she means it, she does [1/1]
emma just wanted to quietly enjoy tequila and loneliness on valentine’s day. killian just wanted a beer and some solitude. they most definitely didn’t want to see each other.
a (very) belated exes on valentine’s day fic with a splash of national margarita day.
cs modern au / ~3,500 words / rated T / Now on AO3
It’s really a little sickening all things considered. The chubby babies with wings and the hearts made out of lace and the flowers. The flowers that make her eyes water and her nose tickle from the pungent smell. And don’t even get her started on the cheesy cards and overpriced candy and the feelings. There’s a reason they also call it Single’s Awareness Day.
There’s no room for love when you’re drinking your second strawberry margarita a little after noon on a Tuesday.
Jesse’s Bar and Grill is just grubby enough to warrant such a promotion on a holiday - buy one tequila fueled mistake, get one free. So Emma calls in sick - she would undoubtedly be sick by the end of the day, so that wasn’t technically a lie - and ditches the paperwork for a more enjoyable companion.
She’s playing with the condensation dripping down the side of her mug, contemplating whether or not to get a basket of onion rings, when a moment of inconsequential chance changes everything.
A man walks into the bar.
Or more specifically, her ex-boyfriend walks into the bar.