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Emma had given him a quick kiss on the cheek and practically skipped over to her parents. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her telling them something, and David giving him the infamous side eye. It was no secret David disapproved of Hooks relationship with his daughter, and he couldn't imagine that he was thrilled to know that he was spending the night. Then he saw Emma gesturing to the couch where her son was currently sitting, and David's glare lessened considerably. He took it to mean that the couch was to be his camping site for the night.
He could deal with that.
Emma's words reverberated in his mind. Call him cheesy, but the thought that she wanted him to be safe alone made his heart skip a beat. A year ago he never would have guessed that Emma Swan, THE Emma Swan, would one day be offering him a place to stay, because she wanted him to be safe. And not for some programmed sheriff's reason. But because she cared about him.
Neither of them had ever told the other that they loved them, though Hook thought it almost everyday. But they found their own ways of saying it.
Hook had not been in love since Milah.
It was a million times better than he remembered.
After escorting Emma's lad to bed, promising to take him up on round 12 of Mario Kart tomorrow, he crept downstairs, only to realize he had no clothes to sleep in.
There was no way he was going into David's room without backup and Henry was fast asleep.
That left him with only one option.
Emma's door swung open with a creak.
She was wearing a black tank top that made her blond hair seem even blonder, and light gray drawstring pants that went down to her knees. Her hair was up in a messy bun, countless blond wisps of hair floating around her face. There was not a trace of makeup on her face.
She was beautiful.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed. "You're sleeping on the couch."
"I'm well aware of that, but you know, if you wanted-"
"I'm just going to stop you right there."
"I just need a change of clothes love, I figured I couldn't sleep in this" he said, gesturing to his new clothes.
Her eyebrows drew together.
"Umm Hook, I don't think I have anything that will fit you"
She was quite fetching when she was confused. It wasn't often that someone threw off Emma Swan. On the rare occasion someone did, her eyebrows came together, and she tilted her head to the side and her whole face just scrunched up. God it was adorable.
"No I dont think so, but there was no way I was going to burst into your father's room, demanding evening wear. He might just shoot me."
Emma rubbed her eyes. He had evidently just woken her up.
"His handgun is downstairs." she yawned.
"Its really quite alarming that that is your only response to that statement."
"Oh I don't think he'd shoot you."
"Well, maybe if you were really, really annoying."
"I'll try to avoid that."
"Please do. I like you without bullets in your head."
It was his turn to grin.
"You'd like me anyway."
"You'd be dead." She pointed out.
"No matter. I'd still be irresistible."
"Good luck with that."
She yawned again and pushed past him, trudging down the hallway.
"Please tell me you are not wearing bunny slippers.'
She stuck out her tongue at him.
"Forget you, their freaking comfortable."
Bloody Hell, she was incredible.
He could hear her opening the king and queens door, the clumsy clattering of drawers being opened, a loud THUMP! and a string of soft curse words.
She withdrew from the dragon's lair with a large white T-shirt and a pair of cotton pants.
"You better be grateful you Moron." she hissed, throwing the clothes at his chest.
"I nearly woke Neal!"
"And that would be bad because...?"
"Dear God, you really don't have any experience with baby's do you?"
"Now that you mention it, no one did want to hire me for that babysitting position..."
"A shame really, I would have been marvelous."
She rolled her eyes. It was a gesture that was all too familiar to him.. He was fully aware that he was ridiculous, but it was worth it just to see her so exasperated. It was highly endearing.
"Just get downstairs before David chases you out with a rifle."
"I thought you said his gun was downstairs."
"I said his handgun was downstairs. Have fun trying to get to sleep tonight."
She turned to walk back into her bedroom, but before he could stop himself, his good hand shot out and clamped around her wrist, spinning her around, and he was kissing her. His hands on her waist and hers on his chest, folded between them. The house was silent, and he could hear his heartbeat, or maybe it was hers, beating fast and loud. Their mouths moved perfectly against each others, just as they had from their very first kiss, all those months ago in Neverland. And for a moment there was no one else. There were no parents in the room down the hall, no psycho villain trying to take over the world roaming the streets. There was just the two of them.
But she broke away. The noises of the outside world came crashing back, far before he was ready to let them back in.
"You should go to sleep." her voice was soft, but she wouldn't look him in the eye.
"I'm finding myself quite awake actually." His voice was much lower than usual.
She smiled. But there was something wrong. It was a sad sort of smile.
"I'll see you in the morning."
And she turned and walked back into her room, leaving Hook alone in the hallway.
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