Let’s do an alternate version! Remember how Emma didn’t want Killian coming by the station? (94.7, WSBK)
“I can come to the station,” he said. “I just have to wait for my coworker to get here to take over for me for the rest of the shift.”
Whoa. He … but he was just DJ Jones. The late night DJ she talked to because she was bored. And suddenly he was going to come here?
“Emma?”
Right. He wanted to come over. She wouldn’t get in trouble or anything; before Aurora’s shift changed, she used to visit Mulan during the night shift. It was just a matter of whether or not she’d let him.
But she didn’t even know his name.
Oh god, she was going to let him come over. She could feel it happening even before she opened her mouth. “Yeah, I’m at the station.”
“Okay,” he said after a few seconds, and she realized he’d been holding his breath. “Give me an hour?”
An hour. An hour for her to regret her decision. “Okay.”
It was the longest hour of her life, and the weirdest part? The regret wasn’t setting. The nerves sure as hell were, but not the regret.
She wiped at her eyes again. It would make her feel better if she wasn’t alone tonight. And this was for the best; this way, she could talk to Jones without him constantly having to put her on hold. It would be weird, meeting in person, but it wasn’t any different from online dating–not that this was a date.
An hour later, she heard the front door open, and there were footsteps. “Uh, hello?” Yep, DJ Jones.
“Just down the hall,” she called out, straightening up in her chair. Why was she nervous?
And then DJ Jones was there, right in front of her, in the doorway. Her jaw dropped un-ironically.
He was dressed pretty casually, which she figured was normal for a DJ. He had a prosthetic hook instead of a left hand, which she only noticed because he had a plastic grocery bag hanging off of it. He looked anxious, like he wasn’t sure how she would react to the situation, but also a little surprised.
“I picked up a few things,” he said, and he scratched at the back of his ear with his right hand. “I hope that’s all right.”
Her jaw hadn’t dropped for any of those reasons. It had dropped because DJ Jones was beyond hot. And he was here to comfort her throughout the rest of her night shift.
She’d made worse decisions in her life, that was for sure.
94.7 WSBK + missing scene PLEASE i loved this one!!!! <3
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