Captain Swan - Set My Soul On Fire

Chapter 5

A/N: I wasn't going to post this until next week, but I'm so overwhelmed by the feedback and support, I wanted to thank you all by posting this early. There are some things that will go unanswered in this chapter, but I will switch to Emma's POV in the next chapter and cover those things then. The next chapter will also jump ahead a bit so we can move forward with the story.If you haven't noticed the rating or were wondering about it, this story does include teen smut, including masturbation, so please be prepared for that, or to skip it if you're not comfortable with it. You'll know when it's coming (no pun intended).

Thank you all so much for giving the story a chance and sticking with it so far. I appreciate you more than you know!!!!

Killian checks his reflection in the mirror for the hundredth time that morning, making sure his hair looks perfect, making sure his tie isn't crooked. He's never been to church before so he was worried about being underdressed. The church is casual, but his father always wears a suit and tie, so Killian had done the same.

"Killian, I'm leaving for church!" his father calls from downstairs.

Killian dashes out of his room so fast, he trips over his own feet and almost dives face-first onto the carpet, but catches himself at the door frame and runs downstairs once he recovers his balance. "Wait, I'm coming with you!" he announces as his father heads for the closet and pulls on his leather jacket. He eyes his son suspiciously as Killian reaches the bottom of the staircase, out of breath.

"You're going to church with me?"

"Aye." Killian slips his phone into his pocket as he reaches the door, hauling it open. He's so nervous, he's sweating under his dress shirt and blazer, so he knows he won't have to worry about a jacket. "Ruby got the morning off, so she's meeting me there."

His father looks perplexed as he follows Killian into the garage and closes the door behind them, his keys jangling as he retrieves them from his pocket. They head toward his silver Bentley, which always makes Killian's truck look pathetic in comparison. "And you and Ruby still aren't a couple?"

Killian wrinkles his nose and shakes his head. "I don't see her like that. Ruby's like a sister to me." It's true, Ruby's always been there for him as a friend, and they have this warped love-hate relationship, but he's never had romantic feelings for her. Plus, she's more into girls anyway.

"So the reason you're suddenly going to church has nothing to do with a certain blonde, who's the pastor's daughter, does it? And Ruby isn't tagging along for moral support, is she?"

Killian's face flushes as he hops into the passenger side. "Nope."

His father climbs into the driver's side and starts up the engine. "Uh-huh," he mutters sarcastically.

The reason Killian's going to church is that he's not giving up on Emma, but he's not about to tell his father that. He had argued with his friends until he was blue in the face, assuring them Emma was clear about her decision, but they made sure he would not give up on Emma. They had eventually convinced him into going to church when all he wanted to do was spend the morning in bed, sulking over her.

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The church is packed when they arrive. There are enough people to make Killian feel crowded and claustrophobic, sweat trickling down his back. Now he remembers one reason why he doesn't go to church, other than adults wanting to chat with him and ask him questions about school and graduation and the future that he's already answered fifty times that morning.

The things he'd do for this woman.

Ruby is sitting next to him on his left side, his father on his right, hunched over the woman on his other side, chatting her up with a charming grin. Killian fights off a smirk. Now he knows why his father attends this church without fail. It looks like he has the same idea Killian does. Like father like son.