Hiccup x oc oneshots

101- cutie

so this isn't hiccup x south, but in fact hiccup x jack frost. south is in this, but as hiccup's best friend. they dated for a year or so, until hiccup figured out he was gay and borke up with her. they're still best friends, and south is his champion.

hiccup is 15

hiccup's p.o.v

"so, hicc? what are you up to this christmas?" south asks me as i close my locker. i shrug.

"the same thing i always do. draw, read, do homework, study and sleep."

"will you visit your dad?" she asks me softly. my dad's in prison because he killed my mom in a drunk driving accident, and the same accident destroyed my leg.

"i... i don't know... maybe." i reply as we walk down the corridor. i have my head down, and suddenly, i bump into someone.

"yow..." i moan, clutching my head that i hit. i look across, seeing the tall, handsome frame of my crush, jackson frost- overland. he stands up and brushes himself off, offering his hand to me. i gingerly take it, feeling the cool softness of it.

"i-i'm sorry. i didn't mean to run into you..." i say shyly. he gives a cooked grin that ends me.

"it's fine. hiccup haddock, right?" he knows my name?

"y-yeah... you're j-jack frost"

"that's right. well, i'll see you later hiccup" he walks away, leaving me a blushing mess. south's jaw drops.

"dude, you like him!" she whispers to me. i blush harder.

"n-no i d-don't!" i protest. she grins.

"oh you totally do. c'mon, let's head out" i nod and follow her out of the school gate.

2 days later.

i stick my tongue out of the corner of my mouth in my concentration, the pencil gliding over the paper and beginning to form what i want it to. my dog, toothless begins to show on the paper. as i'm drawing, my phone pings. i pick it up, expecting it to be south, but i see it's a message request on instagram. i only use my instagram to post my art, so i assume someone wants to compliment me on it, as they usually do. i click on it and my heart practically stops when i see the account name jack._.frost . i click on the message and read it.

'hey hiccup! i came across your art page. you're really good at drawing! i was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime?'

i almost scream as i read. he wants to hang out with me? me? with all my awkwardness and plaid shirts? i bite my lip as i type up a reply.

'thanks! i'm glad you like my art. i would love to hang out with you. just tell me when and where'

i then get a text from south.

'hey, i've got a few dresses i'm throwing out. d'you wanna come over to see if you like em?'

south is the only one who knows about this. i love wearing dresses, skirts, tights, anything girl clothes related. i'm not trans, at least, i don't think i am, but i love the way they make me feel, and how they look on me. i'd die of shame if anyone at school found out. south found out the same time i did. i was playing around dressing up in my mums clothes and i loved it. south was with me, and she said i looked amazing. she's supported me in this.

'that'd be great. i'll head over now' 

i send the text and head downstairs.

"uncle, i'm headed to souths." i don't tell him why. he'd disown me.