Hiccup x oc oneshots

116- teachers pet pt 6

south's p.o.v

i've finally been able to go back to my apartment after the attack a month ago. hiccup obviously calls me everyday to make sure i'm okay, and he often comes over.

i'm laying on my bed, listening to music when there is a knock at the door. i assume it's hiccup, so i pause my music and go to open the door. there, astrid is stood.

"astrid?" i ask, shocked.

"south, i'm sorry i got rude to you, but right now, you really need to see this" she says. i frown, and let her in.

"what's going on?" i ask. we sit down on the couch and she pulls out her phone. she goes onto tinder and then shows me the phone. i gasp.

it's a profile.

HICCUP HADDOCK, 22, DRAMA TEACHER

there is a few photos i recognise from his facebook, it has this description:

i'm not looking for a long- term relationship, just a chick who is willing to come over when i ask for sex. 

"holy shit..." i whisper. he's cheating on me?

"i'm so sorry. i promise i had nothing to do with this." 

"i... i believe you... i need some time to think about this" i say shakily.  she nods and leaves. i sit on my sofa for a while, thinking. why would he do this? was it me? was the sex not good? am i a terrible lover? probably. i decide i need answers.

'astrid, can you send me a photo of the profile?' i text her. she sends it to me. i grab my keys and drive to hiccup's house. i pound hard on his door. he opens it. he's shirtless, and his hair is messy. was he just with a girl.

"south? what's up?" he yawns. oh, he was asleep. lazy bones. i resist the urge to smile. i glare at him.

"did you really think i wouldn't find out?" i ask him. he blinks.

"w-what? find out about what?"

"this." i open my phone andc show him the photo.

"the fuck? that isn't mine! i never made that!" he says.

"hiccup, i'm no fool"

"no, no, look" he ushers me in. he goes onto his phone and gives it to me.

"look through it. i promise you won't find anything" i frown, but look through his phone. there are no messages, no phone calls. i go onto his app store and look at the downloaded apps history. i find tinder. it was deleted the day after we got together.

"w-what? i don't understand" i say. he sighs.

"neither do i. i would never, ever do that to you. i love you, south" he says seriously. i breath a sigh of relief and place my head onto his shoulder. he wraps his arm around me.

"sorry for doubting you" i mumur sadly. he just smiles.

"s'okay. i mean, thats pretty concrete evidence. how did you find out, anyway?" he asks me.

"astrid. she came knocking and apologised for being rude, then showed me."

"ah, okay. just making sure" i giggle and press a little kiss to his bare shoulder.

"however, we do need to find out who made that account. i happen to dabble in computer tech" he says. i look up at him

"since when?"