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Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III

Just a lil drabble, i'm posting soon, so here's my afternoon update.

Astrid POV

I wonder how somebody human can be something so truly unhuman.

No human should be perfect, right?

Hiccup Haddock is human.

Hiccup Haddock is also, perfect.

Perfect. Having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics; as good as it is possible to be.

Dah. They should just change all that hulabaloo to Hiccup.

Is it his fighting spirit? The willing to never give up, even in the face of doubt?

Is it how he can fly with a suit made of yak hide?

Because he invented a sword that ignites on command?

His wits? How smart he is? How he can think of undeniable plans?

The fact he was the first to train, ride, and fly a freaking Night Fury and change our perspectives about dragons?

Oh, don't get me started on his looks.

I guess it's the green eyes of the forest. Sharp jawline, kissable lips that works magic.

Thick eyebrows, perfect nose, unruly hair that is messy in a flawless way. Woven out of the finest silk and in the light turns burgundy.

Ah, his not overly muscly but strong build.

The feeling of his skin on mine. Bringing me more warmth the hottest fires could never.

He's kind. Caring. Defends what he believes in at all costs.

He's hot. Romantic.

He's smart, loving. Loyal, heart made of gold. He puts everyone before himself.

He'd sacrifice everything for who he keeps close to his heart.

He's...Hiccup.

A boy. A man. A best friend. A boyfriend. A leader. A chief. A husband. And a father.

Perfect.

They say no one is perfect. But Hiccup is. But he is not, no one. He is, someone.

And i love him.