How To Christmas
Merry Christmas @effulgentcolors, it’s been so great being your CS Secret Santa! Here is your gift, a modern neighbours AU (of course!) with some kindred spirit bonding at Christmas time :) Hope you enjoy it and have a great Christmas!
Emma dives into the lobby and shakes off the snow from her jacket as she shivers, clenching her muscles in an attempt to hold in the warmth of her body. She pulls down her scarf that’s been sitting up to her nose and sniffs, her nose no doubt bright red. Gone are the days of pretty snow falls and casual jackets with the winter season now in full freezing force.
She taps her boots on the wet lobby mat and tugs off her gloves, her hands still red raw and her skin dry from the cold. It’s been a long day and she can still feel the dampness on her pants where she fell chasing that damn skip. All she wants is a nice hot bath, a glass of whatever alcoholic beverage Ruby had left the previous weekend and a slice of the heaven that is Mary Margaret’s pie in her refrigerator.
Emma sniffs again as she heads to the elevator, passing the obnoxiously large Christmas tree with the fake gifts underneath. It’s a gorgeous tree (and if she’d had one more drink last weekend she probably would have drunkenly tried to smuggle the giant thing into her apartment) but it makes the small one she owns rather dismal. At least she makes an effort to be festive in her apartment just for one.
The elevator door starts closing just as she reaches it but an arm sticks out and pushes it back for her. She shuffles in and murmurs a thank you before looking up and realizing it’s none other than Killian Jones. She doesn’t really know much about the guy that lives in the apartment beside hers, only that he also lives alone, has a subscription to a sailing magazine that sometimes get put in her mailbox and often plays music at all hours of the night.
‘Of course, Swan.’ She also knows that he’s British and incredibly attractive. Emma glances at the elevator buttons before realizing he’s going to the same floor and exhales. She may be socially awkward by being absolutely terrified of opening up to anyone and letting people in, but she can make small talk when it doesn’t really matter. Except with Killian Jones it seems. Perhaps it’s just in her mind, but she can feel a thick tension between them that makes her throat dry.