In Every Universe, I Choose You [Random x Reader oneshots]

Comfort Crowd [Snotlout Jorgenson]

Request: can you PUHLEASE do reader comforting snotlout like literally anything that has to do with us comforting him (you obviously don't have to and I completely understand if you ignore this)) THANK YOUUU
Takes place after the trial of flame and Hiccup is the winner! We're going with more of the live action, but still can be read as either live action or animated

Warnings: cussing, Spitelout. Crying, angst, uhhh hurt comfort,

The last few days... or maybe it was weeks now... had been grueling. But at least the ships came back today!

You raced down to the docks, only to see one ship. Three had gone out. They couldn't all possibly fit on one ship... Your heart sank... where was your mother? You went in the docks looking for her, and luckily found her, just in the very cramped boat. She was at the end of the people, next to Spitelout.

When she got off, she hugged you tightly, kissing your forehead.

"Mom! I'm so happy you're back!" You giggled, leaning in her arm.

At the same time you saw and heard the voice that you had come to loathe a little. Not because it was his voice, but because it was the fake confidence he put up.

"Dad! I missed you... b-but like in a super manly way... I have so much to tell you about the trial of flame-"

You felt your stomach twist as you saw Spitelout disappear, leaving his son confused. He stopped mid sentence to look for the aforementioned man, before shouting about seeing him at home.

"You go on... I'm going to help here with unloading, alright? See ya at home lass," your mom said, smiling as she went back on the ship.

You walked over to Snotlout and tapped his shoulder, moving behind him so he couldn't see you. It was a bit dangerous given the heavy bag on his shoulder, but you couldn't care less. You tapped his other shoulder and this time you weren't quick enough to get out of the way of the bag as he spun around. You fell to the ground with an 'oof' and a thud.

"Shit, Y/N I'm-..." he stopped for a moment, looking around before helping you up, whispering his apology when you were close. "I'm sorry..."

You sigh, rolling your eyes, "Yeah yeah... Do you wanna go nap in the cove before dinner?"

He contemplates it, biting his lip softly before nodding. It would only be a little while... it would be nice to relax before tomorrow...

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Your nap turned into a sleepover in the hidden alcove on the beach. You both lay your heads on the bag Spitelout had given to him, pressed against each other for warmth within the rock walls. Suddenly, you wake up with a gasp at the soft sunlight hitting your eyes.

"Wake up wake up wake up-" you shake the boy next to you.

He sits up immediately, grabbing the weapon on his side in a panic, "What?! What's wrong? Dragons? You  okay-"

He noticed nothing. No immediate danger. Just the soft sunrise, cool morning air, and the soft waves crashing gently onto the rocky shores of Berk and- oh shit it was morning.

"We slept through the night."
"Yep."
"It's the last day of the trial."
"Yep."
"We missed dinner."
"Yep."
"Y/N, we slept through dinner."
"Yep. That we did."
"...Fuck... dad's gonna kill me..."
"Nah. He doesn't care."