i like your messy hair, i like the clothes you wear
[ A week passes with two spirits and one human as residents of the enormous Workshop, dining with North whenever he appears out of his office but generally doing their own thing in the meantime. Jack flies off now and again to spread snow and wintry cheer, tactfully letting Dave and Hiccup some time to get to know each other now that both of them are rubbing along better than could have been hoped. He hasn't seen much of either of them separately, so Hiccup wandering the Workshop corridors far below Jack (where he sits atop the Globe playing with a puzzlebox) in the new clothes the winter spirit procured for him from a high street store a couple of days ago, is definitely a head-turner.
Oh no, he's hot. Hotter.
Hiccup looks not entirely unlike the way he does in his flight-suit, only ... casual, cut and shaped into modern-day clothing in a way that has Jack staring (fitted brown leather jacket, bottle-green leather pants with laces up the sides so they can be adjusted to those skinny legs), puzzlebox dropped forgotten atop the North Pole as he sweeps down to land in front of him. He drapes his staff over a shoulder as he hops onto the carpet, a hand stuffing inside his hoodie pocket as he ducks his head with a greeting smile. ]
So where've you been all morning, lazybones? It's almost noon.
Oh no, he's hot. Hotter.
Hiccup looks not entirely unlike the way he does in his flight-suit, only ... casual, cut and shaped into modern-day clothing in a way that has Jack staring (fitted brown leather jacket, bottle-green leather pants with laces up the sides so they can be adjusted to those skinny legs), puzzlebox dropped forgotten atop the North Pole as he sweeps down to land in front of him. He drapes his staff over a shoulder as he hops onto the carpet, a hand stuffing inside his hoodie pocket as he ducks his head with a greeting smile. ]
So where've you been all morning, lazybones? It's almost noon.
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[ Cackling, Jack whisks around him as quick as a fly, darting to keep in front of Hiccup as he showers on him a mix of smiles and pouts. Someone's in a rare mood after playing with kids for two days straight, preferring to soar instead of walk. ]
Wouldn't you feel better if Jack kissed it better? Oh, but you'd have to catch him first and we all know your handicap is too much of a challenge, don't even try, it's okay. We all understand, pretty boy. You keep batting those big green eyes and maybe someone will come along to help.
[ Buzz, buzz, buzz. ]
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I'm not giving you the silent treatment, I just...this is the first time I've seen you for a couple of days. [Hiccup draws his brow together, looking at Jack.] Did I do something wrong? Is that why you're treating me like a child? I know I missed some cues back there, I'm not stupid.
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[ Jack's laughter peters out as he drops reluctantly to a bannister, crouching there twiddling his staff. Any residual buoyancy he feels from being off on his travels, indulging himself, is what keeps his tone light and conversational despite Hiccup's moodiness. ]
I'm not treating you like anything, I'm ... just goofing around. [ Breathing out a chuckle, he rubs the back of his neck. ] Don't take things so seriously all the time.
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How about we race later? Outside where there's more room in the skies? I bet Toothless and I together could beat you.
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[ Giving a one-shouldered shrug, he keeps a cap on his good humor for the sake of treating Hiccup like an adult and flies overhead out of sight, up into his room. Like hell is he prone to stay around after being chastised, and this way he can float outside the open window by the time Hiccup makes it in. ]
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A lock for his dumbassness, that's what.
The dragon prince sighs inwardly, knocking on the door before opening it, feeling like he should at least be polite.]
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Why're you knocking? You know I just came in here. [ Smiling to himself outside, he raps the windowframes with his staff. ] Here's the problem, doctor.
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[It's not his room. It's not their room. He has no right to intrude on Jack's personal space right now. Hiccup rubs the back of his neck, entering and crossing the room to the window and leaning out it, fiddling with the lock already there, playing along.]
Well here's your problem, sir, there's no lock on the outside.
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I knew it! So, what do we do? How does this work? Do you need a ladder to get up here or a dragon?
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I'm going to have to replace the one inside too. I can work from in here, but I'll have to lean outside for the other part.
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I guess I'll just have to keep you company then, out of the goodness of my heart.
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I wouldn't want to keep you around. This is boring work, but company would be nice I guess.
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[ He has his priorities. ]
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[Hiccup knows these priorities all too well. He leans over into the outside, ass up in the air in his new leather pants.]
It got warm down in the engine room.
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Did it? Huh. Not having a shower or anything? You stink of reindeer, just saying. Helping.
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[He knows exactly what Jack's doing and it only encourages him to lift his butt higher than he needs it, a crowbar wrenching the rest of the current lock off for him once he's done with the screws.]
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[ Rapping his fingers on his staff as he idly watches Hiccup put on a show. ]
Did you grow a few more scales?
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[Hiccup waves a hand to elaborate before he fixes the new lock in place, then turns onto his back, slipping a little further out the window to start fixing a latch into place on the outside of it.]
Must be something to do with the changes.
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[ He flies up to the rooftop above the window, peering down where he sits. Yes, that ass is very fine. ]
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[Said oh so very casually as if having a normal conversation what.]
We were trying to figure out if I can breath fire or not the other day.
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Not going to burn me, are you?
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[He grins cheekily and raises an eyebrow before considering his work done. Hiccup places his tools back into his tool belt and slithers back into the room, closing the window with him.]
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You're handy to have around, anyone here told you that?
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[Hiccup tries not to sound smug as he says that, though he does look pretty pleased with his work. He closes the distance between them, placing his hands on either side of Jack and leaning up.]
Do I get a kiss as a thank you?
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You can get a kiss whenever you want.
[ His free hand slides up a bare arm as he closes the distance, leaning in as he perches with his knees splayed either side of Hiccup's chest. His husband's captured lips are soft and warm, the antithesis to his own, and Jack lets the sensations tingling through his cold skin start to warm him up there.
A sigh leaves him through his nose, the nails on Hiccup's shoulder curling slightly to draw him closer. ]
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