drawing's, both on sand and on paper

a/n: y/n's and hiccup's theme song will be will i find my home by juniper vale!!

I WILL MAKE IT HAPPEN.

also, i am not translating the high valerian to english because i am too lazy ;3

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authors pov

07:58 PM. BERK, THE ISLE OF BERK

the sunsets on the isle of berk. y/n sits opposite hiccup, her eyes closed as she lies against midnight. midnight starts to doze off, being so close to her owner. when ever y/n's around, she'll be comfortable. hiccup has been drawing her for a while. rubbing out the pencil with his thumb ever time he feels like the good isn't good enough. and he's done it a lot. hiccup draws on her eyelashes, getting the rest of the face. 

it's going good. does he give this to her? is that weird? 

he doesn't colour the hair, obviously as it is white and so is the paper. but he shades other parts, like her clothing and her skin. did she make her clothing? out of what materials? 

"i am aware of you drawing me," y/n says, making hiccup freeze stopping the lead going back onto the paper. with her eyes closed, she lets out a laugh. "may i see it?" she asks, opening her eyes. her violet eyes meet his nervous green ones as he nods. she goes to get up, but he gets up faster and walks over to her. he hands her his  journal, y/n tracing the lead with her pointer finger. "it is a beautiful drawing,"

"uh, thanks," hiccup laughs, rubbing the back of his neck. 

"may i keep this?" y/n asks, holding the paper up. hiccup wordlessly nods, y/n folding the paper delicately and putting it under the cloak that she's not wearing. it's a bit warm. "are you the village artist?"

"oh no..." hiccup says, avoiding her gaze. why does she stare at him so intensely? is there something on his face? would she tell him if something was on his face? "i-i invent stuff though..."

"and what kind of things do you invent?"

"usually, huh, weapons," he says, looking over to the night fury who is hanging upside down like a bat to sleep. 

"i see," y/n says, scrunching up her nose. "do you enjoy that?"

"well," hiccup starts, sitting on the rock next to her. "i'm not really good at anything else," he shrugs, putting up a stick and starting to draw on the sand. 

"i do not think that 's true," y/n says. "i am aware that i do not know a lot about you. however, you are a kind person," hiccup stops doodling on the stand, looking over to y/n. but she's not looking at him, but she's looking up the sky. she cannot see the full sunset here, but she can see some of it. "and midnight does not wish for me to allow her to burn you, and that is speaking a range of things about you,"

"oh, thank you...?" the two look at each other before both of them start to laugh. y/n enjoys this. it is nice to talk to another human again. she does not do it very often. as people would either want to kill her, or breed to her have targaryen offspring. she has heard the conversations. "does the night fury have a name? i know you call your dragon midnight. it's a beautiful name,"

"i thank you," y/n says, stroking midnight's wings. "i was opting for twilight but she hatched at midnight so it suited her better," she pauses, looking at the night fury. "i have not given him a name. he does not want me to,"

"what about toothless?" hiccup suggests. "because he has no teeth? well, sometimes, anyway,"

"i think you might need to ask him," y/n says, looking at hiccup.

they fall into a comfortable silence, y/n closing her eyes once more as hiccup starts to draw on the stand with the stick, once again. this time, he's drawing the night fury. or at least, it's face.

he freezes up, hearing a low rumble behind him, his eyes going wide. he continues to draw, the night fury's eyes follow the stick. the night fury pauses before waddling off on his hind paws. hiccup looks back in confusion and his eyes go wide once again as the night fury snaps off a tree twig. sorry, a tree trunk. 

y/n and midnight wake up in surprise, ready to attack. but as they just see too boys being well, boys, they look at each other and go back to resting their bodies. 

hiccup watches with bewilderment as the night fury starts to draw with the trunk in his mouth. twirling around like a dance, walking all over the place. the night fury sits up, looking over at hiccup and then places a dot on the design. he continues twirling around, the tree leaves smacking hiccup in the back of the head. 

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the night fury sits, satisfied with his art. hiccup stands up, looking all around him. the dragon is learning. 

he chuckles, taking a step. he gasps with a jump, the night fury growling at him. y/n opens a violet eye, ready to calm the night fury down. but hiccup raises his leg off the drawing, the night fury's eyes dilating and the growling stops. he sets his foot on the lip again, making the night fury snarl in warning before purring as hiccup lifts his foot. he does it again. okay, he's figured that out. 

y/n smiles, watching the two.

he steps over the line, the night fury tilting his head with a chitter as hiccup starts to make this a game. he tries his hardest not to step on any of the lines, looking all around him. he does not even notice that he's making his way to a dragon. he finishes, satisfised but freezes as he hears and feels a snort behind him. 

he turns around, the night fury looking down at him. hiccup slowly reaches out once more, making the night fury lightly flinch before he growls softly in warning, stopping when hiccup puts his hand down. 

he can do this. hiccup looks away, putting his hand out to the night fury. the night fury watches him, before moving his snot closer.  he hesitates before putting his snout against hiccup's hand. y/n gasps in joy, quickly. midnight chittering quietly too. both of them trying their hardest not to ruin the moment. 

the night fury pulls away, his nose twitching. he flies off, hiccup looking back at the targaryen and her dragon. y/n stands up, smiling at hiccup. 

"well done, viking," she says softly. "in high valyrian it is said sȳrī gaomagon, viking,"

"i don't think i'm ever going to get that," hiccup laughs, shaking his head. 

"never the less," y/n says, clicking her tongue at midnight who jogs over to the night fury. "this is something you are good at,"

hiccup watches as she walks off. he then looks down at his hand. something he's good at?