Well that didn't go as well as I hoped, or expected. Hook thought to himself, while touching his stinging face.
Maybe because he didn't expect anything, but once he saw her face, he just had to do something. Why his rum idle mind thought to do that, he will never know. Of course it could have been because he saw Emma and Neal together, kissing.
Once he saw their faces touch, he didn't even want to stay to see what happened next. That's when he decided to take his flask, and drink until the last drop.
Before this, Hook as well couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. The way her lips felt and tasted; soft and sweet. There was a spark that made his lips tingle well after the kiss.
She said that it was a one time thing, but the only one she was really fooling was herself. Well, he hopes that it will happen again, and maybe escalate to even more.
Hook was walking to get "firewood", but really he was just biding his time until he had to walk back to the camp before they would venture back to the Jolly Roger. So typically his mind wandered back to Emma.
Hook prided himself with what his mind could come up with, for it helped when he was stuck on this cursed island for so many years with just his hand and mind. And right now his imagination was conjuring up some sinful images of what Emma could do with that sweet mouth of hers. This thought made his cock twitch.
I wonder if Emma is thinking of me right now. He thought, blithely.
She is probably building another layer of bricks to her already thick wall. A part of his mind thought grimly, but he pushed past that thought.
Hook continued his trek until he heard people talking in the near distance. He couldn't hear any of the words, but when he saw that it was Emma and Neal he stopped walking and watched. Still not able to hear anything, but able to see what they were doing. Hook's body tensed when Neal pulled her into a kiss.
He couldn't tear his eyes away from what was happening in front of him. After watching for a few seconds, and she hadn't pulled away, hook turned around and walked quickly, basically jogging, in the opposite direction of the camp.
Hook stopped at a near big boulder, and leaned against it. Trying to slow down his racing mind and heart.
Why hadn't she pulled away? Hook thought.
Maybe because it was actually a one time thing, and she wants to get back together with Neal. His subconscious thought.
Self consciously, Hook thought maybe his mind was right. But he can basically read Emma like a book, and she didn't seem like she wanted anything to do with Neal at all. Then again, Emma hadn't pulled away from Neal.
What if I had stayed a little bit longer to see that she would've pushed him away? What if I did stay a bit longer, and that kissed escalated? What if… No, I could think of a whole bunch of what ifs, but none of it will help. He thought bitterly.
So to appease his mind, Hook took out his flask, and took a long swig of his rum. He decided to start walking back to the camp while drinking from his flask, getting exceedingly drunk fast.
He's staring at the spot where she was standing. His rum idled mind is slow, and only registers the 5 pairs of eyes all staring at him, when David gets up getting ready to bodily harm to him.
Well, he thinks anyways. He doesn't know because Snow White gets up fast to hold the prince back.
"Charming, stop." Snow White says, in somewhat of a mixture of a hard and soothing voice.
He starts to look around at the faces around him. Regina, is looking at him with amusement, and a slight smirk on her face. Neal and the prince are looking at him with equal amounts of anger on their faces. Snow white, is mostly looking at the prince with a look he can't determine. While, Rumpelstiltskin, has his usual look of boredom and indifference on his face.
"But he… he kissed, Emma." Charming says, bitterly.
"He did, but that doesn't mean you have to jump to violence." Snow replies.
That seemed to appease the prince a bit, for he went to go sit on a log, but the anger on his face only abided a tiny bit.
Hook had the urge to go after Emma, but that didn't seem like the best idea.
What she needs is space. He thought forlornly. Because that's the last thing he wanted to give her.
Snow White, must have seen the battle on his face, because the next thing he knew she was closer to him squeezing his arm.
"I'll go talk to her." The queen said sympathetically.
She then turned around and walked towards the direction Emma went.
He didn't really know what to do, so he decided to go sit far away from the others.
What seemed like an hour, but probably only 10 minutes, Emma and her mother came back.
Emma didn't even look at him, she went straight to her father to help him pack with what little they had to go back to the Jolly.
After getting everything packed, mostly food that they needed to stock up on, they started to move towards the Jolly Roger.
Emma had walked right past him, to walk with her parents. She had stony look on her face, that he couldn't read, but determined that she put up another one of her walls that he would break down if it's the last thing he did.
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