Camping. HiJack/Frostcup

Chapter 2

Jack was awake. His eyes were not open, but he was awake nonetheless. He snuggled into his warm sleeping bag, fighting off the waking world. 'Just a little bit longer' he thought to himself. He could hear his friends mulling about the campsite, no doubt getting prepared to the activites they had slated for the day. Then he rememberd his agreement with Hiccup, they were to stay in all day. Relax, unwind, detox. Jack had no problem with this, He understood that his friend's need for emotional support outweighed his own bordem.

Just as he felt himself begining to slip back into the blissful world of dreams Hiccup spoke, and his eyes shot wide open.

"Astrid broke up with me." Came Hiccup's words. They flowed with no emotion, almost like he was numb what he was saying.

Jack sat up quickly, startled by this new development. Astrid and Hiccup had started dating right after highschool, and he was absolutley smitten with her. Jack always had felt that she never returned his feelings with quite the same intensity, but kept his mouth shut for the sake of his friend.

Keeping his voice calm, as to not exacerbate the situation, Jack spoke. "When did this happen?"

"Last week." Came Hiccup's weak reply. He seemed broken, shattered even. 'So this is what's been bothering him.' Jack thought.

Jack nodded understandingly, though he didn't understand. How could he? His bestfriend was clearly an emotional wreck, and he didn't know what to do. Though his first emotion was shock, and his second was empathy, his third? Well the third emotion that washed over Jack was relief. First, a relief that it wasn't a life-threatening situation. Second, a relief that Hiccup was now single again. Yes, it may come as a shock, but Jack is gay. He knew it. He admitted it, at least to himself. And he had a crush on his bestfriend of five years. That was all he convinced himself it was though. A crush, nothing more, nothing less. Hiccup didn't even know he was gay. He knew he would be accepted by the auburn haired boy, of that he had no doubt, but that didn't stop him from keeping his true feelings bottled up inside. Sometimes it was too much, like a soda can that had been shaken, the pressure building, ready to blow. He resigned himself to his fate, pining from afar. Jack knew one thing for certain, he would not let his feelings towards Hiccup interfere with his desire to help the boy.

"Why didn't you tell me right away Hiccup?" Jack said after a brief pause, his eyes laced with concern.

"I don't know Jack. I just didn't. I've spent the last week before this trip in my room crying my eyes out. The only reason I'm even here is because I wanted to feel normal, I wanted things to go back to the way they were, before this. Before all of this." Hiccup spoke sadly, tears now shining in his eyes, yet to fall.

"Hiccup I'm so sorry" Jack said, now sitting and facing the boy. "Did she say why?"

"She just said she didn't feel that way towards me anymore, but said she wanted to still be friends. That hurt the most. Friends?" Hiccup responded, his voice dripping with venom. No doubt this is this first time Hiccup has had the chance to get these feelings off of his chest. This horrible pressure had been rising within him for the last week, and he was obviously ready to explode. An explosion of tears or anger, Jack didn't know which to expect.

Instead of replying, Jack simply stood, or rather crouched, and made his way over to the solemn green-eyed boy. He sat next to him without a word, and wrapped him in a warm embrace, stuffing his face into the crook of Hiccup's neck.

Hiccup stiffened at first, obviously not expecting the sudden contact, but then visibly relaxed. His closed his eyes and responded to the hug, wrapping his arms around the boys shoulders. Jack's smell was comforting, a mix of peppermint and pine trees, with a fresh overtone. It reminded him of winter, of freshly fallen snow, and nights by the fire snuggled up with your loved ones. Hiccup was used to this, Jack was a very physical person after all. The pale boy never hesitated in giving hugs or slaps on the back, and it was exactly what he needed right now.

As he reveled in the warm feeling of his bestfriend, he had no idea the physical reaction this kind of close emotional contact was having on Jack.

Jack's heart was beating so loud and fast, he felt as if it would jump from his chest any moment. It was an aboslute wonder Hiccup couldn't feel it. Jack's mouth went dry and he was certain his pupils were dilated, so much so that you could barely even tell they were ice blue. Just large dark orbs full of desire and longing. He could feel a stirring down south, and pushed those feelings away, he did not need that to become an issue right now.

As soon as the hug began, it was over. Jack whimpered under his breath at the lack of warmth he now experienced. The boy loved winter, and with that came the love of cold, but right now all he longed for was that warm embrace. To dive head long into Hiccup and never surface, to drown in the bliss that was the shaggy haired boy. He didn't know how much longer he could do this, keep up this charade, this act. He was close to breaking and he knew it.

Hiccup finally spoke for what felt like the first time in ages. "Thanks Frosty, you always know how to make me feel better."

"Yeah-h, o-of course Hic.." Jack spoke timidly, fear that his voice would betray him was evident.

Hiccup eyed him with concern, but spoke nothing of his friend's sudden shyness. Instead, he steered the conversation away from his heart-break.

"Let's just not talk about it anymore, I know I need to move on and-"

"Hiccup I need to tell you something." Jack interrupted, speaking so fast the words almost melted together. He needed to tell him. He didn't know why he decided to do it right this second. Maybe it was because Hiccup was finally single after forever, maybe because he wanted to get his friend's mind of his current situation, or maybe, just maybe he hoped Hiccup would return his feelings. That seemed like a long shot and he knew it. HIccup had never once shown any interest towards men, or people for that matter. Even if he turned him down, which is what Jack expected, he wanted this weight of his chest.

"Jack slow down." Hiccup said in an attempt to relax his anxious friend. "Just tell me what's up."

Jack was obviously in distress, he chest heaved with un-released emotion, and his sharp blue eyes darted around the small tent.

"I-I don't know how to tell you this. It's something that I've been keeping to myself for a long time. A-and I don't what you to hate m-me.." Jack said, his eyes now tearing up at the unlikely prospect of losing his best-friend.

"Jack..." Hiccup said with soft eyes, their bodies still rather close from their previous hug. "Don't say that... I could never hate you."

Jack expected him to reply in such a way, but it did little to quiet his face-paced heart and buzzing brain.

"Just tell me what's wrong, don't think, just say it." Hiccup spoke with confidence, hoping it would instill Jack with that exact emotion, something he obviously lacked right now.

It was amazing how Hiccup was able to do a complete turn-around. From being a mess himself, to now being focused on nothing but helping Jack. The realization didn't escape him, he loved Hiccup in this moment right now more than ever before.

"O-okay.. Just, don't h-hate me please.." Jack spoke, tears now freely flowing.

Hiccup had never seen Jack this weak, this vulnerable, the usually upbeat boy was a mess. His thoughts were broken when Jack finally spoke, and all Hiccup could do was stare.

"I'm gay, Hiccup."