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[thisisamazing]

Yeah. Yeah we are. [And he thanks the gods for that nearly every morning. It still hits him once in a while how close he came to actually losing the man who would become his- his partner. His boyfriend. The most important person here to Hiccup. It's even worse for Newt, he knows, especially when he has night terrors; this one seems to have been especially bad.

Hiccup is steadier as he leads them back toward their home, keeping his arm around him as support. He stays that way until they get to Newt's room and he sits him gently down on the edge of the bed with a little kiss to his forehead.] You're probably freezing. Let me get you a hot rock for your feet.

[newtralize]

[Hiccup can feel the sudden panic and the way the other so quickly grabs his hand. The way he grabs the other's hand to stop them from leaving and then immediately letting go when he realizes what he had done. It had been unconscious, but he didn't want Hiccup to leave. He knew the other wouldn't be far, but he can't help still being shaken by his nightmare.]

Uhm, right. Sorry. [He folds his hands over his lap and keeps his gaze down.]

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[That panic that isn't his own rises uncomfortable in his throat, and he freezes when Newt grabs his hand, in the middle of standing up straight to go fetch a hot rock. He lets go quickly, but Hiccup doesn't move, turning to look at him a little better. He must really be shaken this time.

That's the main reason he offers, in a soft voice,] I don't have to leave if you don't want me to. I can... I can stay. [The bed is big enough for both of them, and he'll warm up quickly next to Hiccup, who runs hot these days.]

[newtralize]

[He wants to say no. Wants to assure the other that he was fine.

But that isn't really what he wants to say at all and he's fooling neither himself nor Hiccup at this point that he was fine.] I-I'd like that. I really would. [And maybe his voice cracks just a little bit.

He hadn't realized just how much it had affected him; how touch starved he had become.]

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Then I'll stay. Scoot over? [He says softly, his smile small but warm. With that decided, he sits on the edge of the bed and bends over, leaning down to unhook his still-precariously-attached prosthetic. Sometimes he sleeps with it on (more accurately just forgetting to take it off, usually), but not when he's sharing a bed with someone, conscious of the way the moving metal parts might pinch skin if he rolls over wrong. Setting it next to the bed where he can reach it easily, he lifts up the blankets and waits for Newt to settle first.

In a quiet voice, after a few minutes, he asks,] Do you want to cuddle? [He's not opposed. Far from it. But he's been told what kind of sleeper he is by Astrid - he splays and he spoons and occasionally he drools and that might be a little much for the other man right now.]

[newtralize]

[He doesn't typically share any of his personal space with anyone. It isn't the same as waking up with a herd of mooncalves surrounding him or Greg curled around him or some other creature that he had adopted. Hiccup wasn't some beast he was caring for.

Newt doesn't think about any of that though. He thinks more about how warm the other is and the comfort of just having him by his side. It was, well, nice.

He doesn't answer Hiccup, but immediately tucks his head under Hiccup's chin; curled up against the other. A man so tall, but manages to make himself seem to small. Hiccup probably doesn't need a verbal answer with the other tucking himself against him like he is.]

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[He slides himself under the blanket alongside Newt, opening his arms the moment he pushes his way into them and wrapping around him. He'll definitely take that as a yes, and he only shifts them around to make them both comfortable, settling with an arm around Newt and a leg tucked between his, pressed as close as possible.

Hiccup doesn't have to worry about him being cold still after this. His own breathing slows, and he nuzzles his nose just briefly against Newt's curls. He murmurs softly into the quiet, shared intimacy between them,] Try to get some sleep.

[newtralize]

[Hiccup can feel Newt's hands gently cling to the front of his shirt as the Brit buries his face against the viking. His breathing slows and he seems to be more at peace at least.

His voice is quiet and tired.] You too. You must be tired... [Says the man who seems to be quickly dozing off.]

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[Newt relaxing against him helps Hiccup relax, exhaling softly and settling in, tangled up with him as he is. He only moves to tug the blanket a little farther up to their shoulders.

He says softly, starting to fade himself,] I will. I'll be here when you wake up.