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True Beauty (Killian/Emma)
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He looks at her. His Swan. His Emma.
Many times, since he's met her, Killian has been left to wonder how so few people took notice to the beauty of his beloved. And not the beauty that was her golden halo, sea-green eyes, and delicate features that bewitched him so.
It was his Swan's heart—broken but still strong—and soul—weary and yet thriving—that Killian felt most residents of Storybrooke never looked to see. The truest of beauties that Emma held; a real treasure that he hordes fiercely. A woman who'd been bowed by life's tragedies, but never broken.
So few are those beside himself to truly know her inner light. Just her parents and her son. Those of them who stood firmly on her side.
To Killian, she's his own goddess, and should have people worship at her divine alter. His Swan who saved him from his own black heart—gave him reason to live, love and thrive in the light again. Found this old broken villain with a hook worthy of her smiles, laughs, kisses, and love. Gave him her heart to protect; a job in which he takes very seriously.
He'd loved Milah, he had. But in essence she too had been darkness, just of a different kind. Theirs was a love of two incredibly damaged people clinging to something…anything. It's how Killian knew bone deep that Emma was his true love—because though both of them were scarred, they healed each other.
For the first time in his long life Killian wanted to settle. He wanted to marry his Swan. Was helpless to the image of a tiny lass with his blue eyes and Emma's gold spun hair. Or a little lad with dark hair and green eyes, named Liam in honor of his elder brother.
Looking at her as she sleeps next to him in their bed, pink lips pouted and lashes fluttering on cheekbones, Killian knew he would forever worship this goddess who for whatever reason found him worthy. Maybe he'll never come to understand why others don't see, but to that end, it allows him to be selfish with her time and affection.
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