Mighty hands gently wrap around the boys smaller form. Pulling him up off of the ground and onto his might shoulder as he placed one hand over his back and the other behind the boys smaller head. Squeezing ever so gently as to not break the boy in his arms. Sometimes he just needed to be held and he would be here to do that. (eyaer)
“ EEP! ” Sitting somewhere between a surprised squeal and a bubbly giggle, Kubo lets out a sound as he is lifted up into his adoptive father’s arms. The shock easily melts away into bright peals of laughter, even as the seven year-old flails in Stoick’s grip. “ PAPA!! ”
Quickly, he settles, still giggling. HICCUP had gone out aid Gobber, and that had made his younger sibling pout – well, not so much anymore. Grateful for the attention he was receiving, Kubo stares up at his father, smiling. He’s glad that no dragons would call him out to war tonight.