[His eyelashes flutter when Jack lifts his hand to his mouth to kiss the palm, curling his fingers so that the tips brush along Jack's cheek. His stomach clenches and his chest flutters, teeth nibbling his bottom lip. Hiccup pauses, releasing a small, shuddering breath.]
Yeah. This has to be a dream because what kind of guy like me gets to win the cup and then has his best friend return those weird feelings that keep him up at night?
[He scoots himself forward a little, just to be in Jack's space a little more, even with the way he was thinking to himself that they shouldn't. They were alone in this spot. There was nothing but light filtering through the stained glass. Hiccup pressed his forehead against the other boy's, turning his hand around so he could clasp their fingers together.]
I'll wake up and go back to studying and taking care of Toothless and turning girls down because I want him to wake up and realize that all this time I've been waiting for him because I've been too chicken shit to say it myself.
my cat likes to splay himself next to me on the couch and it's like NO GO AWAY YOU'RE WARM
Yeah. This has to be a dream because what kind of guy like me gets to win the cup and then has his best friend return those weird feelings that keep him up at night?
[He scoots himself forward a little, just to be in Jack's space a little more, even with the way he was thinking to himself that they shouldn't. They were alone in this spot. There was nothing but light filtering through the stained glass. Hiccup pressed his forehead against the other boy's, turning his hand around so he could clasp their fingers together.]
I'll wake up and go back to studying and taking care of Toothless and turning girls down because I want him to wake up and realize that all this time I've been waiting for him because I've been too chicken shit to say it myself.