to fix the covers as she protested feebly. Hiccup turned around in his arms and buried her face into his neck with a cute sigh. That minty smelling breath tickling his neck sweetly.

"Ash?"

"Yes?" it sounded like an important question.

"Where's Stormfly?"

He chuckled. Of course she was just worried about his cat. "She probably snuck into your house to hang out with Toothless."

He felt a smile brush against his neck and her nose ran up to the edge of his jaw, nuzzling it. The feeling made him chuckle again and she stopped, looking up at him through the lamplight.

Her face glowed, slightly furrowed eyebrows and creased nose annoyingly beautiful.

"Why are you laughing?"

"It tick- oh shit."

Hiccup grinned devilishly, burying her face into his neck again and rubbing from his collarbone to his jaw ferociously, his laugh getting louder. It sounded like the Joker had vocal surgery. It almost hurt and he understood how she felt when he tickled her, but this… this was evil.

"ST-ST-ST-AHP!"

She paused and looked up at him with a huge innocent smile, gently- in the seemingly least ticklish way she could manage- running her nose along his jaw, resting it on his chin as he regained his breath. Acutely aware of the fact that she set up the perfect position for him to bend his head and kiss her, Ash obliged, only letting his lips brush against hers briefly before forcing himself to pull away. Groaning sounded from Hiccup and he felt her hands roughly pull his face back down to hers. He smiled against her lips as he softly kissed her, her hands moving from his cheeks to tangle into his hair.

The sound of the cat flap flicking open and shut made Hiccup freeze, slowly moving her lips away from his and moving her hands to fist his shirt. Ash sighed and pressed a kiss to her hair, standing up with the covers slipping off his body and walking to the door. He felt her hand entwine with his and squeezed it reassuringly before they wandered out to investigate (well Hiccup hopped, not bothered to put her leg back on). Turning the light switch on, he found two cats canoodling on his couch. One was midnight black with large green eyes and a cute stubby tail, the other with blue grey fur and yellow eyes, a canary feather stuck in her fur. They must've been scaring the neighbour's canary before they came back to cuddle.

Chuckling he turned to her, gesturing to their cats. "See? It's fine it was just the two of them coming back to… hold each other with their non-existent arms."

"You can't even say it when it's about our cats…" she mumbled.

Ash frowned and gently picked her up taking her to the bedroom, hearing the cats light footsteps behind them. He lifted the comforter for her and watched her crawl beneath it, joining once she was comfortable. The weight of cats jumping up to sleep at the foot of the bed, made him smile slightly as Hiccup snuggled into his chest. He threw his arm over her waist and pressed his lips to her forehead, hearing her hum happily.

"Can I turn the lamp off?"

Hiccup nodded into his neck and he reached behind him to find the cord and the switch somewhere along the side of his bed. His fingers found it and he flicked it off, the two of them delved into darkness.

As he got comfortable and closed his eyes, he felt her curl into him more.

"I hate you."

"And why's that?" Ash chuckled.

Sheepishly she murmured, "I made a bet with Ruff that you would sleep with your shirt off. She won."

"I can take it off now if you-"

"NO!" a fist hit against his arm clumsily, "K-keep your sh-shirt on."

He threaded his hands through her short tresses with a smile. So easily embarrassed.

"I thought that you like my abs."

A punch against his shirt clad chest. "S-shut up already!"

"I didn't hear a 'no', sweetheart…"
"ASH!"

He laughed and told her that he'd stop, hearing her mumble another, "I hate you," Ash murmured back the words that he knew she meant.

"I love you."

This took me forever to write! It took four days and it's not even 2,500 words! So frustrated. But I'm really happy with this, so I hope you like it! The next chappie is going to be Ash and Hiccup have an argument and he has to figure out how to make her calm down. It'll probably be really short... but I'll try and make it really good! Enjoy!

-Blue