Red

"Swan, what are these?"

"That would be my electric toothbrush as well as Henry's," Emma explained patiently as she watched Killian rummage through her bathroom cabinet with an excited look on his face – like a pirate hunting for treasure, if he'd still been a pirate that was.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, she felt ridiculously happy observing Killian's facial expressions as he found one new thing after another; some he thought looked funny, others sounded funny, and the rest was just a big riddle.

"You know, love, I'll never understand this," he remarked as he opened a jar of her facial cream and smelled it, the corner of his mouth tilting upwards at the familiar scent.

"What, my moisturizer?" she grinned back.

"No," he answered as he put the container back in its place – and she could practically hear his eye roll – and started looking for something else. "This need for all these things. It's preposterous."

"I happen to use everything you see in there, mister." She crossed her arms and leaned back a bit to enjoy her view as he bent down to open the cabinet underneath the sink, continuing his exploration.

"Is that so? Are you telling me this white, soft, small thing resembling a children's toy is something you use regularly?" He cocked one of his eyebrows at her – obviously pleased with being right – as he dangled his finding in front of her.

She stifled a laugh as she saw what he was holding up.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do." She pushed her lips harder together in an attempt to hold back the smile that threatened to release itself.

"What in God's name can you use this for?"

"That is called a tampon. As you may know, women bleed once a month, and we use a tampon for that." She tried not to blush – she was a grown woman talking to her boyfriend for heaven's sake (and that her boyfriend happened to be Captain Hook from a children's story was a completely different matter).

"Use how?" he asked, frowning as he turned the tampon between his fingers, giving it a onceover.

"You put it up – Jesus, I can't believe I actually have to explain this to you." She dragged a hand over her face to hide her awkwardness; she peeked through her fingers to see him and noticed that he looked at her like an innocent puppy. She groaned. "You put it up in the same – um, space – as when you have sex."

She removed her hand, red color on her cheeks, to find him beaming at her, standing close.
"You knew, didn't you?"

"I knew," he agreed before kissing her, making her lose balance and fall into the bathtub with him on top of her. He smirked. "Let's see if I remember where that space is, shall we?"

"You bastard," she laughed, unable to contain herself. "Tomorrow you're showing me how to tie a really strong knot. For your punishment," she added when she saw he was about to question.

"As you wish, love," he replied and kissed her again, a smile still on both their lips.

(He remembered where it was – and two more times later that night).

A/N: Thanks to Nouqueret for the wonderful idea! Super fun to write :)