"saying my name is so intimate, why would you do that to me" Hades x hera
» green eyes were as teary as poseidon’s oceans, taking similar strength as moving mountains to keep from any drops from falling down her face. the female wished for the skies to rain, to hide her face so she could cry without him seeing. the night was clear, a celebratory gala ( held by the heir of the skies ) were euphorically dancing inside, while the two stood underneath a darling white gazebo, decorated with fairy lights as if it would suffocate without them. was this coming full circle?
yet even with the staggering the heels, the power of being a goddess on her side, she still felt terribly small. but not in the same way as his brother would make her at times, by accident of course; that was simply the price to pay with such a charming face, dazzling greying eyes that’d steal anyone’s attentions. it was the complete opposite with hades. they saw each other as equals, as confidantes and most importantly, as partners. it was the one of the first things hera could remember as a young child, that no matter what, he’d be by her side.
the news should’ve been joyous, and it had. for hera’s family, it was an accomplishment for her bloodline to achieve such royal status at such a young age. the youngest of three sisters to reach such high recognition. everyone gave blessings and prayers to the young queen-to-be, standing in the center of attention just like zeus did. yet it seemed like everyone was much more happier than hera ever showed. all she could ever think about was how proud her father would be, maybe if he was still around, he would show just a sliver of a rewarding smile.
yet his features didn’t show it. tired lines and soft edges contorted to almost unreadable expression, a rarity for her. his brother was so open that at times, the femme purposely tried to ignore the signs. hera stood with fingers anxiously intertwining together, curled blonde locks falling over her shoulders that were covered in white lace. it hadn’t even been that long, and his attachment was already beginning to grow on her. “ he proposed. we’re getting married in spring. ”
i’ve signed my life to him.
“ i- ” her lips opened but nothing fell out, not even a whimper. “ please, i want you to be there. for your brother, for- ” hera hesitated as words collided ever so gently, stopping herself from exposing true intentions. “ hades. ”
“ don’t. saying my name is so intimate, why would you do that to me ? ” hades begged. hera’s lips stayed open, uncertain of what to do. she could plea and beg all night, but the fear in her heart told her it wouldn’t be worth the effort. hera took a delicate step forward, one click of her expensive heel. only the fates knew what held in their future, what paths they would lead, but hera wanted to be certain herself. “ say you’ll come. it won’t be the same without my partner there. ”
the echos of her fiancee’s voice pierced through the distorted, distant sounds of the waltz inside, searching through the air of where his ‘ darling dove ’ could be. hera glanced back to her future for a moment, before gazing back to her present. “ promise me, pluto. ”
silence between them before another ‘ hera! ’ shot through. with a purse of his lips, and a tilt of his head, the god spoke. “ i’ll try. ”
the answer was good enough for her. without thinking twice, hera moved closer and placed a final peck on the side of his cold cheek. an eternal reminder of what possibly could’ve been. with a sickly weak smile, hera spun around and realigned herself to survive the rest of the night by his side. “ coming, my love. ”
the wild warrior had finally become tamed.
