Emma sighs as soon as she struts inside, the exhaustion of doing her Saviour and Sheriff duties all day taking a toll on her. She smiles tiredly as she slumps down on the couch beside where Killian is currently reading a book.
Her head falls on his shoulder as her hand grabs his hook, pulling it to her lap as she curls around him.
“Hmm.” Emma shuts her eyes, sighing loudly and burrowing more into his neck.
“Would you like a hot chocolate?” He asks her, shutting his book and throwing it on the table.
“No.” Emma tightens her hold on him once he starts to move, “Just you.”
“Well, you have me.” He turns, resting his back on the arm of the couch and turning Emma so she’s cradled between his legs, her cheek resting against his chest, as his arms wrap around her shoulders.
“Is Belle okay?” she murmurs.
Killian smiles, shaking his head slightly. Even after spending the entire day running around town trying to find any clues, find Hyde, the Evil Queen – anyone – she’s still worried about Belle. But this is what drew him to her – not just her fierce and badass (as Henry calls it) exterior, but her kindness and unfailing worry about others. Living up to her title quite perfectly.
Emma looks up at him once he doesn’t reply, “Why are you smiling stupidly?”
“What?” He looks down at her, the smile still etched on his lips. He tends to do that a lot he notices, despite all the upheaval in their lives – he’s never been quite this happy.
“Why are you smiling stupidly?” She repeats, her hand cupping his cheek, her thumb making small circles.
He grabs her hand and presses a kiss to her palm, “Nothing, love. I just really love you.” He whispers, offering her a sweet smile as his gaze runs all over her face, still in awe that this absolute perfection of a woman somehow loves him too.
Emma smiles, biting her lip from not smiling too widely. She knows he loves her more than anything but hearing the words still make her heart flutter and a stupid grin spread across her face.
“I love you too.”
He smiles brightly, the tiny creases beside his eyes deepening as his eyes light up. Emma moves her hand to clutch the collar of his shirt, pulling him to her, their teeth clanking as they can’t help but grin widely from all the happiness and giddiness as their lips move against each other’s lazily.
In the morning when Emma has to leave to meet her dad at Granny’s for a promised father-daughter pancake breakfast, she brushes a kiss at a barely awake Killian’s cheek. “See you soon. Love you.”
She blushes profusely as she descends the stairs, his hoarse and loud, I love you too Swan. Have a great day! still loud and clear.