TheLakeDroppedMe

It had been years.The white haired boy hadn't even thought of Berk since the Night Fury passed.But here he was, at an old wooden desk. One far too familiar.Carrying two books.So he sat reading for hours. But finally he came to the end.'Jokul Frosti.' it read. and went on to explain all the wonderful things he had done, as well as many sketches of the winter boy. Him bringing winter, bringing laughter, snow days and fun. But at the very end of the book, on the very last page. Something is written very shakily.  'Jackson Frost,I love you. I want you to keep these books so that way you'll always have a part of me with you. Because I'll never ...

A white haired boy sits on the edge of the wooden bed, stroking the brunet's face.The brunet had just come back from a battle, and the other was looking at him in the weakest moment he could have."Jack...?" the brunet asks, and instantly Jack nods."Y-Yes Hic?" He asks, and Hiccup smiles."Thank you...for everything." Hiccup says, his hand reaching up and running through the snow white hair."Hic-I didn't do anything." Jack says, as the Viking caresses him. Ice blue eyes look down into the worn, but somehow still loving green orbs."Jack, you've been here for me everyday..." Hiccup's breath hitches, and Jack gets a bit closer. Hiccup pulls him...