Sometimes Toothless wondered how he had come to be in the situation he found himself in now. Once the most mysterious, the most powerful of the dragon species, he remembered a time when he had not a care in the entire world, and limitless reign over the skies. It was a simpler time then, a much simpler time. For now he found himself bound to the Earth, and bound to of all creatures, a human.

This was his own decision, though. It was his choice to be sitting alone in his human's bedroom, listening keenly to the shouting match below him, an argument that seemed to rear its ugly head more and more often within the house. Now, Toothless knew he was supposed to be sleeping outside at this current moment, by order of Hiccup's father, but every time he heard the raised voices, he came straight here to wait for it to blow over.

The fight never lasted too long, but tonight seemed to be an exception. Toothless unsurprisingly heard his own name issued a few times, but only ever from Hiccup. Stoick hardly ever referred to him by name.

Toothless wasn't sure exactly how much time had passed before the slamming of the front door shook the entire house. He didn't have to get up to the window to know that Stoick was stomping his way down to the pub. Next were the angry footsteps coming up the stairs.

Hiccup burst into his bedroom the same way he always did after his father left, breathing heavily, face contorted with rage, and hands curled into fists at his side. He barely took any notice of Toothless sitting on his bed, but this was okay. Toothless was perfectly content letting his human vent his anger, and simply watched him pace back and forth, sporodically shouting things like, "Why does he have to be so stubborn!" and "I'll never understand him!"

After a few minutes of this, Hiccup finally came to a stop halfway across the room. He stood still for a moment, before turning around and slowly making his way over to the bed, plopping heavily beside Toothless. In an instant, Toothless had the boy in his arms, his right hand soothingly rubbing his shoulder. Hiccup sighed and allowed his entire body to shift against the dragon's.

Again Toothless wondered how exactly he had gotten there. From one life, to a whole new one, living in a way that he never could have seen coming. The other dragons scoffed at him now, could hardly take him seriously in his new form. Coming to peace with the humans was one thing, but giving up one's true form to /be/ with one? They all thought he was pathetic, a fool. And he knew that Hiccup was faring no better. His friends stuck by him for the most part, though they seemed uneasy when around him. Astrid, with whom he had been closest, did her best to come to terms with them, but in turn had been hurt the most, for which Toothless knew Hiccup still blamed himself for. Half the town turned their heads from him, neither accepting, nor denying. And his father, well...

Toothless held Hiccup a little tighter, and leaned down to plant a kiss on his forehead.

They both had paid a heavy price to be together, and sometimes it seemed like nothing would ever be quite as simple as it had before. But it was a mark of how strong their bond was that neither of them /really/ minded, just so long as they had one another.