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it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons
that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents

TOPLESS PARTY

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And twenty-somethings. Who the hell are half the frat boys down there?

[ Very clean sheets for Hiccup. Jack isn't exactly relaxed, thinking of the ballbags swanning around and flexing at the walls downstairs. ]

My boyfriend.

[ Incensed for real this time, he slams his door. The lock snicks across it, out of sight. ]

[Good question.] No idea, but we should really reevaluate our invitation list. Luckily, the party's died down, but I've spent too many hours playing overprotective brother tonight.

[Because Hiccup loves the girls and isn't about to let some soulless douchebags try to sleep with them. Anna certainly wasn't making his job easier though.

He raises a hand to tangle fingers into white hair.] How's your night been?

Hm, I don't think he likes me.

[ Boo, so much for that. Hans stands outside Jack's room for a bit, trying to figure out where he went wrong, exactly. Because, y'know, he's heartless and doesn't really get people when they don't play by his tune.

Okay, so he was goading Jack with that last bit, but... Nope, he can't figure it out. If he's fake nice, people distrust him. If he's honest, then he's a jerk. He almost wants to ask...

What did I ever do to you?

But Hans has heard enough answers from his brothers to know there's no point in pursuing that. ]

You want me to dump Anna? Fine. I can be the bad guy.

[ Just, uh, don't do anything drastic, Hans. Like. Break her heart instead of letting her down slow.

Uh oh. He's practically monologuing... ]

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[ Tilting his head back into those fingers, his lashes shutter and Jack gives up shooting zombies, saving the game and tossing the controller to the end of the bed. ]

A thrilling ride, non-stop. [ Just because he can, he rolls on top of him with straddling, bent legs and wraps his arms around Hiccup's waist, nuzzling a nice undefended neck. ] Anyone hit on you?

[ They probably did, he'd better kiss here and here and here just for good measure. ]

[And this is already becoming the highlight of his night. He moves his hands up around Jack's back to pull him in closer, adjusting his head to give him a little more leeway to his neck.]

If anyone did, I didn't notice.

[Which was pretty true since his main concern was caring for people. Plus, it was made pretty clear that he was now property of Jack and in no way available anymore.]

Didn't even get trampled with kisses tonight since everyone was more preoccupied with Elsa's shirt.

[ That earns him an approving kiss, right on the lips, and then Jack falls apart laughing. ]

Poor Elsa, she came up here too. Not half-naked, unsurprisingly. Is she alright?

[ Don't mind Jack working on a new love-bite as he speaks, he's got so much skin available with the lack of a shirt on Hiccup's part. ]

[... Is this guy checking him out? What's going on here? Kristoff's actually confused about the question for a split-second, because what secret? He catches on after a moment, though, and his slightly put-off expression doesn't adjust for the clarity. ]

I don't... I don't know. Manual labor and mountain climbing? I've just always been big.

[ aka He was a fat kid, and this is post-Ugly Duckling phase. ]

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Manual labor? That's it?

[ That's about as far as this rich kid will ever get. He keeps looking Kristoff over, almost tempted to try for a touch-- Nothing weird about some dudely exchanges, right? We're all bros here. ]

You must eat like... nothing but protein, right? I mean, yeah, you're taller than me, but just... really?

Convenient is a good word for it.

[ They're an 80s college movie in the making, obviously. Or a post-college movie. Not that Gar ever actually went to college. ANYWAY... ]

We should find you a drink.

[ Oh, god. This guy's weird. Kristoff's shoulders start to hunch up as the staring continues, and he crosses his arms as if that'll deter the attention. ]

I don't know, man. I just eat.

[Hiccup definitely doesn't mind this, feeling extremely comfortable in his current position with his new Jack-blanket. That with the addition of some feel-good kisses and he was pretty much on a cloud right now.]

Well, last I checked she still had her clothes on, so I suppose that's a good sign. Can't guarantee they'll still be on by the end of the night. Plus, looks like she's had Hans following her around like a puppy.

[ Stilling when he hears Hans's name, he sags and hides against a shoulder. ]

I might have told Hans to dump Anna, by the way. He said he liked Elsa more, what was I supposed to do?

[ Crossing your arms only shows off your ripped biceps, Kristoff. That's just unfair. ]

You're lucky, man. I have to work out like, every day to keep in shape.

[ It's so hard being attractive... ]

Do you run? I mean, you must at least jog, right?

[ Wow, this guy is really into this stuff. Um... ]

I guess? I mean... Yes. In the evening. If I don't have work or whatever.

[Hiccup opens his eyes again when he senses Jack stopping.] Honestly, I don't really like him for either of them.

[But he'll bring up a hand to lightly caress his neck in comfort, knowing all too well that Jack really didn't have much affection towards the thought of Hans. Which he couldn't blame him since almost everything he was involved in turned out to be bad news.]

Anna's a big girl though, and she deserves better. It's probably for the best to get him away from her.

[ Soothed by the contact, there's a lot of wriggling to get closer and dapple kisses into Hiccup's hair, a nose poking at his ear. ]

If he comes onto you, I'll rip him apart. [ Said oh so sweetly. ♥ ] With my superior muscles.

We should run together sometime. Right after sunset is a great time, since it's still light out and cooling down.

[ Is he coming on to you or does he really like exercising this much. We can't say. ~~I knew a guy like this once...~~ ]

Well, one weakness isn't a bad deal.

[He shoots him a grin.]

I for one have too many.

And you'll find pretty quickly that one of them's gonna be alcohol.

[Dick only ever drinks at parties, anyway. Especially when it's one of those one-percenter socialite functions.]

Or let the drinks find us.

[Dick went, but being Robin and then Nightwing conflicted with his educational commitments. Still, Gar, nothing to worry about!]

I mean, look at that.

[Another green fellow, larger and more rotund than Gar, is serving drinks to party-goers at the kitchen counter. He must have his own unique condition.]

Wasn't that guy just mowing the lawn earlier? Now he's playing bartender?

[ This guy ... A little more neutral on the matter, Jack decides to do the decent thing and give him a head's up that not a lot of people are hearing. ]

There are four girls that live here. If you sleep with any of them, I'll have my boyfriend's dog destroy you from the dick up.

[ Solemn nod, and he sips his soda. ]

[The close proximity to his ear feels ticklish, causing Hiccup to try to stiffen some chuckles. The hand on Jack's back moves downwards to slip under the hoodie, attempting to tickle skin with his own fingers.]

Oh, I'd definitely like a front row ticket to see that.

I did.

[The shirtless billionaire took a sip from his wine glass.]

But I assumed you were paying attention before you actually hit me.

[Did I mention that he's shirtless? And a billionaire?]

You should watch your step next time. Before you drop your sunglasses, preferably.

[He's totally not making any deductions about your true nature, Scott. Totally.]

[ Laughing, he slides off Hiccup to slouch beside him, tickling fingers running all down his chest and arms to get his own back. ]

Yeah? You wouldn't be able to handle the raw horror of it, Haddock.

[Please. Threats like these? Comes with his job.]

No need to tell me twice.

[Dick already likes this kid, though. Protective of his friends. He can understand that.]

But you seem to have misconstrued my intentions, buddy. The only sleep I'll be getting is after one shot too many.

[Well, that really depends on who he meets at this party. Some things are just up in the air like that.]

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