All I Want For Christmas || Megules
Hercules frowned slightly, hearing the annoyance in her voice. He hoped he hadn’t struck a cord with her, but he realized that this was her projecting her feelings. Hercules knew that Megara wasn’t exactly one for family-centered holidays, but he could only hope that he was breaking her out of that one little step at a time. It was actually a complete surprise when she suddenly shifted her mood, and asked if they would be seeing his parents for Christmas. Taken aback slightly, Hercules stuttered. “Y-yeah, sure,” he nodded, attempting to recover. “Of course, I’d love for you to come back, and I’m sure my parents would too,” he added, a small chuckle escaping his lips. “Right; Though I think what it is, is that some people want to be in relationships around the holidays because of the atmosphere, and then once they’re over, you see those couples fade out. But I’d never do that,” he shook his head. “If you’re going to be with someone, don’t just be with them because you feel like you need to be with someone. That’s kind of how it was back during school; everyone acted like you were supposed to be in a relationship or something.” It seemed stupid then, and even more stupid now.
“The rest of the people, they’re genuine. And people appreciate genuineness, especially during these times. You realize what’s most important to you, and who.” He gave her a smile back, laughing. “I’m sure it’s amazing. I’m not very picky. Your present, however, is at my house, because it’s not ready.” Seeing this side of Megara was new, refreshing and beautiful to see. Hercules was glad that she was telling him what she felt, instead of hiding it. He pressed his forehead against hers, smiling. “I’m glad you’re in mine, too.” Hercules brought one of his hands up to the side of her face, cupping her cheek. Tipping his head to the side, he kissed her softly. Pulling away, Hercules kept his hand against her cheek, still looking into her eyes. “It’s still early, but I have a feeling this Christmas will be different.” At least, he hoped it would. It started to get darker as they had been dancing, and suddenly, the colored lights surrounding them that were so bright and festive turned to gorgeous white lights that lit up the entire garden. Looking around, Hercules smiled, letting out a little gasp. The gardens never looked more beautiful, he thought. He turned his head back to Megara. “Actually, I think this is the best Christmas present I could have,” he expressed, kissing her again.
Meg’s eyes again lit up when the lights around them turned to white, lighting up the garden as well. She looked around in amazement, before hearing Hercules word’s ring in her ears, kissing him back. “Did you plan this? Because if you didn’t...take the credit and say you did”, she couldn’t hold back her smile. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, smiling the whole time, and realized she hadn’t actually smiled like that since before her parents died. The night was beyond what she had imagined. She hadn’t been looking forward to the ball very much, other than getting to feel elegant for a night and forget about her real life. Now, with Hercules here, the lights, the garden, the rose, she realized her life wasn’t so bad. “Look, Hercules. I should be honest. I don’t do...relationships. Normally. I guess. I don’t know how to explain it. I mean, school was different. Everyone wanted to be in relationships and it was so fake. I just wanted something real - that’s why I never really dated. Then I thought I found something real, and it turns out he was just using me. That was probably the biggest mistake I made - falling for someone that I thought I knew. It turns out I didn’t know him at all.” Her face fell. She really had to hope she wasn’t killing the romantic mood that Hercules had done such an amazing job creating. Then again, that would be exactly what she usually did.
She moved her hands down from his neck and stepped away to the bench for a minute, leaving him standing there for an awkward second before returning quickly. “I’m not trying to bring up the past. I am really bad at this. Like, really really bad, obviously. But I have your Christmas gift. I was hoping you’d come by tonight, even if I didn’t want to admit it earlier. There are a lot of things I really don’t want to admit...and that’s just me, I guess. I’m not as sentimental as - well I’m working on it, anyway. I should stop talking. I really like you, Hercules. If I could have anything for Christmas, you already gave it to me tonight. Dancing with me tonight. I could want more - I think I do want more. Dancing with you, I mean”, she admitted, blushing. “And seeing you. And well - here.” She handed him what she had been holding in her hand - the pocket square he had given her years ago at prom. In the corner it had their initials and the date he first kissed her, and she had to hope he remembered and understood the significance. It was probably the most romantic thing she’d ever done, considering her last relationship wasn’t romantic in any way. She knew she was going out on a limb, but she was trying to say things without saying them. “I hope you like it...Merry Christmas, Hercules.”
