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I want something angsty AU with mixed wires and both thinking they have missed their chance with each other. Yes. That’s vague.
Vague and yet I love it??
I doubt I could write anything good enough to keep you reading but i’ll try lol. It’s short and sweet but i hope it’s okay.
She should have known this would have been her luck. Apparently good things don’t happen for Emma Swan. Ever.
“You want to talk about it?” David asked her as he settled a hot mug in front of her slouching form at the breakfast bar.
“I don’t even know where to start.”
She really didn’t. How does one explain to their older brother their boy troubles, when said brother may have just been the cause of them in the firs place?
“The beginning always helps.”
She’d met Killian on her second day in her new job. She was unaware that the Storybrooke archive was such a large department. She’d expected it to be just her in a musty basement; instead she was part of a seven-person team with a floor all to themselves. She’d already met Leroy, Ariel, Belle, Merlin and Archie, and had a brief introduction to August who apparently was seldom there. But Killian, she’d had the pleasure of meeting on her second day. He was cheeky, flirty, infuriatingly happy and extremely easy on the eyes. Which of course made Emma dislike him from the start.
Not wanting to cause trouble in a job she’d only just started, she gritted her teeth and chose to ignore him, which was a task in itself. Slowly, she found herself interacting with him more, apparently giving the brush off only encouraged him and Emma couldn’t help that a small part of her began to enjoy the back and forth.
The first time he asked her out, she flat out told him no with a cold harsh tone to her voice. He’d faltered at the knock back but accepted her rejection like a trooper and resumed their strange friendship as if it had never happened.
She’d often come back to her desk to find a steaming cup of fresh Starbucks coffee waiting for her, with his prosthetic curled around it.
“Don’t let it go cold, love. That nearly cost me an arm and a leg.” He’d wink over at her, chuckling at his ridiculous joke. Somewhere between scowling at his poor humour and returning his false limb, he wormed his way into her affections.
Over six months they became closer, and after a few after work outings with others, they learned more about each other and just how much in common they had. Casual texting became more frequent and grabbing a bite to eat at the local diner after work became a regular occurrence.
They’d become friends.