All I Want For Christmas || Megules
Meg laughed when Hercules called her a good dancer. “I’ve been to enough of these things that I learn how to follow, oddly enough. Which we all know doesn’t happen often.” Meg thought back to how true that really was. She didn’t follow anyone. She was usually dragged to these things, or went to them because she cared - like in this case. Elsa’s flair for parties, when she had them, made Meg very familiar with proper etiquette, and considering Elsa previously shopped with her for all of her gowns and dresses…well, she knew at least how to dress well for them. Dancing was expected, and while it was usually rude to say no, she typically did regardless. She had no interest in dancing with people she didn’t know, or small talk, unless it was important. This felt different though - she actually wanted to dance with Hercules. She enjoyed the quiet and privacy of the garden, and a part of her wanted to bring him inside for one dance and show him off. He actually was a better dance than he lead on.
“I actually…don’t like Christmas, usually”, Meg admitted, trying not to look Hercules in the eyes. “I tend to spend the holidays alone, which is fine by me”, she scoffed, somewhat annoyed, “But I guess it just makes me miss how I used to spend the holidays. A long time ago.” she tried to explain. Her face lit up for a second, “Are we going to see your parents?” before realizing that she had entirely let that spill out of her mouth. “I mean. You’re right, everyone seems to fall in love during the holidays. Something about the snow and the lights, the fireplaces and families getting together. I guess it makes you appreciate what you have”, she smiled up at him. “Speaking of which, I hope you like what I got you for Christmas. I never really asked what you want…You must have a really busy holiday, between your family and friends”, she quickly recovered. She had a choice to make between being honest and letting her feelings show, and keeping herself within her defensive walls. “I am glad you’re here. I mean. At the ball. And…in my life, too”
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.
