Look After You

by snarkysweetness

The courtship of Emma Swan and August W. Booth from 'True North' onward. This is a behind-the-series story on how I see their relationship developing throughout the first season and then into my own version of what happened after the finale. There's a lot of character development and backstory that we don't really see in the show, but is hinted at. More inside.

11. Apology

Title: Look After You
Chapter Eleven: Apology
Author: snarkysweetness
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Emma & August; Emma/August
Summary: Emma apologizes to August for throwing herself at him.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author's Notes: This is a short, but sweet chapter.

Emma was happier than she'd been in days. She'd managed to avoid girly bonding time, Margaret was spying on Henry for her, she'd managed to avoid anything having to do with Valentine's Day, and she'd even gotten to spend time with him today! If Gold hadn't managed to buy his way out of jail, this would be the perfect day.

"Hello stranger."

Emma let out a sigh.

Why had she jinxed herself?

She turned to find the mysterious man whose name she still didn't know leaning against the gate to Granny's diner.

"Hello."

"I'd remind you that you still owe me a drink but I think you've had enough of those this week."

She closed her eyes and shook her head, grimacing.

"Yeah, about that-I'm sorry. I was really drunk and that doesn't happen very often so when it does the crazy comes out."

"It's okay. I get it."

Emma opened her mouth to ask him his name but decided against it. She didn't want to ruin what was left of this good day by getting even more involved with him.

"So…I'm going to go. But I will see you around. And um, thanks, for not letting me take advantage of you or whatever."

She turned and headed back to the cruiser, making sure not to look back.

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August was a little hurt that she didn't bother to stick around and flirt some more, but not too badly. He was more amused that she still seemed embarrassed.

She was cute; he had to give her that. Still sexy as Hell, but after the other night, he could appreciate the little things about her that had nothing to do with those lips or her ass.

Like the way her cheeks went pink when she was embarrassed. Or the way she furrowed her forehead when she was concentrating on something. The charming way in which she laughed.

He'd been in this town for a total of three weeks and he was already completely taken by the Princess. This was a mess and he knew it, but there wasn't anything he could do about it.

He was going to enjoy the ride while he could.