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XXII- he loves me too

jack's PoV

"love?" hiccup knocks on my door. he opens it and his head pokes round. i put my book down

"hi!" i give him a grin, making him smile lightly.

"i was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner tonight?" he says, fumbling with his hands. i nod

"that sounds great. where do you wanna go?" he shrugs.

"i was thinking that really nice italian resturaunt in the plaza" he says. i smile and nod.

"lovely. what time?"

"6?"

"okay." he nods and leaves, closing the door. i check the time. 4:23pm. okay, so i don't need to get ready yet. i pick up my book again and continue reading. as i do, i can't help but think about how nervous he seemed. i shrug it off as him having another one of his anxiety days where he get's caught up in what happened and he wants to spend some time away from home to forget about it. i put my book down at 5, going into the shower. i thorougly wash my hair and body, shaving my legs because although we don't have the contract anymore, hiccup still likes it when i do that. once i'm done, i leave the shower and blow dry my hair. i walk to the wardrobe and pick out a nice but simple suit, consisting of a white shirt, black blazer and black slacks with no tie. i check the time again

5:57

right on time.

i walk down the stairs to meet hiccup who is stood by the door, one hand in his pocket.

"ready to go?" he asks. i nod, taking his hand. he leads me to the car and we drive away. we pull up outside the resturaunt in question. we go in

"reservation for haddock?" he says at the serving desk. the woman nods and we are led through to a table in the middle of the resturaunt. we get some looks from the other poeple in the resturaunt, but i don't really see that. all i really see is hiccup.

"what're you thinking about?" i ask him. he looks very distracted.

"oh, nothing." he says dissmissivly. i nod. we order crostini appetizers. as we talk, hiccup loosens up and relaxes a little, but i can tell he's still nervous. once we finish the main couser hiccup clears his throat.

"jack... truth be told i never thought i'd be in this position with anybody so i don't know what to say. when i saw you for the first time, in my office, i knew there was something very special about you. but i was so afraid of relationships that i asked for something different. i don't regret it. because that's how i knew i loved you. even after i put your life in serious danger, you stayed with me, which is how i knew you loved me too, though gods know i don't deserve it. so i suppose i just want to say..." he stands up and walks to the space next to me. i watch him with confused eyes and gasp when he get's down on one knee, producing a small velvet box from his pocket. he opens it to reveal two matching rings. they are white gold with small studded diamonds.

"you told me before we became boyfriends that if you were to ever get engaged to anyone, that you would want you both to have a ring. back then, i remembered making a note of that and not quite being sure why, but now i'm glad i did. this speech is getting long and people are staring so i'm just going to say it. jackson frost, will you marry me?" he says hopefully. my heart bursts and tears run over my eyes, running down my cheeks. i let out a shky breath, not trusting myself to speak and not break down in sobs. i cover my mouth with my hand when i feel the cries rising in my chest. i leap up as he does and barrell straight into him. he holds me tight, and i can feel his own tears drip onto my skin. i'm vaguely aware of of people in the resturaunt clapping, but my mind is so occupied at feeling my boyfriends...no... fiances arms holding me tight. he slowly releases me and i look up at him (him being at least a headhight taller than me) with a giddy smile. we take our seats again, and he slips the ring onto my left ring finger, me doing the same for him. the waitress walks up to us with a smile

"congratualtions. the manager sends his well wishes and has informed me that your meal is fully paid out by the resturaunt as a congratulations gift from us." the waitress flashes us another smile before scurrying off. i raise my eyebrows at hiccup.

"getting engaged and free food. not bad" i joke, and he laughs.

"not bad at all"

we laugh some more.

"c'mon. let's head home" he says, and i nod. he calls for the check, not remembering that we got it free. the waitress walks over

"sir, your meal is free today, as congratualtions for your engagement. have a nice night!" she scurries off again. we leave the resturaunt hand-in-hand. i can feel his finger playing with the ring on mine, making me smile. after we get home, we go into hiccup's room and cuddle. i'm not 100% sure how we got here anymore, but i don't really care. my head is laying in his chest with one of my hands laying on his stomach, the other tucked between us. my leg is slung over his and he holds me in his own arms. i can feel his heartbeat against my cheek. it's fast. his fingers rub small circles on my back and i humm in appreciation of the feeling.

"i love you. so, so much" he whispers, kissing the top of his head. i look up to him and smile. we've said 'i love you' many times, and he would call me 'love' before we even knew that we truly loved each other, but this time, the words mean something much different. they hold a promise of the future, and an assurance that the man holding me now won't ever leave me.

"i love you too. more than i can put into words" i whisper back. i lean my head up as far as i can, to the point it actually hurts, and connect my lips with his. the kiss is sweet, unlike many of our other fiery and passionate kisses we've shared in the past. we pull back after a few seconds.

"i'm gonna get changed. this suit sucks" i tell him. he laughs and nods.

"okay, hurry back" i almost olympic style sprint to my room, picking out a pair of shorts and a shirt. i head back to see hiccup laying on his bed with his eyes closed, though i can tell he's awake and waiting for me. he's changed clothes too, the boxers and slim fitting black shirt leaving little to the imagination, but that doesn't matter to me because i know every inch of the man before me. i sit on the bed next to him and he reaches his arm out without even opening his eyes. i snuggle into him with a sigh of contentment. his fingers massage my scalp absent-mindedly. i let out another humm at the feeling. i can tell without even looking at him that he's smiling. i fall asleep fast in the arms of my love, with the satisfying knowledge that no matter what life throws at us, we'll be okay because i love him

after all, he loves me too.

this book is officially coming to a close. there will be a few more chapters before it's finished. 3-4 maybe. that's all i wanted too say because i want to save the big, sentimental speech for the final chapter.