Summary: What’s worse than being the victim of a magic spell that changes your biological sex? When the spell is also contagious.
Rating: E
AO3This fic is a gift for @swankkat! This year was very rough, but meeting you and becoming your friend basically salvaged it more than you can ever imagine. You made Falling Slowly into so much more than it would have been otherwise, through your gorgeous artwork, your shrewd editing skills, and your unwavering support. 2017 is gonna be a good one, because I’m gonna make it down to see you no matter what.
Thank you to @caprelloidea for beta-reading!
Not to spoil the fic or anything, but Emma and Killian have sex in this fic, and they do so in every combination of genders. If you’re not interested in that, then you should probably not read it.
Emma cringed when the door opened. She wasn’t sure how to tell Killian what had happened, so she’d just sent him a short hey so maybe you shouldn’t come home tonight, pls don’t ask text before wrapping herself in a blanket and curling up on the couch. She’d figured that chick flicks might make her feel more like herself, and she was halfway through one when Killian barged through the door anyway.
His eyes scanned the room with concern until they fell on her. “Who the bloody hell are you, and what are you doing in my house?”
In response, Emma curled herself up even more, pulling the blanket over her head. “I told you not to come home,” she said, loud enough that she knew he could hear her through the fabric.