Somebody Waits For You (2/2)
Sorry not to release this earlier today as I intended, but it’s still technically Christmas Day (as promised), and real life has kept me pretty busy today with Christmas presents this morning, preparing a full Christmas dinner this afternoon, and generally spending time with my family. Plus I decided to take a few more passes through this chapter to try to tighten things up a bit. Thanks for your patience! I wish you and your loved ones a wonderful holiday season, and I appreciate your kind comments as always! Thanks for reading.
Summary: After years trying to make things work with a bad boyfriend/business partner, Emma Swan abandons New York for a fresh start in Boston with her son, looking for a way to live her life and run her coffee shop on her own terms. Enter Killian Jones, the pretty perfect owner of the bookstore next door who’s just the man to help her do it. But even the perfect guy can be haunted by his past, and the events of the Christmas season help reveal that maybe it’s not so much about her needing him as about them needing each other. (Captain Swan/Captain Cobra modern AU, coffee shop AU, bookstore AU, Christmas fic. Angst & Romance/Fluff. Rated G.)
A CS Secret Santa gift for @once-uponacaptain.
Autumn passes in a blur for Emma as The Blonde Roast continues to gain a reputation in the neighborhood as the best place to grab a warm drink and a sweet treat. She takes on a couple extra employees, trials new suppliers, and continues to fine-tune her menu. The days go by fast, and her evenings, spent trying to catch up on motherhood while still working on plans for the shop, go by faster.
Killian remains a reliable presence despite the fact that she continues to ignore his subtle (and not-so-subtle) romantic overtures, blessedly stalwart in his refusal to let her rejection affect their otherwise remarkably natural friendship. She’d be lying if she didn’t admit that his continued attentions make her feel special and that she’s impressed by his doggedness. She’d also be lying if she didn’t admit that with each passing day, she’s more and more tempted to finally say yes to him, not out of concern that his patience has an expiration date, but out of a growing desire to let him in.
He establishes himself almost immediately as a bright spot in her world. No matter how bad the morning, knowing that she can count on seeing him swagger through her door with one of his heart-stopping smiles and a kind word or a witty quip always makes things seem more bearable. Her daily crises come in all shapes and sizes – Henry’s latest “Oh-by-the-way-Mom-I-need” or an entire batch of cookies blackened by a faulty oven or a particularly bad burn from the milk steamer – but Killian remains the same. He’s just so… steady. And that’s both refreshing and intriguing because not much about her life has been steady (except, perhaps, disappointment).
Where Walsh left her feeling fractured, inadequate, and constantly wondering what emotional rollercoaster was in store that day, Killian makes her feel… whole. Worthy. He makes her life better. He makes her better. And she starts to think, maybe… maybe she could do this. Maybe they could do this. Maybe if things got hard, he wouldn’t give up on her. Maybe she’s capable of having a relationship that doesn’t end in catastrophe. Maybe.