Merry Christmas to my CSSS, @featheredpirate! It’s been fun chatting a bit. I’ve written this fluffy bit of a potential deleted scene, and I hope you enjoy it!
Rated G, ~1950 words.
On Ao3.
“She came to this world looking for blondes? There’s a lot more than just me,” Emma says seriously.
Killian looks at her and gives her a smirk. “Don’t I know it,” he says, a look Emma can’t quite decipher on his face.
She shoots him a quelling glance, determined to find out what nonsense he’s talking or implying later.
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They’re standing on the pier later, their arms wrapped around each other as protection against the cold. And maybe just because Emma likes the feel of being in his arms, but never mind that.
She runs her hands under his jacket and vest, splaying them over his shirt. “So…what were you talking about earlier?”
Killian shivers, and it’s not just the plummeting temperatures. “When? In case you haven’t realized, I say a good number of things, Swan.”
“The thing about the blondes. It sounded a little like you were, I don’t know, rubbing it in? That there are lots of other blondes in the world and that you’ve known any number of them.”
“What?” He looks surprised, and then he giggles. Giggles. “No, love, that’s not it at all. Were you jealous?” There’s that damnable smirk again.
Emma glares at him. “No.”
He’s still chortling to himself but finally seems to notice her scowl. “All right, I’ll tell you the story. But don’t mock me too much.”
She nods her agreement, and he clears his throat to begin his tale.
too many blondes
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