42 for Hicretstrid. I might be in a good mood.. 😁

heathenvampires:

Hicretstrid is a big mood all the time

Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

“Where’s Hiccup?”

“Isn’t he back yet?”

Astrid shook her head. Eret frowned, certain Hiccup had sworn he was leaving the forge in a minute… half an hour ago. The very pregnant wife huffed, crossing her arms and eyeing Eret in that way that said he better not dare lie.

“Where did you see him last?”

“Uh… the forge?”

He wasn’t going to cover for Hiccup; he wanted their chief back home too. Astrid rolled her eyes, already stepping into her outside boots – she had inside ones now, so she could wear them in bed without tracking icy slush in. Wrapping her fur hood around her shoulders, Astrid bade Stormfly and Skullcrusher to stay before dragging Eret out with her in the direction of the forge.

As predicted there was a lean form hunched over the desk. Toothless slept nearby, riding rig and tail fin off and Hiccup was mumbling to himself. His chiefs cloak was slung on its hook half-heartedly, and the air wasn’t that warm with the forge not lit. Hiccup was probably freezing, and just hadn’t noticed yet. He was good at that.

“Hiccup.”

Jumping in clear shock – he’d not heard them come in – Hiccup twisted in his seat, seeing both of them stood there.

“Is it late?”

“Yes.”

Hiccup’s mouth twisted in a frown, a few days stubble on his jaw sharpening his features. 

“I won’t be long. I gotta finish this.”

And with that he turned back to his work, prompting his wife to make a motion Eret worried meant she might throttle him. Patting her hand, Eret had a better idea and gestured with his head for Astrid to follow him. They edged closer, crouching down either side of Hiccup – not enough to jostle his work, and Hiccup’s tight focus seemed to make him barely notice them.

Eret pecked a kiss on his ear. Hiccup rubbed absently at it, side-eyed Eret with a quick smile before green eyes flicked back down to sheets detailing a new prosthetic for his dragon. Eret watched Astrid roll her eyes, dipping her head to press a kiss to Hiccup’s temple. She also got a quick smile before he resumed sketching.

They went for broke, both kissing his scratchy cheek; Astrid took his charcoal and Eret took his parchment as Hiccup squirmed and laughed between them. When he tried to chase them, they kissed his mouth instead, Eret lifting Hiccup from his chair while Astrid attached herself to his front, both still pecking kisses on anywhere they could reach. Standing sandwiched between them, Hiccup let out a fond sigh.

“Very effective.”

“Yep. It was Eret’s idea.”

“As was this” Eret hiked a protesting Hiccup up over his shoulder, grinning “Astrid, make sure his work won’t blow away overnight?”

Tidying the pages up and putting Hiccup’s baby axe on as a paperweight, she nodded, nudging Toothless.

“Put me down!”

“Nope. Can’t be trusted. Gotta take you home.”

From the corner of his eye, he saw Astrid straining up on her toes to silence Hiccup’s complaints with a kiss before they began transporting the reluctant chief home.

“Eret.”

“No.”

“Eret!”

“No!”

“ERET!”

“Here we are” Eret put Hiccup down at the front door of his house “now that wasn’t so bad was it?”

Rolling his eyes, Hiccup pushed open the door with a chuckle as Eret and Astrid high fived before following him in.