I’m dead bye
Emma tries not to laugh when they come to pack up Killian’s things for the house. Belle’s definitely added a woman’s touch to the captain’s cabin – she can’t be jealous of the fact, Belle’s actually living there and she deserves flowers and a million baby books scattered around if she wants them. But Killian picking through gauzy fabrics for his treasures and telling Emma where he’s moved things into storage just reaffirms the fact that this is a good thing. Belle deserves her own space and Killian –
Killian deserves as much of a happy ending, as much of a future, as she can give him.
But when they pull up to the house with the back seat of the Bug filled with crates and knicknacks, Killian’s almost shy as they start unloading and bringing things inside. “I’ll, ah, I’ll set up in here shall I?” he asks as they top the stairs and he indicates the spare room just to the left.
Emma raises an eyebrow, a bemused smile on her face. “Killian. When I said move in with me, I meant move in with me.”