Perched a Few Feet Above the Water

Chapter 24

I am so so so sorry i haven't been able to reply to any of your comments! Life has been crazy hectic and time seems to be working against me. I promise I've read them all and i cannot put into words how much i appreciate each and every one of them. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart for always giving me reason to continue writing! I'm so glad you all enjoyed the art! I hope you enjoy this chapter just as much :) I only wish that you guys smile as much as you've made me smile.

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Week 10

They hadn't really seen much of each other throughout the week. They relied more heavily on phone calls and text messages for communication.That was until they ran into each other at the pharmacy

She was standing at the 'feminine care' aisle trying to choose between the array of tampons they had in stock when she noticed a mop of dark hair standing on the other side of the aisle. At first, she tried to ignore it, figuring if it was him, she should give him some privacy, but soon enough, her curiosity got the better of her and she just had to know.

She tiptoed to the end of the aisle and peaked her head around the side. Dark hair, blue eyes, perfect stubble. Yup. It was definitely her man. She moved closer, trying to remain as casual as possible so that he wouldn't notice her, until she was standing right behind him.

He was examining all the different flavoured condoms the store had to offer.

Oh my.

Emma felt the heat claw its way up to her cheeks; the flush of embarrassment washed over her features the same way water overtakes a sinking ship. She couldn't face him like this. She wasn't ready for this. Not yet. She tried to move as far away from him as fast as possible, but in her haste to leave, she ended up falling flat on her face, a few fallen items strewn across the floor around her.

"Woah, woah. Watch out there, love-" Killian quickly turned around to help. It took him a while to realize that it was actually Emma who fell. "- Love?"

From her spot on the floor, Emma lifted her head up to look at him, only to hide it behind her arms a moment later with a groan. "I'm okay."

Killian tried to help her up, but was met with a lot of resistance from Emma. "You don't seem okay, Swan. What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

When he didn't receive an answer, he checked his surroundings for any passers-by before he laid down flat on his stomach beside her.

"Emma?" he was getting worried.

"I'm okay, really." Emma finally said. She lifted her head up again to look at him while she spoke. "I was just caught off guard by..." she trailed off, but her eyes went straight for his basket.

Killian had to glance at his basket twice before realization dawned on him. "Bloody hell. Emma, I promise I wasn't being presumptuous. I was just... intrigued by all these bloody options. If you're not- if you don't- I just-"

Suddenly, Emma wasn't so nervous anymore. She knew he wouldn't pressure her. With that knowledge, the hilarity of the situation really set in for Emma. They were lying face down on a pharmacy floor like a couple of idiots, an assortment of condoms and tampons decorating the floor around them. "Which flavour did you end up picking?"

With that, both of them burst into laughter.

"Actually, love-" Killian was interrupted by the appearance of the store's clerk.

The stumpy old man waddled his way over to the pair, marking each waddle with a disapproving grumble.

"What does this place look like to you two? You think I run some kind of bed and breakfast in here?" The man started to yell, spit falling over them like rain.