always.

Drunken Mistakes.

So Killian is a little more than concerned when a drunken Emma Swan slowly walks into the apartment at 1am. He isn't worried about the drunkenness as such. But more the fact her eyes are red and puffy, it was evident that she has been crying.

"Emma?" Killian whispered. She jumped and screamed a little obviously anxious due to her fragile state. "Emma it's me Killian, what's wrong you seem utterly perplexed."

She just cocked her head and froze for a few seconds, then she broke. He knew this would happen. It always does. "Neal." She spoke silently, as if someone was watching.

"What about him darling?" Killian asked, concern evident in his tone.

"I caught him with Ruby again, I ended things." This time she was sobbing. Heartbroken. Killian at once embraced her in his arms, not caring that his sleeves were currently getting soaked in her tears.

"I gave him one more chance and he blew it." She was weak and vulnerable in his arms.

"Oh darling, it'll be alright. You'll find someone else in no time. I mean look at you. You're gorgeous."

That was it. She slowly moved up so that there eyes were level. Then her mouth was on his. It took him a while to process what the hell just happened but he finally gave in. Bliss.

"It's about bloody time." 

She giggled like a twelve year old against his lips at that. "I've been waiting for you too, it's always been you." She spoke aloud still against his lips.

But then there had to be something to break the romantic bubble. "Is that new cologne, it smells of strawberry's."

"You're such a child." He chuckled at her predictable remark. Classic Emma Swan.