[It's one of those nights where Jack isn't in the house, where the magic-creating boy is probably out somewhere in the sky making a snowfall. That's what Hiccup assumes anyway. It's alright when he's gone, for the most part. Hiccup's a grown man and can very well handle being in his room on his own — Katniss is elsewhere in the house and Toothless is in his stable; it's not like he's alone.
But tonight is different. He wakes up in a sweat, heavily breathing and swallowing hard. That nightmare returns. It's been months since he's seen it. But it's there, keeping him awake in the night, kicking the blanket off with a good foot. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he tries to collect himself. He's a grown man, he thinks again, and he should be tougher than this to be able to deal with a few bad dreams, but even if it fights it, he'll always be fragile when it comes to those images.
He doesn't want to wake Katniss. He woke her the other night when he'd brought her the extra blankets, and he wouldn't want to bother her again so soon. Toothless is an obvious option. He'd need to put his metal piece on and climb down the ladder to the ground. Except ... there's someone more particular that he keeps thinking of, that he wants to see right now (not to mention, his body feels too hot from the panic-induced sweat; he'd suffocate against the dragon's scales right now).]
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But tonight is different. He wakes up in a sweat, heavily breathing and swallowing hard. That nightmare returns. It's been months since he's seen it. But it's there, keeping him awake in the night, kicking the blanket off with a good foot. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he tries to collect himself. He's a grown man, he thinks again, and he should be tougher than this to be able to deal with a few bad dreams, but even if it fights it, he'll always be fragile when it comes to those images.
He doesn't want to wake Katniss. He woke her the other night when he'd brought her the extra blankets, and he wouldn't want to bother her again so soon. Toothless is an obvious option. He'd need to put his metal piece on and climb down the ladder to the ground. Except ... there's someone more particular that he keeps thinking of, that he wants to see right now (not to mention, his body feels too hot from the panic-induced sweat; he'd suffocate against the dragon's scales right now).]
Hey, Jack? Where are you?