[ he was already expecting to stay beside Hiccup for the rest of the night, whether he was asked to or not. but Jack's plan had been to sit on the floor and keep his hand where it is until Hiccup fell asleep, just to watch over him and maybe stay until he woke so that he'd know Jack had been there the whole time. sharing the bed definitely isn't something he had in mind, and the request comes as a complete shock; he's not even sure that he's understanding it right, at first. Hiccup must mean the same thing as Jack, surely, for him to stay beside the bed — but that isn't what he means, is it, he quite clearly uses the word lay and he seems to be expecting something, anticipating. he actually... he really does want Jack to lay alongside him.
and that's— well— it can't go as poorly as the time just recently when he tried to curl up with Katniss. it won't be as close, he assumes, so the proximity will still make him feel strange but not— whatever happened with the cuddling. not that it would matter even if Jack feared it would be as bad. Hiccup is asking, he needs this, and Jack couldn't say no to that. he's not sure anything could make him refuse when Hiccup asks him like that, vulnerable, and he's asking for help that Jack can actually provide. ]
Oh. [ ... he actually meant for more words to come out of his mouth than that, and he didn't at all intend for his voice to crack on that one sound. he nods and gets to his feet, giving Hiccup's hand a brief squeeze before he untangles his fingers and tries his voice again: ] Um— Yeah. Sure.
[ it's not easy to deliberately separate himself from his staff when it's something he's so rarely done before, but he lays it down on the floor as he straightens up and then — rather than waiting for Hiccup to shuffle over — he simply steps over Hiccup onto the other side of the bed, laying down there, tucked between a body and a wall. when he's settled himself, he offers his hand, so that they can intertwine their fingers again if Hiccup wants to. ]
This is a bad idea, though. You're gonna get cold.
[ he isn't sure why he's speaking so much quieter than he was even a moment ago. it just feels like a fragile situation for some reason, like if he's too loud then something will fracture. ]
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and that's— well— it can't go as poorly as the time just recently when he tried to curl up with Katniss. it won't be as close, he assumes, so the proximity will still make him feel strange but not— whatever happened with the cuddling. not that it would matter even if Jack feared it would be as bad. Hiccup is asking, he needs this, and Jack couldn't say no to that. he's not sure anything could make him refuse when Hiccup asks him like that, vulnerable, and he's asking for help that Jack can actually provide. ]
Oh. [ ... he actually meant for more words to come out of his mouth than that, and he didn't at all intend for his voice to crack on that one sound. he nods and gets to his feet, giving Hiccup's hand a brief squeeze before he untangles his fingers and tries his voice again: ] Um— Yeah. Sure.
[ it's not easy to deliberately separate himself from his staff when it's something he's so rarely done before, but he lays it down on the floor as he straightens up and then — rather than waiting for Hiccup to shuffle over — he simply steps over Hiccup onto the other side of the bed, laying down there, tucked between a body and a wall. when he's settled himself, he offers his hand, so that they can intertwine their fingers again if Hiccup wants to. ]
This is a bad idea, though. You're gonna get cold.
[ he isn't sure why he's speaking so much quieter than he was even a moment ago. it just feels like a fragile situation for some reason, like if he's too loud then something will fracture. ]