Hiccup x oc oneshots

133- I love you kiddo, pt 5

Baileys p.o.v

I finally returned to school after a week with the stomach flu. When I get sick, I always want to be with my dad. When I get home, I can almost feel the tension in the air
"Dad? South?" I call out, but get no reply. I frown and hang my bag up. I can hear a lot of shuffling and thumping about in my dads room, so I don't bother to go in. I stay in my room for some time, my worry increasing. My dad hasn't left his room, and he hasn't come to greet me
Like he always does. It's now about 6pm, and I'm hungry, so I go to my dads room to see if he wants me to make something
"Hey dad, are you- are you alright?" I find him sat on the edge of his bed, doing something with his prosthetic and mumbling to himself
"I'm fine" he says tersely. I frown harder
"Are you sure because I-" he looks up at me. His expression shocks me. His usually soft and kind green eyes are fiery and full of anger. He looks really pissed
"I SAID IM OKAY. I DONT NEED YOU HANGING AROUND ME ALL THE TIME, JUST LEAVE ME BE" he shouts. I stay back, shock running through me. He never shouts... ever.
"okay... dinners in the oven, if you care for it" I then sprint out of the room. I swiftly stick some left overs in the oven to keep them warm, and run to my room, shutting and locking my door. Through my tears, I pull out my phone to text South
'Is dad okay?'
'What happened?'
'I found him in his room, he looked a bit mad. I tried to ask him if he wanted dinner, but he yelled at me. Did I do something?'
'No sweetie, it was me. We got into a big fight, something about baby names, it started out as, but it got worse, and I called him a shit father. I'm really sorry. I never meant to call him that. But yeah, that really set him off, and he told me to pack my shit and stay with my parents for a few days to let him cool off. But he shouldn't have yelled at you. I'll talk to him'
'Thank you'

South's p.o.v

I call hiccup. I have no clue how this conversation is going to go.
'I thought I said I wanted to be left alone' I sigh
'Yeah, I know, but the hell are you doing, yelling at bailey, just because your mad at me, doesn't mean you gotta take it out on her.' I say sternly. He stays silent for a moment
'I never tell you how to raise Anastasia, and yet you're telling me how to raise my own kid'
'Hiccup, you're a fucking idiot. Listen hard, I'm sure you'll see why you're wrong quick enough' I hang up the phone and let out a wheeze. Anastasia walks in
"Mom?"
"Sorry sweetie. Hiccup's being an idiot and he was yelling at bailey."
"Hiccup never yells..."
"I know. That's why she's so upset"
"Can I go over to help her feel better?" I sigh. I would have brought her into my lap if my 7 month pregnant baby bump didn't disallow that
"I'm afraid not, honey. Hiccup needs some space to think. He doesn't want to see me right now" she nods and nuzzles me, before wandering off again.

Baileys p.o.v

I cry into my pillow. I know parents yelling at their kids is a normal thing, but not for me. Sure, I've heard my dad has raised his voice at me, but only ever rarely, and he has never yelled at me like that before. He always values my opinion and he opens up to me when he's sad, just like I open up to him if I'm sad, but now... he's treating me like I'm an immature little girl. There is a knock at the door
"Bailey, can you let me in?" My dad asks softly
"Why? Do you wanna yell at me again?" I can't help myself from saying it, and I feel immensely guilty when I do. He stays silent for a moment
"Bailey, please" I hear his voice crack. I sigh and stand up, walking over to the door and slipping the key under the door, before returning to my bed. He lets himself in, and sits at the end of the bed. I don't look at him
"Bailey... I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I... I don't want you to hate me" He says. I peer up. His eyes are screwed shut. His hands are folded in his lap and I can see that he's crying.
"You think I hate you because you yelled at me once? Maybe you are an idiot" he chokes out a laugh and wipes his tears
"So you forgive me?" I sigh and climb onto his lap
"Of course. You didn't mean it. Though... if you do think I am being clingy... I can stop..."
"No! No, I don't want you to stop. It makes me feel like you aren't getting older but... you are, and that terrifies me, because one day, you aren't gonna need me any more"
"I'll always need you, even when I'm fifty and you're seventy." He chokes a little and clutches me tight against his chest
"Also... south is really sorry for calling you a bad father. She didn't mean to say it" I murmur. His grip tighten a little
"I know... but, it's still a fear I have. Being a single dad... it isn't easy, kiddo. Even now, I sometimes fear it not doing right by you, and now that souths pregnant... it's almost like it's happening all over again, y'know?" I love it when me and my dad have honest conversations like this
"Yeah, it's like how I feel that when the baby is born, you'll forget about me" I say
"No, baby. I couldn't ever forget you. I love you more than life itself. It's something you will only truly understand when you have kids. Being a parent is the hardest, most challenging job there is, but it's also the most rewarding. You'll understand one day"
"Yeah... I'm sure I will"