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David shuffled out of the house with Mary Margaret clinging to his arm. They had the weekend off and we're making their way to the park, stealing frozen kisses in the chilly mid-December weather. Snow fell around them, the first snowfall of the season.
Suddenly, Mary Margaret's legs slipped out from under her and she fell into a snowbank, covering herself with the freezing cold powder on her bum. She giggled in the snow and watched David jokingly. She looked like the most beautiful princess he had ever seen, encased in a snowy winter wonderland. Her cheeks were glowing pink and her nose was now an adorable red, contrasting with her pale skin.
"Hey, Snow White!" he exclaimed, doubling over in laughter.
"I guess that means you're my prince hilarious."
"I think it's charming."
"No, hilarious, if you laugh this hard at your own jokes." He laughed even harder as he offered her his hand. She took it at yanked him to his knees and kissed him senseless. They got up before they got numb and continued to the park, hand in hand.
They pulled out food from paper bags and ate on a park bench. She kissed a dabble of ketchup off his lips and took a bite of french fry. She smiled gleefully, and almost gave him a heart attack, watching her lustfully. His eyes were as frosty as their surroundings and were intoxicating her with love.
They were drunk on each other's eyes, which made it kind of hard to see a literally drunk Toby stomp towards them and punch David in the jaw. David feel to the ground hard and Toby grabbed Mary Margaret's arm and dragged her away from him. She would have none of his drunken bullshit.
She was about the slap Toby when David ran up to him and tackled him to the ground, striking him hard right back on his sorry cheek. Mary Margaret pulls him to his feet and they run away before he can do anymore more damage.
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Mary Margaret lay bags of peas on his swelling cheek and knuckles. He sighed and smiled gratefully.
"It seems like we'll be having an indoor lunch now," she mused.
"Even better," he said passionately and pulled her lips to his. She smiled against his lips and shook her head.
"I'm hungry," she said, winking at him. They sat in front of the couch, sitting against the cushions near her Christmas tree. It was decorated in silver tinsel and small ornaments, with framed pictures of her as a child, as well as Disney princesses of the sort. He took interest in a delicate glass swan.
"My parents collected ornaments each year, so that when I went to college, I would have all these memories. That was from my first Christmas." She giggled longingly at the stories her father told her about her early years.
"That's very sweet." He remarked. "I remember this one time during Christmas, before my dad died, we had decorated the Christmas tree, and we fought over which decorations we were to put up. Mother had to separate the ornaments and we ended up getting along well."
"You never talk about your brother. Were you close?"
"We were, but once my stepfather came into the picture, it was a divided family. My dad and brother were interested in making money. Long story short, that's how James was killed." She sighed and took a swig of wine.
"Families," She said exasperated.
"They can really suck sometimes," he finished, chuckling.
"We can make our own." They smiled and continued eating.
Once they finished, they played Christmas music in the kitchen as they baked sugar cookies for the school's annual bake sale held during the Christmas break . They swayed in tune to the songs and flung flour playfully at each other, and ended up having a kareoke session as they waited for them to be done baking. And for good measure, they made cookies for themselves as well.
Once all was cleaned and each song had been played multiple times, they collapsed to the couch together and both let out exasperated sighs and laughed.
"I think I should shower, get everything out of my hair," She said playfully.
"I think I should come too," he replied endearingly. She giggled and led him to the bathroom, whilst pulling at her own shirt.
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They awoke in a cluttered and beautiful mess. Thankfully, break is allowing them to sleep in. Mary Margaret longed for this kind of love for a long time. She never had this peaceful and enchanting relationship with Toby. He could say the same for Kathryn.
David kissed her cheek, her nose, her eyelids, her jaw, and made his way below the covers. She gasped and felt her blood pound everywhere. Especially the places she was kissing.
"Mmm, morning," she said between gasps and heard him russle around under the covers before pooping his head out.
"Good morning," he whispered, then swiftly went down below to coax more delicious sounds from her. She would get him back, she thought, the only last conceivable thought passing through her brain before she could barely focus on her breathing.
After his exploration down under, he jumped out and made her eggs and waffles, much to her objections, saying he was a guest and didn't have to make her breakfast every morning, but she listened to his objections.
Today, they were wrapping gifts and making food for the yearly "family" gathering, consisting of Ruby and Granny, Regina, Daniel, and their son, Henry, Graham, Killian, Mr. Gold and Belle, Sean and Ashley, and Archie and Marco, with Marco's son, August. This wasn't a typical gathering, but they were "family" and regardless of blood ties, were family.
They finished making Ruth's lefsa recipe and were taking a dish of roast beef out of the oven, when he pulled her aside to dance to a slow Christmas carol. She smiled gracefully and moved as gracefully as the swan ornament from her tree and he swore that he couldn't love her more. So much that he had a feeling. A feeling where his heart felt so full that it was going to swell and burst out of his chest. If only everyone could feel that way. People like the grinch. That is the exact moment where he realized he was going to marry this amazing woman.