always.

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It was a Sunday morning, around 10am.

Killian was the first to wake, he always was. Must have been something to do with the Royal Navy. Always alert.

Emma hated that he was a morning person, but she loved him so that's one of the many things she was going to have to deal with.

He awoke and turned to see a bare Emma Swan. A beautiful sight that was. Simple and unique were her features, that was one of the many things he loved about her.

He absentmindedly stroked her hair causing her to sigh and move around a little.

It was content and that was just how they liked it.

They needed time together, it was precious and rare. But whenever they got the opportunity to be alone they eagerly reached for it. Clutching on tight.

One of her green, aluminous eyes peeled open. She was greeted with her fiancé smiling down at her. How did she get so lucky.

"Good morning Swan." Killian softly whispered to her.

What a peaceful Sunday...