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Summary:

For Astrid, Hiccup always felt like he was one slight breeze away from disappearing forever. But now his wings were gone.

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Astrid’s pov of the hiccup and the effect the dragon’s disappearance have on their relationship

Notes:

I hated the third movie. If I could go back in time and never watch it I would. This fic has been sitting in my notes for…well a while. I’d apologise but I know you’re all already suffering with me.

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Astrid knew how much hiccup meant to the people of Berk. Aside from now being chief and the only dragon rider society, hiccup was a beacon for the people. Astrid was proud to be the person that stood by his side and could love him, could support him.

Then people started speaking of marriage. Astrid never liked that it was seen as a women’s duty to marry but she wanted to spend the rest of her life with hiccup, she loved him and marrying him would make her very very happy.

But she was scared.

She saw him on the back of toothless how he always felt impossible to touch as if he was never going to come down. When he first became chief it broke him a little to not be able to fly as much-as they both knew it would. She knew he felt inclined to stay. For Berk and its people, for friends, family, for herself. It didn’t change the fact that she’d wake up and not have him by her side and she’d think ‘that’s it. I’m never seeing him again’ only for him to always come back.

She often thought he wouldn’t.

She couldn’t make herself marry him with this constant fear eating away at her. She couldn’t make that final leap only to have her heart broken.

She couldn’t do it.

Then the dragons left. Toothless was gone-so was Stormfly and every other dragon.

It broke Hiccup in a way no one would ever be able to heal.

But it was also her saving grace.

They finally married and New Berk was growing every day and Hiccup was so busy that he barely ever had a spare second.

And now in the morning Astrid would wake up and even if he wasn’t by her side she knew where to find him. She’d walk every morning to the cliffside facing the hidden world and find him sitting on the edge eyes closed and breeze whipping at him.

Hiccups wings had been cut.

And Astrid had never felt more free.

Notes:

Suffer