Prompt: Killian scaling the castle walls to get to Emma's room to give her a gift. He has issues with climbing and not getting caught because it has rained recently and the stones are slippery.
"Damnit!" he muttered under his breath, as his hook slipped once again on slick, wet stone of the tower. Digging the fingers of his good hand further into the crevice where they clung, he swung his satchel to the other side of his body before digging his hook firmly into the wall.
Slowly he crept up the surface, his feet stumbling every few steps and his muttered curses growing ever louder.
This was indeed a rather ridiculous situation, he had to admit. Trying to surprise the lady Swan with a gift left mysteriously in her chamber. Oh why hadn't he just bribed one of the chamber maids?
He smirked. He knew why. He liked a challenge.
Finally he was mere inches away from from the heavy, squared stones that lined the window. With a final push he slung his hook into the surface with a heavy chink, before slowly hauling himself up.
Tossing the satchel ahead of him, he swung his feet up to his side and finally fell inside the room.
And in front of one very beautiful woman.
So much for the surprise.
Stumbling to his feet, he gave a deep bow, meeting her amused smile with one of his own, "Good evening Emma."
"Good evening to you too -or should I say, why are you trying to sneak into my chambers?"
"Ah, so it seems I am caught," he scratched at his chin with his Hook. "My attempt at a surprise has failed."
"What were you doing?" she asked.
Quietly, he picked up his discarded satchel and pulled out a small, paper wrapped package - tied with a black silk ribbon. "Happy Birthday love," he whispered.
Their hands brushed as she took the bundle from him - a quiet 'thank you' dancing on her lips. Her fingers slid open the ribbon and pulled away the soft paper. Inside lay a tiny crystal swan - sparkling beautifully in the dimly lit room. It's tiny carved facets spreading beams of light across the room and over her face. She took in a sharp breath. "It's beautiful," she whispered - her glassy eyes meeting his.
"Then I am pleased the lady finds it agreeable."
She stepped closer, combing one hand into his hair as she pulled his mouth towards hers. "I love it," she promised, her eyes shining with love. "Just next time Killian, please use the door."
"As you wish," he replied, before enveloping her body with his own.
