*~~~*Jack & Hiccup Imagines & Preferences*~~~*

*~~~*Your First Kiss*~~~*

Hiccup: You and Hiccup were both working in the forge, making some weapons for the Vikings. Because many had ask for new weapons, you and Hiccup had to work together in order to get all the requests done, which wasn't a problem for you, seeing as blacksmithing was right up your street. You were almost done with all of them, you just had one more to do and then you two would be done for the day.

"Annnnnnnnnnnnd . . . " you began, polishing off a battleaxe, "we . . . are . . . DONE!"

You quickly handed the battleaxe to it's customer who thanked you gratefully. Gobber came in to see how the two of you were doing and was shocked to find out that you were both all done.

"Wow, you two work fast! I may have to sell the business over to you guys!" Gobber joked, making the two of you laugh.

"There's no need to do that, Gobber. We just work fast, right (y/n)?" Hiccup stated. You nodded in agreement. Gobber shook his head, mumbled something about how "it hard to find hardworking teens these days", and left the two of you in the forge to clean up. 

You two were done and about to leave when Hiccup stopped you. "Uh, (y/n), you have some soot on your face," he pointed out. You blushed and tried to wipe it off.

"Is it off yet?" you asked, still rubbing at your face.

"Um, no. Wait, let me get it for you . . . " Hiccup's thumb ran over the soot and he slowly started to rub it off your face. Despite him getting it all off, he still kept his thumb on your face, not moving. The two of you just looked into each other's eyes, unknowingly starting to lean in.

When the two of you were nose to nose, you closed the gap by boldly pressing your lips to his, with him instantly responding by encasing you in his arms. When the both of you pulled back, you smiled and chuckled bashfully while both blushing profusely.

Jack: " . . . and I don't know what to do about it! I'm freaking out! I really am!" You panicked. Right now, you were talking about how scary a first kiss must be and how you were scared about how it would turn out. Jack was sitting next to you, listening to you go on and on, nodding occasionally so you would think he was listening.

"I honestly don't know what you're getting so worked up about, (y/n). I mean, it's just a kiss," Jack tried to reason, but only resulted in you hitting his arm.

"It is not 'just a kiss', Mr. Frost!" you countered dramatically. "It is the special first kiss that is the first romantic thing you experience in your life! It is completely reasonable to worry over something like this as it can either make or break your entire future romantic experiences!"

"Look, (y/n)--"Jack started, but was cut off by your persistent ranting.

"I know you may not care about something like that, but I most certainly do! It may seem like something small to you, but it most definitely isn't to me!"

"(y/n)--" Jack tried again, but was - once again - cut off by you.

"It's just that special feeling you get when someone just gives you your first kiss out of the blue and you just know that they're the one--" But you were cut off when Jack, finally having enough of your rambling, grabbed your shirt and roughly pressed his lips onto yours. Your eyes widen in shock as he did so, not being able to fully comprehend what he had just done until he had pulled back.

"See? Was that so scary?" he asked you, but you couldn't answer, as you were still in shock. Jack noticed and tilted his head slightly to the side.

"(y-y/n)?" He asked, a bit concerned. Your response was to drop down straight onto the floor, still in the same position you were in before.

" . . . Why must you be so difficult, snowflake?"