Un burdeos rosa. Un clavel blanco. Una margarita. Un tulipán.
Esas flores y más llenaron el pequeño florero sobre la mesa de Hipo. Habían empezado a aparecer en su casillero en el primer día de febrero. Al principio había pensado que se pusieron en el casillero equivocado, pero luego comenzó a tener notas ligadas a su alrededor.
Anónimo preguntó: are you taking requests? If you are could you do a kind of tuturing AU were jack is dislexic but is a jock and is kind of "in denial" till hicup is assigned to tuture him cause he is a top student (nerd) (I m dixlexic to i m loking forward to it )<3
Does this count as a high school!au? Oh well.
This sounds really cute and I’ll try my best. Thank you!
I am not taking prompts-I am going through old ones that I have not answered yet. Thank you!
Hiccup liked being a tutor, most of his kids were sweet and grateful for his help. He sat across from someone who was neither of those it seemed. Jack was a football player, great on the field but apparently horrible at English. Hiccup pushed up his glasses as they stared at each other. “So are you ready to work on English then?” He asked, eyeing Jack’s dyed white hair.
"Whatever, it’s not like I need to do this." He opened the book they were reading in English and sighed loudly. Hiccup waited patiently and opened his own book to follow along. When Jack began to read Hiccup noticed right away he was slow, stumbling over words and even reading sentences completely wrong. He stared at Jack silently, watching his face contort with concentration. Jack finally seemed to catch him staring and he sneered. "What?"
"Nothing," Hiccup said softly. He had worked with another student just like him, Tuffnut was dyslexic and read exactly like Jack did. "Can I ask you something?"
Jack frowned. “I don’t know you’re the tutor.”
He shifted in his seat and nodded. “Have you ever thought that maybe you’re dyslexic? I’m not trying to say you are, it’s just you-“
There was an immediate change, blue eyes flaring with anger and mouth curling back. “What in the world would make you think I’m dyslexic?” He looked like he was ready to punch him and Hiccup shrank back in his chair. “Just because I can’t read doesn’t mean you have to be all high and mighty to diagnose me.”
"I wasn’t," he said as calmly as he could. "I just noticed you were struggling a little… I thought I could help you." His green eyes met Jack’s and he bit his lip, unsure what to do. He was used to bullies, but actual never saw Jack angry before in the halls. He was one of the few who didn’t bully him. “I guess I shouldn’t assume things, I’m sorry.” He straightened his glasses and looked to his book. “Should we pick up where you left off?”
They settled into silence and Jack rubbed the edge of a page between his fingers. “I was told I was dyslexic when I was ten. I didn’t want to believe it because everyone was treating me differently. I hated it, so I didn’t tell anyone. I barely manage to scrape by on essays and reading because my mom reads over them and even buys me audio books.” He shrugged and Hiccup noticed he looked tired. “I don’t like people knowing.”
Hiccup smiled, heart swelling at the fact Jack had confessed something so important to him. He tilted his head and Jack looked flustered. “I promise I won’t tell anyone, but I’m glad you told me.”
Jack turned his face away, cheeks a light pink. “It’s not like it makes much of a difference,” he muttered into his hand.
"Well, why don’t I read and you just follow along, would that be easier?" He couldn’t stop smiling, practically bouncing in his seat. One of the most popular guys in the school just told him something personal!
The older teen pouted and couldn’t make eye contact, his face slowly turning red. “S-Sure, whatever.” Before Hiccup could start reading he cleared his throat. “Could I-Could I possibly schedule another appointment with you?”
Hiccup laughed gently and nodded. “I’d love that.” Jack flushed brightly and hurried to hide his face behind his book. Hiccup looked at him and he felt himself blush a little, happy he would get to see Jack more.
for march madness day 1: highschool au
the most important part of highschool for me was marching band, so, marching band au
Jack the hella gay junior on Color Guard flirting with the dorky freshman woodwind player Haiden
many inappropriate band jokes were had
HIJACK WEEK - day 01
HIGH SCHOOL ! AU
I LOVE THIS SO, SO, SO, MUCH
it’s been a long since the last time I draw them together. I’m so happy.!!
dedicated to Jack, my boyfriend
this is the first time I participate on the hijack week!! xD