[ Turning his head into the curve of a shoulder to hide, Jack stays there curled up against him, long legs bent. His hand brushes back through soft chestnut hair, tickling idly at the nape on Hiccup's other side as he glancingly kisses the scruff along a jaw. ]
I miss you.
[ Present-tense, since it feels strange not to entirely remember what it's like to be with him. ]
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[ Turning his head into the curve of a shoulder to hide, Jack stays there curled up against him, long legs bent. His hand brushes back through soft chestnut hair, tickling idly at the nape on Hiccup's other side as he glancingly kisses the scruff along a jaw. ]
I miss you.
[ Present-tense, since it feels strange not to entirely remember what it's like to be with him. ]