Everlasting [Hiccup x Reader]

Friendly Encounter

Shit. Shit. Shit.

My mind went blank and my feet dug deeper into the ground. Someone saw me with my mask and hood on. This is quite a major issue for me if he saw me removing my mask and identifying me; my cover will be done for. Right this moment I'm stiff as a stone while my hands are up.

"H-hey you! Turn around!" Hearing the pubescent voice, I already knew that the stranger is 1) a teen and 2) a male teen. "I-I have a- uhhh...a weapon and I'm not afraid t-to use it...!"

I turn around and endearingly slow. Now with clear sight of my apprehender, my gaze automatically landed on the teen viking's a pair of brilliant, green irises staring back at me. The males's emerald orbs reminds me of dancing grass in an open field medow that held such tranquility and  a giant mass of forest that held a calm and reassuring aura. His eyes were captivating that I couldn't help but stare in amazement.

Wow.

I can feel my jaw slightly went ajar as my shoulders ,unconciously, gone down. The area was quiet ,sinced I had faced the person that look the same age as me, was eventually destroyed.

"Uh, I mean no harm...?" I claimed which had sounded more of me being uncertain (which I truly am).

A breeze flew by as both of us continue to stand , face-to-face, at each other. The axe (that I came to realized of) pointed at me, lowered to the male's side.

"You're more unsure than I do" The person said, letting an airy chuckle after. "I can't even scare someone out of protection. Great, just great..."

My lips turn into a thin line ,at the same time, my brows furrowed. His action was quite unexpected yet also expected due to the giveaway of his unique looks. My heart ache at how his eyes hide so much pain and dissapointment ,my guess, at himself. I can tell that he's the 'black sheep of the herd' as some may have call it. I relate at the teen. He stand there, looking up (sadly) hidding eyes away from mine and letting go of the heavy looking axe.

Clank!

Struggling to find words to say I stayed awkwardly quiet whilst I let the stranger have his time to think. I stand there until I had formulated a reasonable explanation

"Hey, uh I'm kinda lost and well...Can you help me find the town?"

"You're lost? Haven't you arrived at the docks, why are you here?" He questioned, his brow raising.

"Well, yes I did!" They have a dock? I didn't noticed that .Cool.

"It's just that, after arriving I missed the land so much that I couldn't help but have a small walk which turned to me getting in here " I explained, telling the semi-story that I made up moments ago.

The teen stared me for a while but obliged at my allibi and started to walk. I followed in persuit at the scrawny looking viking. A question hang within my head, that screamed for an answer:

How in great Odin did he believed me while seeing me wearing a mask?!

As we walk through the wood, being me 5 steps behind the brunette, the walk to the town was filled with only awkward silence. Of course, having peace and quiet is good n' all but the awkward silence isn't my favorite thing in my book.

'Just start a conversation, just until we arrived at the town...'

About to open my mouth the viking  beat me to it.

"Um, what's your name?" I guess I'm not only one feeling the awkward seeping through.

"O-oh! [Y/N] [L/N] but just call me [Y/N] if you don't mind" I answered, a little startled at the sudden sound. "Your's?"