Toothless And - Hiccup Reunion

Ten years. Ten years since he’d last felt the warmth of a Night Fury’s scales. Ten years since he’d traced the outline of that singular, beautiful tail fin with his own hand. He’d told himself he was at peace. He had a family. A village. A legacy. But there was a Hiccup-shaped hole only one creature could fill.

His heart, that stubborn thing, slammed against his ribs. He didn’t turn. He couldn’t. Because every other time, it had been a trick of the northern lights, a seal’s cry, or his own mind playing cruel games. toothless and hiccup reunion

They stayed like that for a long moment—human and dragon, chief and former partner in crime. No saddle. No prosthetic tail controls. Just two old friends remembering what it felt like to fly. Ten years

Hiccup froze.