(A/N: It's hard to accept something if you're not familiar with it. It takes time.)

He was insecure about himself. He felt...out of mind. Like he wasn't the same person as he used to be. However, it didn't help that it was his, - and Astrid's - wedding night and that the time was just getting later.

Usually, he heard that women wanted sex on the night of the marriage. What if he couldn't please her just because of his insecurity? What if...he just wasn't ready yet? What would she say?

She would probably hate him forever and never forgive him. As in, worst case scenario.

He sat at his desk, working on papers for the village, trying to keep his mind off of things for as long as he could.

However, Astrid was bored and it was their wedding night and they were alone and...it was all a mess.

She looked up form the Book of Dragons and looked at her husband. It felt weird. Husband. But, she loved it. Closing the large book and laying it aside, she slowly got out of bed and walked up to Hiccup.

She leaned down, hands on his shoulders and pressed her lips against his cheek before trailing down to his jawline and and kissing him there.

She kissed him a few times on the neck before matching her lips into his skin, licking and sucking on it.

Hiccup moved away. Astrid pulled back and looked at him. "Hiccup?" She asked softly. He moved away even more. "Babe? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, really. I'm just busy."

"No, you're not. The village gave you a few days off because of our marriage. That means, no work for a few days. Come on, Hiccup. Stop thinking and worrying so much and just...enjoy this while it lasts," Astrid said, now standing beside him, her hand stroking his cheek.

Hiccup turned his gaze towards her. "I'd love to, Astrid. It's just..." He trailed off and she looked at him. "I'm scared."

The blonde sighed and pulled him up, making him standing in front of her. "Listen, Hiccup. You're my husband now and, I love you. I love you with everything in me and I wish people would realize it. You're the one I love, the one I wanna keep beside me and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Hiccup."

He looked at her with a loving gaze, raising his hands and carefully placing them on her cheeks, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Thank you, M'Lady," He whispered and pressed his lips against her forehead. "Don't forget this, Hiccup. I accept you for who you are, I always have. You've always been amazing to me. I love you for who you are."

They both smiled before their bodies tangled into each other's and they fell towards the bed.

He was glad to have her. After all, she did accept him and love him for who he was. Not what he was trying to be.

And, at the end, he realized, he shouldn't be scared because she had felt the same way.

Insecure and scared.

However, they were there with each other. For each other, helping and supporting the other to the fullest.

They didn't want it any other way.

At least both of their fears slowly faded away when they both showed each other what they felt for each other.

Because, love is supposed to be shown, right?

(A/N: It's 3:23 AM. I have to wake up st 4:00 AM. I'm screwed.)

- Toothless_NightFury1.