An Open Book
I was feeling very emotional when I wrote this. It had something to do with my personal life, just writing this made me feel better.
Emma couldn't get Hook out of her mind. During the previous night when both of them came back from the past, they shared many intimate kisses that she wished could last forever. But in the end though, Emma was scared. Not of Hook, but of what he's doing to her. She realizes that she could be falling for the pirate, and it terrifies her. She knows herself more than anyone that se won't be in a relationship cause she's scared they'll break her heart or leave her. But then again, Hook can read her like "an open book" as he once said. She considered that maybe Hook really does want to be with her, cause why else would he have stayed here in Storybrooke?
Contemplating over Hook, she realized that it was around 6 in the morning. Accepting that she couldn't go back to sleep, she decided that a morning walk would do her good...as long a Hook didn't see her. When she stepped outside the air was fresh and cool, and the sun was casting a bright orange on the horizon. Breathing in the morning air, she started walking down the main street. As she walked, the streets were quite as everyone still slept, from the previous nights they had. The loneliness of the streets kept her mind running with thoughts. Wondering how she should go about this. She could always talk to Mary Margaret about it...but she would have her hands full with the baby.
As Emma rounded a corner, she felt that she could hear light footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw no one there. "You're just hearing things" she said to herself. Continuing on her path, she heard the footsteps again as they got closer to her. Emma picked up the pace, and finally reached another street corner. Pressing up against the wall, with her back to it, she planned on jumping whoever was following her. As she heard them get closer, she prepared herself of what was to happen next...only it didn't.
Hook rounded the corner, and he knew Emma was there, due to his smirk. He brought up his hand as he cupped her cheek and kissed her lips. Emma was shocked at first, slightly taken aback by his actions but soon relaxed and kissed him back. Wanting more of him, Emma brought her hands up to his hair and stroked it with her fingertips, loving the softness of it. Hooks hand left Emma's cheek and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her to him. As they're proximity was closer than ever, Hook gently stroked his tongue along her lips, and she opened hers slowly allowing him in, as both of their tongues danced with each other. As soon as Emma felt the contact, she couldn't help but produce a quite moan. Soon, they were both running out of breath, and they both broke away from each other. Hook leaned his forehead against hers, as Emma did the same only with a smile.
"How did you know that I was here?" Emma asked, just a little dazed from their kissing.
"You're an open book, Swan" he simply put it with a smirk on his face.