Toothless woke up to see a sleeping Hiccup in his embrace. He chuckled as he thought about how this was the same Hiccup who shot him down. He was happy, content. After all were it not for that one faithful night, he would have never met Hiccup.
Before meeting Hiccup he was alone, shunned, and excluded. Not unlike the young teen himself. Other dragons would either cower before him, or they would resent him for his status. Toothless had only known 1 friend and that was Hiccup.
Figures he would try to be a father figure to the young Viking teen.
He paused thinking, did he really think of himself that way? He always was protective of Hiccup, even to the point where he would growl if the slightest creature came near him. He didn't just lick the boy for fun, but also for grooming him. He hated when he bathed in the water. He was afraid the boy would become sick. All these were parental instincts.
He nuzzled Hiccup in his sleep, and got a peaceful smile in return. He thought of the teen as his own hatchling.
He swore to himself right there and then, that he would be the father that hiccup deserved. He would be patient and kind, loving and caring, he would teach him and raise him as his own. He would just have to see if Hiccup would agree to the proposal after he woke up.
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Dragon Heir
FanfictionWARNING! THIS SUMMARY CONTAINS SPOILERS!!! When Stoick found out about Toothless, he disowns Hiccup. Hiccup breaks Toothless out of the Arena and leaves with him. This is the story of Hiccup, the adopted son of Toothless the Night Fury. Disclaimer:...
