𝙃𝙞𝙘𝙘𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨💞

Tied

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH
Okay little disclaimer, there is NO smut in this one shot but you'll have to stick with me for a little in it but I reiterate there is NO smut only references.
Also takes place in technically an AU but nothing too dramatic. Also I wrote this in one sitting, I'm sorry if anything is super strange.
Word count: 2.7k
Enjoy <3
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"Dad it's not  going to be that bad. You just have to get through this one meeting." A 20 year old Hiccup tried to comfort his dad.

"It's not just one meeting, son." He raised an ice brick to his forehead. "We have to welcome them, and give them a place to stay on our island."

The people of Berk and the people of Viktin had a long standing rivalry. So long standing that no one from either archipelagos were entirely sure why they hated each other. But long before a formal education, both populations learnt first and foremost that they did not mix. And of those populations, no one mixed less than Spitelout and Stoick. But now, Spitelout was coming to visit Berk to ensure their traders stayed seperate and analyze any threats. He was bringing his son Snotlout and his betrothed. Because Snotlout was involved, Hiccup would be too. The aim was for the boys to learn how to cheif and understand the complex relationship between the tribes.

Hiccup and Stoick stood on the edge of the docks, watching the ships come in. Hiccup forced down a face of contempt, in attempt to welcome the visitors. He lead Snotlout and his betrothed to a small hut where they would be staying.

"Aww is this small hut all you can afford to offer, Haddock?" Snotlout huffed, dropping his luggage. Hiccup exhaled heavily, standing politely in the corner.

"Relax, babe. We can make it work." Astrid placed a reassuring hand on Snotlouts shoulder. She opened a small cupboard and inspected it before closing it and placing her baggage down by the wall instead.

Hiccup stared at the wall blankly as he held the door for the two. His eyes followed Astrid out the door. His face held still.

The three young adults rejoined the two men in the centre of the town. "All settled in." Hiccup smiled politely between Stoick and Spitelout. But he struggled to keep his eyes focussed, completely out of focus, staring off into the distance after making eye contact with each cheif for what he had deemed long enough.
His attention returned upon hearing his dad repeat his name. "What was that?" He asked.

"I said, I think it would be nice for you three to take the afternoon off, especially after the long journey our guests have made." Hiccup nodded. "You're dismissed, son." Stoick clarified. Hiccup sighed in relief, nodding farewell to Spitelout before taking a step backwards and leaving the group, his eyes briefly catching on Astrid's. As he walked away he could hear Snotlout telling Astrid all about his plan for their evening.

Hiccup swiftly made his way home and collapsed on his bed. Maybe his dad was right, this was much more effort than one meeting.

— (that night) —

Hiccup was startled by a knock on his door. He cracked the door and peeked out. "Son! We are having a men's dinner with Spitelout and Snotlout, let's go. Are you ready?" He ordered.

Hiccup had completely forgotten about the dinner. "I'm really not feeling good tonight, dad. I really don't want to be sick for the meetings tomorrow." He nudged. Stoick pressed his lips together before accepting the excuse.

"You better be sprite in the morning. Leaving me alone with these two?" Hiccup winced an apology watching his dad make his way back down the stairs and out of the house.

Hiccups stomach churned. He needed air. He slipped out of the hut and into the town. It had gotten so dark so fast. The spinning in his head eventually slowed. Deep breaths. He kept walking by, making it to a front door. He glanced around the dark village, it was empty.
He rapped his knuckles against the door. After a moment he heard it unlock, a smirk spread across his face. He placed his hand against the wooden door and pushed it open. He slipped inside, closing the door behind him. He couldn't help the smirk on his face anymore.