Score One for the Coach
Art by: @nicole-nikla
Title: Score One for the Coach
Summary: When her son takes up football, Emma Swan starts attending games to support him. She just wants to cheer on her kid, but all the other moms want to set her up with the team’s coach, Killian Jones. No matter how good looking he is, she hates set-ups. But can she really resist his charms once she starts getting to know him better?
Rating: T for mild language and some light petting (nothing explicit)
Trigger Warning: brief mention of deaths of minor characters in the past (this is an AU, but Killian still lived through some of same tragedies that he does in canon)
Notes: I live in the Southern US, and one of our major fall traditions is football. The weather may not reflect it, but you know it’s fall when football season starts. So when it came time to write a story about fall, that was one of the first things I thought of. I hope you like what I’ve come up with!
Many many many thanks to @jonirobinson64 for being an amazing beta reader. She truly helped me make this a great story, and I am grateful to have had the chance to work with her. It’s so nice to make fandom friends through this event.
And I know they are the ones posting this, but trust that the next words are mine (the author’s) alone. Many thanks also to the moderators of @fallfocs. You all have done a great job and I can’t wait to read all the new stories!
Emma cringed as she watched Henry get tackled for the third time that day. He had insisted on playing football this year, and it was the first extracurricular activity his dad Neal supported and was willing to pay for. So, despite her concerns about injury, she hadn’t tried very hard to talk her son out of playing. She was just happy there was finally something that allowed her ex to connect with his son.
Henry was good at the sport when he paid attention, but today was not one of those days. He kept looking to the bleachers to see when his dad was going to show up, and the defensive players were taking advantage of his distraction. Luckily he hadn’t given up any points… yet. Being one of the fastest runners at his school, he’d been given the position of Running Back. His slight stature and ability to weave through obstacles had dubbed him the team’s secret weapon. The other team wouldn’t see him coming until it was too late. But he had to avoid getting tackled to make that work, and today he was doing a very poor job of it.
The coach blew his whistle. “Swan! Get your head in the game! Our first real matchup is Thursday. We need you focused!”
Emma couldn’t help but swoon just a little at the football coach’s accented speech. His elegant tone made even the most mundane platitudes sound exciting. And, even if she thought he might be granting a little too much importance to a game played by middle school kids, she appreciated his motivation tactics. He never lashed out in anger or tried to embarrass the kids. Instead he reminded them how dependent they were on each other.