How my life changed

Chapter 15

Hiccup's P.o.v.

I stretched a bit in the comfortable and warm bed and turned on my side. I didn't have slept as good as last night for such a long time. Well, if you ignore the nightmare. But I must admit, it was really cute that Jack took care of me when I needed him. Wait, totally forgot that! Jack had taken me to his bed, but I couldn't feel him or his warmth. Did I dream that part too?

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I still was in Jacks room. So I really didn't dream everything. But where is Jack? I sighed and sat up. Immediately, I was shaking when the blanket slipped of off me and I noticed that I wasn't wearing a shirt anymore. Wait, what?! Why am I not wearing a shirt? I blushed and looked around but my shirt couldn't be seen anywhere. I bit my lip and wondered if I should get out of the bed and look for Jack or just wait here until he would come back. To me, it was incredibly embarrassing that I wasn't wearing a shirt. On my chest and my stomach you could clearly see the fresh bruises in several colors and other wounds everywhere. And my arms where completely visible too... I didn't want to show to Jack that I was hurt. That I was so vulnerable. Even if I wouldn't have all these wounds, I don't want Jack to look at me like this. Unlike him, I wasn't at least a bit trained and just thin. Maybe it just was because Pitch has destroyed my self confidence but I didn't want that anyone could see me. I didn't want to give anyone the opportunity to find things to make fun of me. They find things anyways but still. Although I knew that Jack was different... Maybe I should just try to learn to trust him? I sighed and decided to look for Jack. I threw the blanket off me and stood up and stretched a little. At least I still had on a pair of pants. Even when they weren't even mine. I shivered a little and made the bed way neater than it had been the night before. He even lets me sleep here so I should at least try to show him how much I wanted to thank him. When I was sure that everything was perfect, I left the room and looked around. It was completely silent. I sighed and rubbed my arms in an attempt to warm myself up, even when it didn't really work.

"J-Jack?", I called out and because the house was that big and empty I even could hear a quiet echo of my voice.

"I'm in the kitchen!", Jack finally yelled back. I sighed in relief and walked down the stairs and to the kitchen. When I arrived at the kitchen, I hesitated a little but finally opened the door and immediately got greeted by and incredibly good smell. Still a bit sleepy, I couldn't tell what the smell was and walked in the kitchen. I saw Jack standing at the stove and he was wearing a small apron while he was cooking. I blushed and stared at him without knowing. He looked so incredibly cute!

Jack turned to me and smiled.

"Good morning, sleepyhead.", Jack said and looked at me.

I blushed and quickly tried to cover myself as much as possible. Stop looking at me like I am some masterpiece!

Jack chuckled and turned back to the stove.

"You can sit down at the table if you want. Actually I wanted to bring the food to the bed to you but since you're here now we can eat here too."

I let my eyes wander to the table. There were two plates on it and beside them stood two glasses with orange juice. In the middle there was a rose and it looked like Jack wanted everything to be perfect.

"J-Jack... did you do that for me?", I asked quietly as I sat down on the chair.

"No, I was just bored... Of course, I've done that for you!" Jack laughed and I blushed. He just did everything for me...?

"You wouldn't have to do all this...", I said shyly and looked back at him. Jack laughed softly and looked to me.

"I've already said I would do everything for you. And if I want, I can spoil you if I want, can't I?", he asked me and smiled softly.

"I eh... uhm... thank you..." I didn't have any words for that. Never has someone treated me like Jack did. In almost everything he did, I could feel his love to me. I was shaking a little from the cold but I tried to keep it a secret since Jack already did enough for me.

"Uh...Jack?"

"Hm?" Jack was now already facing the food again and seemed like he was pretty concentrated on it.

"W-Where is my shirt...?", I asked and blushed a little.

"Oh that." Jack laughed. "Can't you remember?"

"Remember...?"

"Last night I brought you in my room and you fell asleep almost immediately. But about a couple of hours later you woke me up and you were covered in sweat and asked me if it would be okay if you would take your shirt off. You told me something about a dream and smiled the whole time. But you never had said anything about what happened in it."

I blushed. I had taken my shirt off myself? Why couldn't I remember? And what dream did I speak of? I mean, if I really have smiled while I was talking about it, it must have been a good dream...

"O-Oh... I can't really remember anything...", I confessed to him.

Jack laughed and took the plates from the table and placed them next to the stove.

"I hope it doesn't bother you that I washed your shirt. It's still drying.", he told me as he put the food on the plate.

"N-No, it's okay...", I said and shivered again. How can Jack stand this cold? Jack smiled at me and put my plate in front of me. My jaw dropped when I saw what was on the plate. Jack had made an absolutely perfect omelet and bacon to it. It looked like in an expensive restaurant and smelled just as good.

"Woah...", was all I could say.

Jack laughed and put his plate on the table too. Then he took off his apron and put it over the back of his chair and sat down before me. He smiled softly at me. Even when I was cold on the outside, I could feel the warmth spread from my heart inside me. I smiled back at him and took knife and fork and started to eat. I have to say that this was the best meal I've ever eaten in my entire life! I ate everything pretty fast and nearly choked on it.

"Slow down there! I don't want you to choke on my food!" Jack laughed and I blushed.

"S-Sorry...", I mumbled and took a sip of the orange juice. Jack chuckled and we quietly finished eating.

"Uh... Hiccup?", Jack asked and blushed lightly while he put the dished in the sink.

"What?", I asked while staring at the rose which Jack had put on the table.

"Do you maybe want to spend another night here...? I mean, Pitch is supposed to come back tomorrow evening and we could spend some more time together if you want..." Jack blushed and looked at me hopefully. I blushed too and looked up at him. Do I really want to stay another night here? I mean it was perfect to be with Jack and I really want to stay here, but what if Pitch finds out about us...?

"I don't know Jack..."

Jack sighed and looked down. I sighed. It was too late now anyways. Jack already changed my mind.

"Okay, I'll stay.", I said and smiled at Jack. He smiled and walked over to me. He took my hand and pulled me out of the chair. He gently kissed my hand and looked in my eyes. I smiled and stared into his beautiful blue eyes and nearly lost myself in them. Jack pulled on my arm which made me trip and fall right into his arms. I blushed and looked up at him.

"How about we watch a movie together?", he asked me, letting his arms wander around me. I blushed and only managed to nod. To feel his hands on my bare skin already made me weak...