Ready or not

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Emma POV- I couldn't sleep last night... All i wanted was Killian to hold me, to embrace me. I wanted him. But i couldn't decide if i was ready or not, ready for that. I tried not to dwell on it much but i guess that didn't work out because i didn't sleep for the rest of the night.

I looked at my phone and it was now 8am, i climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I slipped out of my night clothes and hopped in the shower. The feeling of cold water hitting my face felt amazing, i quickly washed my hair and dried off. I didn't start work til' 12 so I tied myself up in my fluffy robe. I walked back into the bedroom, and to my surprise Killian was actually up. He got up and kissed me, slightly lifting me off of the ground and he started spinning me around, eventually gently throwing me on the bed. My head flew to the pillow and i just lay there, laughing. Just as i calmed down Killian came and jumped on top of me, sending me back into fits of laughter. The laughing soon turned into kissing. He started to untie my robe but before he could i stopped him.
"Killian..."
"What love...?"
"I-I-I'm not ready..."

He sighed and lifted my back up so we where facing each other. I got worried for a moment because he looked hurt when eventually a slight smile grew across his face.
"Don't worry about it love, whenever you're​ ready and happy. That's all i want"
I could feel my heart grow for him, it was amazing. This is the first person who understands me. Yeah i will admit i was scared. I had never done it before. I've always wanted to find the right person, which is Killian but i want it to be at the right time. I found a man who would wait, who cared for me. That's how i knew he was the one.
We kissed some more but nothing else. I got up and went and made breakfast for Henry and Killian and quickly darted to work.

Killian POV-
I waited a few moments after Emma left before i ran upstairs and got something out of my sock draw. I ran back down in sat on the sofa next to Henry.
"Henry, can i ask you something?"
"Sure, go ahead..."
"How would you feel if-if i asked for Emma's hand in marriage?"
I large smile grew on his face as mine relaxed.
"You want do marry her?! Killian that's great, of course I'm fine with it! Just remember to and for Grandad David's permission"
We both set of laughing. I pull the box out of my pocket and show him it. He smiles and pat's me on the back. I get up and tie up my shoes. Next stop, Snow and David. I head out the door and walk down the road to their apartment and i knock on the door and Snow quickly opens it.
"Killian?!"
"Hi, um- can i come in?
She gestures me in and we sit on the 3 chairs, David quickly sits down looking concerned.
"What can we do for you pal?"
"I- i was more here for David but it's probably better that you're both here."
"Killian what's wrong"
Snow says calmly. I take a large breath and i open my mouth.
"I-i was hoping that you would have my blessings to ask for Emma's hand in marriage..."
There was a silence. Snow was slightly smiling however David wasn't. He was taking it all in. I tried to get some words out but i couldn't talk. There was a physical knot in my throat. I hung my head down peering at my shoes, wishing I had never asked. I picked my head up to see both of them smiling widely. I grinned, still not knowing what their answer was. "Of course you have our blessings" I laughed and pulled my hand up towards my forehead, wiping the sweat away. I got up and hugged Snow and shook Davids hand. I stayed a little but but soon left to go and get Emma some flowers and chocolate for tonight. I headed to the grocery shop seen as it was the only one in town.

Emma POV- After work I quickly headed to the grocery store to get some chocolate, i needed some chocolate. I walked in the door and headed for the 'confectionary' isle. I headed towards the small check​ out desk when i suddenly stopped and froze. I saw a small, pretty brunette hugging Killian. I threw the chocolate on the ground and ran out the door and headed down the street. "Emma! Emma!" I heard cries from behind, but i just kept running...

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