Under Lock and Key #Wattys2016

Chapter 7

This is the best damn video I have ever seen! The parallels between snowing and captainswan are amazing and this video explains them.

Not my video. Credit to whoever made it.

Emma locked herself in the bedroom for hours. She didn't want to leave and face the killer downstairs, but she didn't want to confront her feelings even more. Every time she thought about Killian, her heart sped up and a smile formed on her face. She wanted to be mad and angry at him, but she just couldn't. She knew what she was feeling, but she didn't want to admit it. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and she was dreading seeing him.

A soft knock came on the door, but he didn't make an effort to push it open. "Swan, I shouldn't have yelled like that. I apologize. But, I brought some food for you. I'll leave it out here and if you want it, just open the door. If you need me, I'll be downstairs. You are welcome to join me if you'd like." She heard his footsteps get softer as he went downstairs, so she got off the bed and cracked the door open to see if he was truly gone.

She brought the tray in and sat down on the bed. A grilled cheese sat on a plate and onion rings next to it. A mug of hot chocolate with cinnamon sat there to, and for a moment she wondered how he knew that this was her favorite, but she remembered that he said that he was watching her for two months. He probably knew everything about her. But alongside the food, was a box. A cute box with neat and curly handwriting that said, 'To Emma, From Killian.' She opened it and saw the bracelet with her initial on it. She slipped it on her wrist and started to make her way downstairs with her tray of food.

Killian stared at the grilled cheese sandwich and onion rings in front of him. It wasn't right for him to eat her favorite food without her. He hoped that the bracelet would be enough for her to at least come downstairs, but it had already been five minutes. A creak on the floorboard behind him had him turning around and staring at the blonde on the steps. He patted the space on the couch and she slowly made her way to sit next to him.

"I'm sorry." They both said at the same time.

She giggled and he smiled at the sound. It was like angels singing a sweet melody.

"I didn't mean what I said." He finally spoke.

"Neither did I." She said quietly.

He looked into her bright green eyes while she looked into his blue ones. "Can we start over and forget that it ever happened?"

"Forget that what happened?"

"The fight and that I said-"

"I thought we said to forget that it happened."

He laughed. "We did."

"I just never had anyone that cared for me like you do. If you do care for me at all. It's just a foreign feeling."

He placed his hand on her knee. "I do care for you."

Emma felt the butterflies flutter around in her stomach. She wanted to tell him that she was starting to like him more than just a friend, but she was stuck here, in this house, alone and with him. If she told him that she was starting to catch feelings for him, it would be super awkward between them. "Thank you for the bracelet, Killian."

He smirked at her and placed his fingers to his lips, drawing attention to them. "Well, perhaps gratitude is in order now."

She smiled. "Yea, that's what the thank you was for."

He tilted his head. "That bracelet was expensive."

"Well, a kiss won't give you your money back."

"No, it won't, but a kiss can be worth as much money as that bracelet was."

She hesitated for a moment. Was this going to change what they had now? 'Live in the moment, Emma.' She told herself as she crashed her lips to his. He placed his hand on the back of her head to draw her closer, if that was even possible. She pulled away after a minutes and they rested their foreheads together.

"That was..." He trailed off not knowing how to describe how he felt about the kiss.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"Don't apologize, darling. It was quite enjoyable on my part."

She laughed nervously. "The same goes for me."

He tilted his head. "What's on your mind?"

"If I told you, you'd think I am crazy."

"Then I'll tell you what I'm thinking. I'm thinking that I am sitting in front of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I'm thinking about the kiss we just shared and how much I'd like to kiss her again." He said smoothly. On the outside, it looked like he had no problem saying it, but on the inside he was freaking out about what he said. 'Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Why? Why did you say that? She's going to run. She's going to run away from you and ignore you.'

"Well, I'm thinking about how I am starting to fall for the sexy blue eyed man sitting in front of me." She said. A wave of embarrassment washed over her. 'Okay, time to crawl in a hole in the ground and die.'

"I'm thinking that I am starting to fall for the beautiful blonde."

She tried not to let her face light up too bright. He leaned in and kissed her in a sweet and loving way. She pulled away after a few moments and licked her lips. "I'm afraid to fall, Killian."

"Don't worry, love. I'll be there to catch you."