Prompt: Emma and Killian are at home for the first time with their bundle of joy.
Word Count: 211
He gently held the little blanket in his arms, afraid of moving too suddenly or dropping him. The little bundle fit in the crook of his bad arm perfectly.
"He looks like you," Emma whispers softly. They're sitting up in their bed, getting ready to retire for the night.
"Aye love, he looks devilishly handsome," He whispers back with a husky voice.
Emma quietly laughs with a gentle shake of her head, "Oh Killian, you never change."
"Is that a bad thing, Emma?" Killian says, pecking her on the cheek, but she turns so that their lips slightly brush.
"Never," She whispers against his lips and gives him a light kiss, but the movement stirs the baby.
"Shh, it's okay Liam," Killian whispers to the baby, rocking him in his arms, "I won't let anything hurt you."
Emma starts to feel choked up because this is the first time all three of them have been at home together, and this was her family.
"I love you," Emma purrs, leaning er head on Killian's shoulder, watching him rock the baby in his arms.
"I love you too, Emma," Killian says kissing her forehead, "I love you so much."
She knew because she finally felt so loved. She felt timeless.
They were timeless.