You walk to the library and try to find one of your friends, so the two of you can complain about the physics exam together. Hercules is the first to see you and waves you over. "(Y/N), come over here! You're smart! What-"
"Don't ask me any questions involving physics. I straight up failed that exam," you respond, throwing your bag down and sitting next to John.
"So you don't know what resistance is measured in?" Herc asks.
"How the hell would I know what resistance is measured in?! We never talked about it!"
After almost another hour of complaining, Alexander comes in. "What the hell was that?!"
You laugh. Alex was probably the smartest of your friends, and seeing him confused was something you really got to see. "That's what we were saying."
"Let's go get food," John interjects. "I don't want to think about this exam anymore." You all nod in agreement and head out to the parking lot. You, Herc, and Laf all pile into Herc's car, while Alex and his boyfriend get into John's car. Once you get your food, you all sit at a table in the corner and talk about what you have planned for the holidays.
John sighs and leans closer to his boyfriend. "I've got to go to a stupid Christmas party with my family this weekend."
"You're not taking Ham, right?" you ask, knowing John's family was very conservative.
Alex shakes his head. "We thought it would be better if they didn't know just yet." John smiles and kisses Alex, causing Herc to groan. "Come on, guys. You are so gross. Get a room!"
Alex responds without missing a beat. "You don't seem to mind when you're gawking over (Y/N)."
"I don't-well it's not-I don't mean-" Herc stammers.
"You like me?" you gasp.
He opens his mouth to respond, but nothing comes out, causing Laf to interject. "He won't shut up about you. He's in love with you, mon ami."
"Herc?" You turn to him. "Is that true?"
He blushes more and looks down. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. I just really like you. You're smart and funny and caring and everything I could ever ask for. I'm-"
You lean across the table and press your lips to his, earning cheers from your friends. After a few more seconds, the cheers turn into groans, but you ignore them. All that matters is having Herc with you. Forever and always.
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