okay so i’m writing after 6 months. literally. be kind to me, please <3
this is for the cs au week ofc for beloved tropes of…friends to lovers!
thanks a million to @high-seas-swan for listening to me babble about this fic and helping me figure out an ending.
hope you guys like it <3
Rating: M - well kind of
It’s a Thursday when Killian realizes he’s
in love with his best friend. Well, has been in love with her for a bloody long
time and knows she feels the same way
He’s always known that he fancies her –
when she rolls her eyes at him, when she tells him how she tracked down a sleaze
ball while using such colorful curses which would put pirates to shame, when
she tries to hide her tears during Lion
King and kicks him when he cocks a teasing eyebrow at her.
Hell, even when she shows up at his door at
3 a.m. in her pajamas, a bottle of rum in one hand, and tears streaming down
her face. The lost girl inside her catching up to her as she sobs in his arms,
not caring that her tears and snot is sticking to his shirt.
He fancies her.
(Even when she’s yelling at him.)
He’s in a hospital when he decides to
finally tell her.
Killian tries to sit up but winces, a voice
tsking at him before it speaks, “Your ankle is sprained.”
“Bloody hell” he rubs his hand over his
face. He hates hospitals - there’s just a smell to them which makes him want to
leave and never come back. He’s taken to see a specialist at a high-end clinic
instead of coming to the hospital for his hand. Seems like the hospital got
upset and took revenge on him.
He knows he’ll never hear the end of this
from Emma, David, and Robin, and never hear the end of Regina, his half-sister,
snarking at him for this stupid accident. Emma will probably never let him
drive his bike anymore.
Damn that dog and damn that old man. For a
second there, lying on the ground after being hit by a car and bumping his head
on the tree in front of him, he thought he was going to die. Interestingly, just
before he hit the ground, his life flashed before his eyes.
(He always was such a drama queen.)
The last thing he saw before he passed out
was her face, a wide smile making her nose scrunch in the adorable way, and his
last thought was of regret. Regret of not ever telling her.
The nurse winks at Killian as she slides in
some extra jello containers to him.
“Your discharge papers should be ready
anytime soon, Mr. Jones” she informs him, forming her lips into a pout,
“Coincidently, my shift also ends then.”
Killian smirks. He’s no stranger to women
finding him attractive and flirting with him. Normally, he would put on his stupid smoldering look (as Emma calls
it) and make some innuendo asking the nurse out, but poor timing on her part.
He’s only looking for one woman –
– who barges the door open. Her eyes are
wide and red, the tear tracks still evident on her face; her breathing erratic.
He doesn’t even get a chance to say
something before she’s hugging him, her hands digging into his back, and her
face buried in the crook of his neck. He bites back his wince at the force of
her hug, and instead brings his arms around hers, burying his face in her
“Oh shit sorry, I’m probably hurting you”
she sniffles, separating from him but keeping her hands on his shoulders as she
sits on the side of the bed.
“That’s alright, Swan” he smiles, brushing
her tears away with his thumb.
What she means: The family jewels is the most under appreciated album by Marina and the diamonds. Every single track on the album was quirky and original. Marina didn’t write any love songs on the album and wrote about feeling disconnected from her friends and family. She showed off her vocal ability and range, AND all of the songs were relatable and deep. Also everyone says that “girls” was an anti feministic song, however it was clearly satirical and pro feminist (examples: “never look a day past thirty” “girls are not meant to fight dirty” “not gonna bend over and curtsy”) Everyone in the Marina fandom blogs about EH and froot but like what about TFJ????
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so i just noticed something….there’s no sheith ask blog!!! i mean, there’s the terribly adorable family sheith fic prompts,,, but not like a Sheith Ask Blog like with art/drawn responses, ya feel? soooooo,,,,since it’s summer and i ain’t got much to do…..how yall feel like havin’ one? or if there is one already, and i somehow missed it, DIRECT ME TO IT PLEASE