"Before we go all out and crazy, I made everyone text shirts!" Nimona cheered.
After receiving the paper bags, everyone took a look at the prints.
For Ballister, it had the print 'I'm Bal, or boss' with a text in the back that said 'Depends who's asking' At first, he was confused, until Nimona dabbed in front of him, having unzip her jacket so her text was displayed.
'I'm Nimona. If lost, return to Boss.'
"Nice." Ballister snorted in amusement.
"Wish I could say the same." Ambrosius deadpanned, displaying his bright yellow shirt. It said 'I'm Ambs. If lost, return to Bal.' However, the back had a scarier font and it said 'Unlike his arm, at least he can have me back'
Ballister choked, before turning away and trying not to laugh.
"Tasteful." Ambrosius deadpanned, glaring at Nimona. "You're never going to let me leave it down, are you?"
Nimona hummed, "Well, if you don't want it~"
"I'll wear it, but only because you made it and it's like a group shirt anyway." Ambrosius sighed.
Nimona cheered, before turning to their other companions. "How'd you guys like it?"
"Oh, I know this trend!" Todd was already wearing it. It said 'I'm Fist bump bro. If lost, return to Aerin' he had a wide grin. "So, his says 'I'm Aerin, thank you for returning my beloved' right?"
Nimona smirked, "Well~ partially. It was difficult sewing all the letters. I kept it simple."
"Nimona," Aerin called out, already wearing the shirt that said 'I'm Aerin. Don't' In a level tone, and a hint of a smile, he nodded at her. "Love it."
Nimona grinned, giving a thumbs up.
"Aeriiiiiiin!" Todd bawled.
Ambrosius and Ballister aren't even trying to hold in their laugh anymore.
As a thank you, because I got a lot of kudos on the first day of posting the oneshot "So, not Nemesis" in Ao3 I decided to add a follow up.
Enjoy!
Nimona had gone into the city with money from Ballister so they could buy the expansion for the game tonight. It would be a good way to celebrate her return. Ballister wanted to come along, because it would be her first time going into the city after everything's that happened, but Nimona told him she'd be fine and 'you'll only cramp my style, boss.'
"Even though I was against it, I have to give it to the kid." Ballister chuckled, "She really got you good."
Ambrosius made a look, "Isn't she technically... Centuries older than us?"
"Nuance." Ballister shrugged, as he checked on whatever was in stock and what he could cook from it. "As if I'd really break up with you, right?"
When Ambrosius didn't respond to that, or even make a reaction, Ballister stopped looking through the cupboards in favor of looking at him. He can see how his lover looked listless.
"Well, after everything that's happened... Bal, I chopped off your arm!"
Ballister grimaced, walking towards him. "Hey, we talked about that." he reached for the blond's hand, "and you even apologized."
"So what if I apologized? Bal, we're talking about your arm!" Ambrosius' face contorted, the memory of the moment still fresh no matter how long ago it's been. "It's not a love language!"
Ballister rubbed the back of his neck, "Funny... Nimona said the same thing." he said. "Guess you guys have some things in common."
"This isn't funny, Bal! Apologizing... It's not enough. It's like... You apologizing for killing Queen Valerin!"
Ballister expression darkened. The moment will forever scar him; he loved the Queen like a mother he never had. "I didn't..."
"Exactly! You didn't even kill here, but I believe you did!" Ambrosius held his head, still trying to keep things together. He didn't notice when Ballister reached out to stop him from pulling the blond locks. "You're the man I loved forever, and I... Why didn't I question it more? Why didn't I hear you out? Give you a chance to speak... Why didn't I..." Deflating, he dropped to his knees. "Why didn't I believe you?"
Ballister sighed, crouching down and leaning his forehead against the other's. He allowed the silence to envelop them for a moment, before speaking once more. "You could be right, maybe... Maybe an apology can never be enough." he felt Ambrosius flinch at that. "But... Love could be."
At that, Ambrosius lifted his head and stared at Ballister with shining eyes.
"I love you, Ambrosius Goldenloin. Even after everything... I wanted to clear my name, to prove I didn't do it and part of it is because I wanted to return to your side as soon as possible..." Ballister held his lover's hands between both of his, "I'll admit, I did feel angry and betrayed when you didn't believe me and even pointed a sword at me."
Ambrosius flinched once more, and Ballister regretted saying it. But he figured it would be best to just get it out there, otherwise it would just have to come up again.
"But looking back, I thought... You were dealing with a lot, too. You know, having to arrest, the mind games the Director played... Everything hurt at the time but if I had to choose between staying angry because of it all or loving you... Well, loving you is easier."
"I, I love you, too Bal..."
Ambrosius couldn't hold it in anymore, and he let himself go. The tears flowed, and Ballister held him.
"Are you two gonna fuck?"
Ballister and Ambrosius cried out, pulling away from each other and finding a talking Shark sitting between them. Can sharks even sit? Well, Nimona somehow managed it.
"What? I'm technically old enough to see it."
Ballister narrowed his eyes, cheeks still red, and pointed at her sternly. "That's not the issue here and you know it."
"Sure, boss."
"How, uh, how much of this have you heard?"
"You mean from when I was a shark, or a little earlier from when I was a ferret?" Nimona morphed to a ferret as she asked the question, "Damn boss, you should've warned me about my fan club. I almost forgot the board game on my way back just trying to escape. Appreciate the love and all, but kinda overwhelming."
Ambrosius held up, after swiftly wiping at his eyes with an arm. "Wait, back up to that ferret bit... When was that?"
"Like... At the funny part? Or more like the 'no, that's not funny' part." Nimona shrugged.
Ambrosius groaned, covering his face with his hands.
Ballister crossed his arms, looking at Nimona. "We need to talk about you and eavesdropping."
"Yeesh, okay, I guess that's sorta my bad, boss." Nimona looked at Ambrosius and Ballister was caught off guard when she punched his shoulder... in a friendly manner. "But hey, it's okay bro. Like... Yeah, you were pretty shitty to us at the time."
Both Ballister and Ambrosius stared at her, a matching expression of eyes being narrowed.
"Let me get to the point!" Nimona groaned, rolling her eyes, even turning into an owl to thoroughly emphasis the point. "Still, before I did my phoenix disappearing act... I saw you, and... You were helping an unconscious dude get to safety. So I thought, hey, maybe you aren't the shittiest shit there is."
Ambrosius continued staring at her, "That's... Sweet?"
"I know, it's a talent."
"Among other things, I'm sure." The blond deadpanned.
Ballister shook his head, smiling fondly at the two of his favorite people in the world now. "Like I said before, you'll get used to it."
"Bal, I'm here." Ambrosius announced as he entered the not-so-secret hideout.
The knight couldn't see where Ballister was, but he knew his lover was around. It was him who sent a message to come over quickly, when they barely left each other's side for more than an hour. All he knew was that there was something important he needed to tell him and it couldn't wait. Well, the exact words he heard Ballister telling him was that he couldn't wait to show it to him.
Ambrosius blushed, wondering if Ballister was up to something. He's pretty sure it wasn't there monthsary yet.
Or was it?
Ambrosius looked for a calendar to check the date, only to finally find Ballister sitting on a chair but looking rather listless.
"Bal?" Ambrosius frowned, reaching out to him. "Is everything okay?"
Ballister lets out a sigh, before looking at the man. "Hey," he said. "I think... We need to break up."
Ambrosius widened his eyes as he felt his whole world crash down before him.
A muffled sound was heard, followed by sounds a crashes as if another person was fumbling around. Another Ballister comes appeared and rushed into the room. "Damn it, Nimona!"
"Aw," The 'Ballister' that just broke up with him morphed into a young girl. Not just any girl. Nimona. "You couldn't wait another five minutes or so to break out of the ropes?"
Ballister face palmed, and went to Ambrosius who was sporting a jaw-dropping expression. He closed the mouth before pressing a kiss to his temple. "We're not breaking up." Then, he breaks into a grin and gestures to Nimona. "Also, look who's back! She suggested this whole prank to announce it to you, I said no then she tied me up."
Ambrosius gaped again, because Nimona had been reenacting the scene by morphing into Ballister and herself tying him up in succession as Ballister had been explaining things.
"You gotta admit," Nimona shrugged, while looking like Ballister. "he kinda deserved it."
"Ballister rolled his eyes, "You'll get used to it." he patted his lover's back.
Nimona circled around Ambrosius, "So, Nemesis..."
"Nimona, we talked about that."
"Fine, fine." Nimona waved her hand dismissively, "I'll play nice with Mr. Golden Loins, except later because I'm totally gonna wreck him and take everything he knows and loves!"
"What?!" Ambrosius looked at Ballister incredulously.
Ballister sighed, looking at both of them fondly. "She means your properties... She's talking about a board game."
Ambrosius didn't really have any expectations when he walked in here, but even if he did, he would've never expected this.
Gregory tilting Ryder's chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. The ravenette delicately thumbs away a streak of blood from Ryder's mouth, saying nothing as they examine it.
After a brief pause, Ryder's heart skips a nervous beat as Gregory looks them dead in the eyes. His voice is quiet and tense. His anger barely restrained.
"Who did this to you?"
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I'll write a longer piece to this soon, just need to figure out how Ryder got that way.
"This one is for my one and only true love... Luigi."
Luigi blushed, eyes going wide at the side lines.
"Lu, you're so cool... And with my cum, you're gonna be so full.
Lu, after this song, Imma love ya all night loooong~"
Now, Luigi's blush intensified and his jaw dropped at the choice of lyrics. He pulled his hat down, embarrassed beyond belief.
Mario was starting to seethe.
Donkey tried to offer him food to help him relax, but he refused it.
Princess Peach raised a brow, pretty certain that wasn't how the lyrics should go... Or how this scene should be going, actually.
"Ooh, Lu, Lu, Lu, my sweetest Lu,
Oo, oo, oh~ Lu, Lu, Lu ooh~
I love you, ooh!
Ooh, Lu, Lu, Lu, my sweetest Lu,
Oo, oo, oh~ Lu, oh~ Luigi!
I love you!"
"That's it!" Mario grumbled as he swallowed a red mushroom before storming into the scene. "Let's-a go!"
At that same time, the director yelled "cut", sounding more tired than angry.
"Hm, I wonder if he's trying to a bunch of cuts for gag reel." Princess Peach as she took a sip of tea, staying behind the scenes as her boyfriend tried smashing Bowser.
DK shrugged, munching on several bananas at once. "Bet he's just doing it on purpose at this point." he mused, as Luigi charged into the scene to pacify things between his brother and boyfriend... for the umpteenth time. "Think we're all going home late tonight."
"STOP SINGING ABOUT HOW YOU'RE DEFILING MY BROTHER!"
"Mario, stop trying to throw Bowsie to the next the galaxy!"
"Not until he stops singing about you that way!"
Bowser didn't stop, even without music accompaniment as he's no longer within reach of the piano.
"Mario, Princess Peach, and Donkey Kong too
Notta single one of 'em could hold a candle to you..."
The aforementioned princess and prince looked indignant at that.
"You'll be my man to the end of the time
Mario can suck it cause you're forever mine, oh~
Ooh, Lu, Lu, Lu, my sweetest Lu,
Oo, oo, oh~ Lu, Lu, Lu ooh~
I love you, ooh!
Ooh, Lu, Lu, Lu, my sweetest Lu,
Oo, oo, oh~ Lu, oh~ Luigi!
I'm gonna fuck you!"
"DAMN IT, I'M-A KILL HIM!"
"Mario, no!"
"Mario, yes!" Mario grumbled, still struggling in his brother's grip. He could power through since he ate the mushroom, but he didn't want to hurt Luigi by accident. "WHERE'S THE SUPER STAR!"
"NO, THOSE ARE EXPENSIVE TO KEEP REPLACING!" The director runs away with the star.
Astrid took a breath before stepping inside with the others. "No turning back."
"Okay," Jim took a deep breath, gripping his axe before following Astrid's lead along with the others. "you got this... Don't screw it up, Jim..." he mumbled, psyching himself up.
Another recruit stepped beside him, "Hey, look what the wind blew in." Dimitri grinned, as he winked at Jim which earned him a raised brow, "Must be something to have to deal with dragons for the first time on your birthday. Don't worry, I'll watch out for you."
"Aww, really?" Jim batted his eyelashes at him, "Then maybe you can do something for me now?"
Dimitri grinned, encouraged by reception of his advances, "Just say the word."
"Don't be a distraction." With that, Jim punched him at the gut before moving on.
"Well done, Dimitri," Jack snickered, passing by and patting him on the back, "A for effort."
Dimitri grunted, "Yeah... Probably should've known it wouldn't be that easy." he said, "Still, he said I distract him. That's gotta mean something."
"Yeah, that you're a distraction." Jack laughed.
Tuffnut cheered from the other side, "Yeah! Let's get some burns!"
"Pfft, duh. Otherwise, what's the point?" Ruffnut snorted, "Maybe a mauling or two at my shoulders, a bit on my lower back would be good too."
Astrid shrugging, humming in agreement. "Yeah, it's only fun when you can get a scar to show for it."
"Are we betting on who's getting hurt the most today?" Everyone flinched, and turned towards a voice they didn't expect to hear today. "Here's a hint, it's probably going to be me." Hiccup sighed, rolling his eyes.
Snotlout huffed, "Oh, great." he sneered, "Who invited him?"
"Must want to share his experience. I mean, he did take out the 'Night Fury' after all." Tuffnut snickered.
Jack rolled his eyes, bonking both of them with his staff. "Lay off guys; we're technically all on the same side." he walked over to Hiccup and gave him a thumbs up. "Hey, best of luck today. Oh, I like your axe."
"Ah," Hiccup lets out a little high pitch laugh before getting some words out. "Um, yeah! You're welcome!"
Jim face palmed before going over hurriedly.
Jack blinked at that response, "Huh?"
"He means you're welcome to see him use it today." Jim explained, before grabbing Hiccup by the shoulder and dragging him along. "The word you're actually looking for is 'thanks', by the way."
Hiccup groaned, his face all red. "I know."
"Then fucking use the right words at the right time if you know."
"Yo Gory," Dimitri greeted with a bit of a smirk, "nice sweater."
Jim raised a brow because that's definitely not something Gregory would wear, but when he goes to check he saw that, indeed, the guy was wearing a winter sweater with several reindeers running in the center to form a circle around a reindeer head that's easily assumed to be Rudolph the red nose reindeer, not to be mistaken for his brother.
"Dude, what happened?" Jim said with a bit of a snicker, "Did you lose a bet?"
Dimitri laughed, "Must have." he said, "Because that looks awful."
"Shut up," Gregory scowled, but did nothing to hide the sweater's print, even if he had a coat that could give him that option. "I like it."
Now, Jim and Dimitri were staring at him incredulously. Even just looking at him, anyone can tell that the sweater wasn't something you would see Gregory wear. Throughout the year, they usually see him wear clothes of the greyscale, whether they were blazers, hoodies, T-shirts, or tank tops. This sweater was decidedly... Colorful.
Then, out of nowhere, a brunette wearing a winter cap jumped on Gregory's back while laughing happily. Meanwhile, Jim and Dimitri were wondering if the guy had a deathwish. They were soon gobsmacked when Gregory laughed as well, hands on the arms around him before he turned around. The brunette was placed back on the ground before Gregory leaned down to kiss him on the lips briefly.
"You wore it!" The brunette beamed.
Gregory smiled. "I said I would, didn't I?" he said. "When I said I liked it, I really meant it, Ryder."
"It's just... I usually see you wearing grays or black, sometimes red but more on the dark tones." Ryder fidgeted sheepishly. "I totally forgot I meant to give it to you when I was knitting it and made it too... Colorful, but I already had a lot of reindeer sweaters and I was making it to give it as a gift and..."
Gregory interrupted his rambling by kissing him again. "I love it, Ryder. I love that you made it colorful and the reindeer print;" he held the others' hands and kissed the knuckles on each hand. "because whenever I look at it, I'll be reminded of you and your bright spirit."
Ryder all but melts at the declaration before hugging his boyfriend. Gregory chuckled before leading him into the school building, totally and purposely forgetting to introduce Ryder to his friends.
"Huh," Dimitri blinked, "When his brother was teasing him about a secret lover, I thought the secret was there was no such lover."
Jim shrugged, nodding in agreement. "Ryder Nattura... Never would've guessed it'd be him." he said. "But they look cute together, hope it works out."
"Aw, does 'Death glare Hawkins' actually have a soft side?"
"Sure," Jim hummed non-chalantly, "it started when I chose to date a big baby like you."
Dimitri smirked, "I don't think I make one particular part of you 'soft' though."
The infamous death glare came out and Jim punched him on the shoulder. Dimitri was used to it, but damn, it was still hard. Still, that was Jim's 'I'm just being shy and don't know what to do about it so let me hit you' kind of punch.
"Hey guys."
Jim and Dimitri turned to see Rudolph come in with his arms hooked with Tony. They see him looking sullen, and realized the sweater that looked just as awful as the one Gregory wore.
"Greg's boyfriend made you one too?"
"No," Rudolph glared at Tony, "I lost a bet."
Tony laughed, "Be happy I actually let you wear something to school today, Rudy." he winked, "After all, no one appreciates your six-pack more than I do."
"You are the cutest thing in the Hollow~" Ryder cooed, nuzzling the wet nose of one of the newborn bunnies. "Except compared to Gregory. But he's special..." He sighed dreamily.
An amused chuckle was soon heard, "What about me, pretty fairy?"
Ryder stilled, his eyes pinched shut in mortification, before slowly turning around to confirm that, yes, his pixie lover was right behind him and yes, he just heard that. "You..." He scowled, blushing. "You should really stop eavesdropping..."
"Sorry darling," Gregory hummed, flittering over to embrace his lover. "But I can't say I'm that sorry hearing about how you want to hold hands and Kiss me and stuff..."
Ryder groaned, face feeling even hotter that he's pretty sure his whole face upto his ears were pink. "Please," he whined. "Can you stop bringing up how I was practicing a confession with that line?"
Having mercy on the Animal fairy, Gregory did stop his teasing in favor of tilting Ryder's head just so he could kiss him on the nose first, before leaving a chaste kiss on the lips as well.
"For the record," Gregory hummed, "I'm not too sorry I overheard you that one time practicing with Dimitri and Jim because it gave me the push to stop running away from my own feelings for you."
Ryder couldn't argue with that. At this point, they were too caught up with each other they didn't notice when Aster had rolled his eyes and left with the bunnies and their mother to find a good place to rest after giving birth to ten bunnies.
"We move to the lower defenses." Stoick said, looking at his men. We’ll counter-attack with the catapults."
The Vikings heeded the instructions of their leader before rushing to take cover from another volley of shots. A dragon swoops down and set another house on fire.
"FIRE!"
The Viking teens were seen carrying buckets of water as Hiccup looked out towards them longingly.
Oh, and that’s Fishlegs, Snotlout, Dimitri, Astrid, the Twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, and
"Here we go, guys! Let's do it!"
…Jackson.
In Hiccup's imagination, while he had tunnel vision on the handsome boy, it was on slow motion and he was visualizing the guy posing dramatically and doing a little flip with his bangs before strutting away from a structure he just put out fire from only to have another blast light it up all over again. In reality, Jackson Overland was quickly rushing about to put out fires with Dimitri and the others, jumping onto rooftops with brilliant agility and fluidity, jumping back flips before landing back on the ground to move along to the next burning structure.
Jim didn't even bat an eye as he passed by, carrying some metals, and actually doing his share of work. He's guessing that Gobber's going to be the one to tell him off anyway, as per usual. Although like Hiccup, he himself would much prefer to join the others outside, but he's told that it wasn't a job until he was at least fifteen, which was ridiculous since he was going to be fifteen tomorrow anyway.
Oh, their job is so much cooler.
Hiccup leaned out of the smithing window to get a better look. Gobber lifted him up and back into the shop. "Oh, come on." The brunette exasperated, "Let me out, please? I need to make my mark!"
"Oh, you’ve made plenty of marks." The blond Viking drawled, jabbing the boy with the blunt side of his hook. "All in the wrong places!"
Jim placed a crate down, "With your best friend having to help clean up the mess more often than not." he said leadingly.
"Could do with a little less begruding there, bud." Hiccup rolled his eyes before looking back at Gobber. "Please, two minutes." He continued to implore. "I’ll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get to speak to Jackson Overland without tripping over myself."
Jim narrowed his eyes, "You know he's a nice guy, right?" he said. "Just strike up a conversation, start with the freezing weather if you have to."
"You'd think that if it were that easy, I'd get somewhere by now." Hiccup huffed, shaking his head. "But I know if I can just... Take down one dragon that isn't one of those tiny things, maybe I'd get a little of the push to actually speak a sentence to him. A correct sentence!"
Jim rolled his eyes, "Several issues with that." The younger boy snarked, "one, you can’t lift a hammer. Two, you can’t swing an axe. Three, you can’t even throw one of these." he held up a bola and a passing Viking snatched it and used it to bring down a dragon. "You're welcome." Jim called out sarcastically to the man, before going to replenish the barrel which had gone empty during the conversation.
"Okay, fine," Hiccup conceded, "but this will throw it for me."
The brunette patted a wooden machine, which opened and shot a bola randomly. Gobber hopped aside instinctively, Jim was returning from getting more weapons when he was at the path of the launched bola and ended up getting tangled in it, before hitting the ground with a grunt.
When Jim got to school that day, a note fell from his locker when he was getting one of his books for his first few periods. Jim placed the book back in, and sees a printed note that read:
Jim, meet me at the courtyard before the last bell. I'll be waiting.
Yours, Dimitri.
Jim turned red. He knew he was getting along well these days with Dimitri, even with him, more often that not, calling him a dimwit when he got too embarrassed at the guy's pick up lines and flirt attempts. Jim wanted to think it was true, but he also knew the guy used to be straight and dated Anastasia Romanov. He didn't want to ruin their friendship in hoping Dimitri wasn't just being playful, and there could be more.
But tomorrow was homecoming, and last Dimitri's mentioned to him, he hasn't gotten a date yet since breaking up with Anya.
Should he dare hope at this moment?
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Hiccup was reading a book on his way to a vending machine, to buy a quick snack, before first period. He pulled out a dollar and held it towards the machine until he stopped short, hearing something that caught his attention.
"Did you do it?"
"Yeap, got the note into busboy's locker. Now all we have to do is get there."
"I sent a group message. Bunch of people are already there to witness him humiliated at the courtyard."
"Far out. Let's just hope he takes the bait."
"I know right? He should be real stupid to think Sudayev would ever ask him out, even for a playboy."
Hiccup widened his eyes. He grumbled, rushing away to get help. He could confront these guys right now. But that wasn't going to make the crowd disappear, and he couldn't find Jim fast enough to warn him. He wasn't even sure his best friend was in school yet.
There was only one things to do.
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Dimitri paced across the photography club room, where Jack was preparing and taking inventory of the things needed for the Photo booth for homecoming dance tomorrow.
"For goodness's sake, Dimitri." Jack exasperated, having to listen to the guy for a hour going on and on about his ideas on how to ask Jim out for tomorrow and officially. "It's not damn rocket Science. You guys are getting along, right? Just go up to him, smile, and bloody ask him out before I do it myself."
Dimitri scowled. "You're already dating and going out with Hiccup."
"Not what I meant." Jack rolled his eyes.
They heard the door slam open, and looked up to find a breathless Hiccup, looking them with almost bloodshot eyes.
"Guys, we've got a situation."
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Jim was already on his way to the quad. There seemed to be a lot of people here, which was weird. It's usually not this crowded in the morning. Usually, there would be many people near free period or towards the end of school. At the start of the day, most people would be crowded the halls by their lockers.
If Dimitri was going to have some one-on-one talk with him, he hope that this was just the meeting place but they would talk some place else.
"Well, look who finally decided to show up!"
Jim scowled at Scott, alias Scroop, who never let a moment pass, if it showed up, to give him grief. "Lay off, Scroop." he hissed. "It's too early to deal with your shit."
"Aww, is someone waiting for a certain playboy heir?"
"That's none of your..."
"Well, News flash," Scroop interrupted once more, "I was the one who put the note in your locker, you idiot." he cackled, "As if fancy pants Sudayev would ever go for someone like you."
Jim felt his face go red, absolutely mortified. He wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't move. He was paralyze at the face of the crowd of students, laughing and sneering down at him.
He couldn't believe he was so foolish...
"JIM HAWKINS!"
Blinking, the brunette looked up and found Dimitri on the school roof top, with Hiccup and Jack behind him holding up, what seemed to be, hastily written board signs that had the words: "Date me?"
"WILL YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND AND GO TO HOMECOMING WITH ME TOMORROW!"
The crowd gawked at the sight.
Jim was mortified, but for a good reason this time.
"So," Dimitri ran up to Jim as soon as he saw him from a distance. "Is it a yes?!"
After the whole gimmick, a school staff went into the roof, pulled the Dimitri by the ear with Jack and Hiccup following, and dragged them into detention.
Maybe it hadn't been the smartest thing to do, unlocking the door to the roof with his credit card and getting him and his friends into detention before school even started, but there was no quicker shortcut to the Quad from the Photography club, and the roof had an easy view to all the quad.
Now it was just up to Jim to make it worth it.
"You dimwit," Jim walked up to the taller boy, place his hands around his neck before bring him to his level for a kiss. "Let's see how Homecoming goes; then let's check with mom if she's going to let you date me."
Dimitri blinked, still dazed with the kiss, before grinning and pulling Jim closely again by the waist. "As far as you're concerned though?"
"You really are dimwitted. It should be obvious..." Jim smiled, "It's a yes."
"So," Dimitri started, "Does this make me future co-chief someday?"
Jim rolled his eyes, "You got one kiss today, and you're already thinking that far ahead?"
"Why not? I don't plan on messing around."
"So, you're saying you're a 'one-and-done' kind of guy?"
"If you're the one, how could I look at anyone else?"
Cheeks warming, Jim scowled as his default expression when he's flustered, he twists Dimitri's arm in retaliation before pulling away.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Dimitri cried out in pain, before shaking his arm out. "Great Odin, sometimes I think you're my mom's kid; violence was always her default response too. Then again, that would make you my brother and that would just make our entire thing weir..."
Jim interrupted the rambling by kissing him on the cheek. "Sorry for hurting you." He said, before running off towards the direction of his house.
Toothless and Luna sees him coming home and greets him enthusiastically.
Jack comes out hearing the commotion, "Oh you're home. Good, I could use some help preparing... Hm?" he walked over and runs his hand through Jim's fringe, combing it back.
"Wh, what is it, pops?"
"Doesn't feel like a fever... Why do you look red?"
If anything, Jim's face became hotter.
"I'll see you tomorrow, babe!"
"'Babe?'" Jack blinked, before looking back at his son. "Did you finally...?"
"So! You need help with dinner, pops? What can I do?" Jim immediately rushes inside the house.
Jim sighed as he walked up the steps. Just his luck, after a tiring day of solving hard cases and breaking news to families or next-of-kins that this guy or that girl got murdered, now he has to take the stairs to the fourth floor. Because, of course, today of all days had to be the day the elevator needed to close down for maintenance.
He was practically dragging his feet by the time he made it to the front door.
🎶 It's good to see the sun, and feel this place
This place I never thought would feel like home~ 🎶
Jim blinked, his haziness broken momentarily as he gets a good look at his apartment. He sees that a dinner was prepared, so that conveniently throws out his plan to skip a meal out the window, music was sounding off from the television, casting Spotify on the device. Dimitri was standing at the side of the table when Jim came in, and was now walking towards him.
"Happy five years, babe." The taller brunette grinned, leaning over to plant an affectionate kiss on Jim's forehead.
Jim blinked, before glancing over to the calendar behind the door. "Oh my god, is that today?" He looked at his boyfriend. "I'm so sorry! I totally mixed up the dates. The cases these days, they're just—"
"Hey, it's okay. I get it, and I'm not about to guilt trip you about it. I'm just glad you were able to make it home tonight." Dimitri hummed, squeezing Jim's hands.
Jim frowned, "Right. Man, what would you have done if I stayed out late tonight like usual?"
"Yeah, I had a back up plan to bring the party over to the precinct." Dimitri shrugged.
The homicide detective gaped, "Wow," He started, "Is there a rule that the fifth year is supposed to be that special?"
"Sure. The rule goes as 'If you want it to be, knock yourself out.'" Dimitri quipped, grinning. "So, may I have this dance?"
Jim smirked as his boyfriend moved back a bit, holding out his hand. He rolled his eyes good-naturedly, "I will indulge your cheesiness as it's an anniversary I forgot." He took the hand.
"Best gift ever," Dimitri quipped, pulling Jim towards the living room just a short distance away from the dinner. "you should forget our anniversaries more often."
🎶Now, it's all so clear, and I believe
That everything's been opened up to me,
And I feel you now; I'm not alone
I always know, I'll always know where you are~! 🎶
Dimitri finally places his hand on Jim's hip and pulled him in closer. The song continued to play until it faded out to something more tender for the moment.
🎶We were strangers, starting out on a journey
Never dreaming, what we'd have to go through
Now here we are, I'm suddenly standing
At the beginning with you...🎶
"Not that I'm not enjoying myself," Jim drawled as they mostly in time with the music, with Dimitri twirling him once somewhere in between. "But when do we get to the eating part?"
🎶No one told me, I was going to find you
Unexpected, what you did to my heart
When I lost hope, you were there to remind me
This is the start~🎶
Dimitri hummed, "Shh, I'm romancing you. You don't rush that," he quipped, "Nice try, though."
"Damn, foiled again." Jim chuckled, turning red as his stomach grumbled. "Er, that wasn't intentional this time."
The taller brunette chuckled, "It's okay," He said. "One more twirl, I promise."
"Sure thing," Jim smiled, following Dimitri's lead. He swayed along with the song, as it reached the chorus, Dimitri turned him and he allowed it. When he finished a full circle, but when he did, Dimitri was gone. "Dimitri?"
"Down here."
Jim looked down, and a breathless gasp caught in his throat.
Dimitri was holding out a very telling box.
🎶And life is a road that I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing
Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning
I'll be there when the storm is through
In the end I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you.🎶
"James Pleiades Hawkins, there is no one else I wanted to be with moving forward in this journey we call life. I just said something could be special if we make it that way, but to me, you've always been something special. Effortlessly." Dimitri breathed, a discreet tremble in his hands that did not escape the detective's trained, perceptive eyes. "I want to bask in that amazing fiery, spirit of yours. Always. So, Jim, will you marry me?"
Jim didn't miss a beat, "Yes!" He launched into Dimitri, who barely caught him, and they tumbled into the floor boards, laughing. "A million times, yes! You don't even need to ask!"
"Are you glad I did, though?" Dimitri asked cheekily, even as tears were showing at the corner of his eyes.
Jim leaned back, pulling Dimitri to sit up with him. "Shut up and kiss me already, you dimwit."
Dimitri laughed but happily obliged. "I love you, pup."
"I love you too," Jim smiled sincerely, "Dimitri."
The brunette was so glad it was winter break and that he gets to sleep in. Although, since it just started, his body clock still needed to get the memo that he didn't have to rise as early as 6am. Unfortunately, Jim was the type who can't fall back to sleep in the morning once he was already up. He figured he'd get breakfast started, or brunch, as the three other occupants of the apartment were more likely to have better luck sleeping in than he did.
He moved to get up, but finally realise the weight over him.
Jim rolled his eyes, finding that Dimitri had, once more, crept over on to his bed some time at the night. He lets out a rare fond smile, though, since his boyfriend wouldn't be seeing his rare affectionate side anyway while still being dead to the world. He moved the fringe covering up his forehead to give him a kiss, before gently sliding off the bed. He covered Dimitri with the blanket before heading out to the kitchen.
Since he was going for a brunch meal, Jim figured he'd make some pancakes and a Chicken Alfredo pasta, probably grill up a bit of tuna for Hiccup's cat, Toothless.
He just finished turning over Hiccup's pancake when he yelped as he felt arms snake around him. "You dimwit," Jim scowled, recognizing that it was his boyfriend. "I'm cooking; that's dangerous."
"Was missing my blanket." Dimitri murmured, eyes still shut and his drawl still sounded hazy.
Jim rolled his eyes, "You did not," He said, "I put it over you."
"My human blanket." He corrected, nuzzling the back of his boyfriend's neck. "Smells good."
The shorter boy nudged him a bit, but not to make him let go. "They're pancakes. They don't really have a savory smell."
"I meant you." Dimitri kissed his neck. "Very good."
Jim shivered, but shook it off and nudged his boyfriend once more. "Stop it, dimwit. It's too early and we're in front of food," He scowled, before pointing to the Island where the pasta and some other ingredients laid. "How about make yourself useful and start on the Pasta sauce?" Dimitri whined, shaking his head as he continued squeezing Jim. "I'll get you off in the shower later after we finish with prepping brunch."
"Do I whisk the butter and cream first or cut the cloves of garlic?" Dimitri headed to the Island, wide awake now.
By the time Jack and Hiccup made it out of their rooms, a brunch waiting for them, they heard the distinct sounds of Dimitri's moans in the rest room. They didn't hear Jim, but they put two and two together since food was already prepped on the table.
"Looks like those two are having dessert before breakfast."
"Ride the Ferris Wheel, they said, it would be fun, they said."
Jim hummed, "For once, I agree with you." He said, "Good thing it got interesting,"
"It," Dimitri gawked, staring at him incredulously, "The ride freaking broke down!"
"And that made it interesting!"
Dimitri rolled his eyes. Sometimes, he thought Jim was a bit too much of an adrenaline junkie. They ended up riding the slow pace ferris wheel in the first place because he would not stop riding extreme attractions one after the other.
He debated that it wasn't everyday they won Quick passes to all rides in a theme park so he was just making the most of it and rode all the extreme attractions in a single day.
He even went on a roller coaster after a quick lunch of fries and a burger, while the rest of the group tried out a race cart. The mistake almost had Jim vomiting all over Astrid. Almost, because the blond fixed him with the only intimidating glare that can combat his own so Jim swallowed it down instead before Dimitri could even get out a paper bag for him.
After that, Jamie had suggested the ferris wheel to wind down a bit before they try the Pendulum-like attraction.
Of course, the ride that was only supposed to last for fifteen minutes ended up becoming more so when the ride broke down. Those below got to leave quick since they weren't far off the ground. And despite his daredevil persona, even Jim didn't fancy scaling down the ride as he and Dimitri were at the very top when the ride broke down.
They can see Jack and Hiccup all the way on their own booth, taking advantage of the stop by making out.
"Shit."
Dimitri looked over to Jim, who was starting to look green again. "Are you okay?"
"I swallowed vomit earlier Dimwit, what do you think?" Jim snorted, which was a mistake as he ended up feeling bile rise up and held his hand to his mouth in a futile attempt to stop it then a paper bag was held in front of him. "Urp?"
Dimitri rolled his eyes, as he leaned over him. "Well, don't stop it all again. Let it all out." He said.
Jim took the paper bag and did as he was told without argument, for once. He vomited into it as Dimitri rubbed his back soothingly. He would be so embarrassed that he ended up vomiting in a ride that wasn't even puke inducing but a frigging Ferris wheel. Though Jim was good at hiding it when he was flustered, it didn't mean he didn't get flustered.
Then, to his surprise, Dimitri took the paper bag aside when the vomiting stopped and pulled out a mouth wash from his backpack, giving it to Jim. Dimitri held out a new paper bag for him to spit the mouth wash into after before stashing it into a small garbage bag. He then handed him a tissue pack.
"What the fuck," Jim croaked even as he accepted it, "when were you a neat freak?"
Dimitri smirked. "I'm not," he said. "But you with free access to all the rides in an amusement park? I figured they'd be needed."
Jim raised a brow, "And you went through all that effort... Why?"
"Well," Dimitri started, a bit hesitantly. "Maybe I wanted to show you that even when you go all out adrenaline-junkie crazy, I'm capable of taking care of you."
"Why would you—"
"Dude, you're supposed to be smart. So, isn't it obvious or do I really need to spell it out?" Dimitri sighed, and just thought screw it. "I like you."
"You," Jim blinked, taken aback. "You like me?"
"Is that hard to believe? We're room mates with two beds but I always ended up sleep on yours with you, we grew up together, and we went here as a group but in almost all the rides, except the coaster, why do you think I keep riding next to you."
"So I could vomit all over you?"
Dimitri laughed. "Yeah," he conceded. "No, it's so I could work up my way on doing this."
He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on the other's lips, which barely lasted for a second. Jim widened his eyes even more. Dimitri pulled back, smiling a bit, before landing another more lingering kiss on his forehead.
"You still taste a bit like vomit." He said, "after brushing, you owe me a sweeter one."
Jim managed to recover, and attempted a smirk. "Bold of you to assume you're getting it that easily."
"But am I right to assume it?"
Jim grinned, "Maybe."
Then suddenly, the ride started back up, and in a few minutes, they were back at the ground. Their friends started at them as they got off, with Dimitri heading off to the nearest trash can.
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