Something different...

3. Drawing of memories

Hiccup's POV:

When I broke the hug, I noticed something in Emily's dairy. A drawing. She was talented. Just like Astrid. I took the drawing in my hands and looked at it, tears running down my cheeks. I gave it to Astrid.
"It's us!" She said. She was right. It really was us.
Emily drew us two when Astrid was a baby. I was sitting on the floor with Astrid in my arms. I was smiling at her. I can still remember that moment when I held her the first time. It was a special experience to hold a newborn baby.
"It was a really special feeling when I held you, Astrid. This was the first time I ever held you. The way you smiled at me let my heart melt. You were making cute baby noises." Astrid smiled at me. She was so beautiful.
Right now, I just wanted to kiss her. To feel her lips on mine. To let her know how much I love her. But I couldn't.
What if she doesn't feel the same way? What if loves someone else? What if-

"Are you okay?" Astrid asked. She looked worried.
"Hm? Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." She looked skeptically at me.
"Really, Astrid. I'm fine."

Astrid's POV:

I knew something was wrong with him. But I knew how stubborn he was. He was a mutton head. My mutton head... Wait, what?! I'm not allowed to think about him that way. He was my best friend. My brother. And he was the chief of Berk. Maybe he was seeing just a little sister in me. Not someone he loved.

I saw him in the eyes. They had their beautiful forest green color and were shining.

Outside, it was getting dark. Through the window in his room, I could see the colors which the sunset left on the sky.
Yellow, orange and red, then more like pink and purple. And at the end came the dark blue color which showed the stars. It was beautiful. Like his eyes...

Hiccup's POV:

I looked at her how she closed her eyes, put her head on my shoulder and pressed Emily's drawing tight against her chest, her cheeks still wet from these tears. Like I said, she was beautiful. I wished I could just tell her how I feel about her.

I put my arm around a peaceful sleeping Astrid. She snuggled close to me, putting her hands on my chest. I listened to her calming breathing. I felt her warm breath on my chin.
Without realizing what I did, I just kissed her forhead and fell asleep, too.

~next morning~

Astrid's POV:

I woke up with a well-known warmth around me. I looked down and saw mom's drawing of Hiccup and me. And then, I looked up. I saw him. Oh, Gods, he looked so cute while he was sleeping. His head was leaned on mine. I could only giggle at this view.