Emma's POV:
As soon as I heard the Killian start the shower, I went into my own shower and started it, just to wash the dirty hospital feeling off. I set the shower to boiling hot, and I scrubbed my skin until it was pink and raw looking, and washed my hair enough times to forget the smell of the hospital. After getting out of the shower and getting dressed, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, to prepare dinner. I started to make spaghetti with red sauce and turkey, boiling the water and pouring the sauce into a pan. I was so absorbed in cooking that I didn't hear Killian coming down the stairs.
"Is there anything I can help with?" Killian asked. I turned to look at him, and ended up staring at him for a few minutes.
"Um, Emma. Earth to Emma?" Killian said.
"Oh, yes, sorry. If you could grab a couple of plates, that would be great." I said, gesturing towards the cabinet. The sight of Killian in a dark green sweater and a pair of jeans had distracted me for a moment, and when I turned back to the stove, the sauce was on the verge of overflowing the pan.
"Oh, shit." I muttered, quickly turning off the fire. The pasta was done, so I strained it and took one of the plates that Killian had put on the counter.
"Turkey and red sauce or no turkey and red sauce?" I asked.
"Turkey and red sauce, please." Killian replied. After I finished making Killian's plate, I handed it to him and started on mine. After that, we sat down and started to eat.
"Where did you get this recipe, Emma? It's really good." Killian inquired.
"Thank you. It's something my Mom makes." I replied.
"You're welcome." Killian said, staying quiet until his plate was empty.
"So, what do you do before you go to bed, Emma?" Killian asked.
"I usually watch a movie or two, and then read until I fall asleep." I replied.
"Want to watch a movie while I take care of the dishes, then?" Killian inquired.
"I'll take care of the dishes, if you don't mind. And you can go in the living room and pick out a movie. They're in the cupboards underneath the television." I said.
"How about we both take care of the dishes, and then pick a movie?" Killian countered.
"Alright. I'll wash, and you put them in the dishwasher to dry." I said, standing up and gathering the plates.
"Fine by me." Killian said, grabbing our glasses. I turned the water on and rinsed our plates, and then started to wash them. When I was done, I handed them to Killian, who placed them in the dish washer. We finished quickly, and then Killian went off the the living room while I stayed in the kitchen to make popcorn.
"I must say, Emma, you have a lot of movies." Killian said, coming back into the kitchen.
"I've been collecting them since I was twenty two." I replied, turning to face him.
"What made you start?" Killian asked.
"I was feeling lonely, and movies filled that loneliness." I replied.
"That makes sense. A way to not feel lonely without doing anything reckless." Killian said.
"Exactly. Did you pick one?" I replied, heading towards the living room.
"I did. Well, I picked three, actually. Belle, Amazing Grace, and Unbroken. I wasn't sure which to watch." Killian answered.
"Well, if you want, we can watch all three. I'd recommend starting with Unbroken, though." I said.
"Okay." Killian replied, sitting on the couch. I handed him the popcorn, and then went to put the movie into the DVD player. After doing so, I took my seat next to Killian, grabbed the remote, and pressed play. The opening to the movie came on, and I leaned back to watch. Halfway through the movie, I realized that I wanted hot chocolate.
"I'm going to get some hot chocolate, Killian. Do you want some?" I asked.
"Sure. Do you need any help?" Killian replied.
"No, it's fine. What flavor would you prefer-Hazelnut, chocolate, mint or white chocolate?" I asked.
"Hazelnut, please." Killian replied. I went into the kitchen, filled the kettle with water, and put it on the stove. After the water had boiled, I started to pour it into the cups.
"Shit shit shit." I yelped, as I missed the cup and poured the water on my hand instead. I ran over to the sink, turned the cold water on, and stuck my hand under the faucet.
"Emma, are you alright? I heard a shout." Killian said, coming into the kitchen.
"I'm fine, Killian, I just spilled some hot water on my hand." I replied, taking my hand out of the water.
"That's quite a burn you have there, Emma." Killian said, coming over. I looked down at my hand, which was red and blistered.
