[He pauses in answering, watching Jack burst into full blown laughter, but he can't find an annoyance in him to believe that it's at his expense. He pulls his legs up, crossing his arms around them so that he could hide his face behind the one holding onto his pumpkin juice. He shouldn't be thinking that laugh is cute, shouldn't be thinking that he likes the sound or that he likes it at all. Butterflies swarm in his stomach with a vengeance and he takes another swig of juice to swallow the feelings down.
His dad hadn't liked his friendship with Fishlegs back when they were kids. There was no way in hell he'd approve of something like this. Then again, when had Hiccup ever needed his dad's approval except for when he was really young?
Hiccup goes to reply before he hiccups due to drinking too much pumpkin juice and presses the back of his hand to his mouth, looking back at Jack at the question.]
Actually no, surprisingly. [He shrugs his shoulders before he smiles shyly.] Nobody's ever done that for me before, so I was surprised.
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His dad hadn't liked his friendship with Fishlegs back when they were kids. There was no way in hell he'd approve of something like this. Then again, when had Hiccup ever needed his dad's approval except for when he was really young?
Hiccup goes to reply before he hiccups due to drinking too much pumpkin juice and presses the back of his hand to his mouth, looking back at Jack at the question.]
Actually no, surprisingly. [He shrugs his shoulders before he smiles shyly.] Nobody's ever done that for me before, so I was surprised.