for @scourgeofberk // cont. —
❝You have your people,❞ Harmony said softly in reply, as if that summed up everything. ( and maybe it did. ) ❝I know.❞ Her nails dug into the scales of his armor nonetheless.
Harmony understood that Hiccup was an important figure, both to his home of Berk and many individuals beyond it. An entire world depended on him. For Harmony, who had been cast out of her tribe long ago, the thought of such a responsibility was staggering.
A bitterness welled up in her then, and she pressed herself tighter to him. Hiccup had so much to bear in his life already — what right did she have to add to it ? speaking about how she was in pain and missed him when he was bound to protect an entire village ...
Were she a better woman, perhaps she would have been ashamed of the desperation that was painted across her face as she lifted it to kiss him. Harmony's hands slid upwards until they reached his neck. She used her fingers to guide him down to her ; standing on the tips of her boots could only erase some of the distance. Harmony broke away when her chest felt like it was going to burst from lack of air, though she remained close. Unshed tears glittered on her eyes.
❝You're here,❞ Harmony whispered, breath still warm against his lips. ❝That is all that matters, Hiccup. It doesn't hurt anymore.❞ Selfish, selfish, selfish. ❝Come inside ... I have tea and supper started.❞












