Helping Hand

Chapter 7

I do not own OUAT, any of it's cast or characters or plots. However, I am a faithful watcher and I am very interested to see how season 7 will go. This is just a prompt thing that I found online but then as I wrote it morphed into something entirely different! I figured I would try it out and see how it goes. I hope you enjoy because you all rather seemed to like the love potion one. Two chapters in a row?! YAY!

Helping Hand

3rd Person

Killian sips at his coffee in it's mug, glancing up from the dark colored liquid every so often to stare at Emma, smiling as she throws popcorn at their TV. Mary Margaret and David had come to visit them for the weekend, mainly for David to check on Emma after she nearly fainted a month ago, and they were watching the soccer game.

Emma's team were apparently losing by the way she boos at the TV, throwing food it Killian knows he'll be the one to clean up. "Come on! Pass it you idiot!" She yells as David stands up, walking past her towards where Killian is watching them from the kitchen.

David glances at him as he walks in, pressing the button on the kettle, listening out for a moment to hear Emma yell: "My unborn baby can kick better than this assholes!"

Killian chuckles softly, before raising an eyebrow when David shuts the door to the kitchen, blocking his view. "Alright, Mr. Staring. You've been looking at Emma all day. Spill it. Why are you being so creepy?"

"I am not staring, it hasn't been all day and I am not creepy..." He glances at David to see him raise an eyebrow. "You've only been here for two hours you don't know how look I've been looking." He points out.

"Okay, you've been staring for the past two hours, that better?" Killian nods. "Well that's still creepy, very actually. And you need to cut it out because every time I glance over at you I think you're staring at me, which isn't something I enjoy thinking. I can't imagine how crept out Emma would be if she knew."

"Emma will never know, she won't look away from the game even if there was a bomb by the house, I know that. So soccer games are the only time I can stare-"

"You just admitted you wait for games to stare at her."

"I'm well aware."

David sighs, changing the subject quickly. "Listen, stare all you want, just use it under the pretense of the baby, I don't care. Just don't hurt her. I know that you're head over heels in love with Emma, and I know you'd never intentionally hurt her, but be careful."

"I know. Why do you think I stare in secret? I can't admit this to Emma; I can barely admit it to you. But you're right, I am in love with Emma, more than I thought was possible." He sighs.

"She feels the same way-"

"Don't." Killian stops him. "Emma doesn't love me, she won't ever love me, okay?"

"No, not okay. You even told me that you kissed, which must have meant that she has feelings for you, Killian. Emma doesn't just kiss anyone, trust me, we all know that. You know her better than anyone, even her, so it must have meant that she has feelings for you."

"She just felt that way because she was hormonal, she told me the kiss didn't mean anything to her, that it was nothing. And I've accepted that, I was stupid for thinking I could ever be enough, and to even think that I could have a shot with her. I've never been more idiotic."

David frowns, listening to him for a moment, trying to think of what to say to make it better, to change his mind. But Killian made a point, if Emma said it was nothing, there was nothing they could do to change her mind, especially not if she was battling her feelings with Killian.