Emma Swan's Diary

After a tough road to getting together, Emma kept a diary where she used to write insults about Killian. Once they're together, he finds it. Modern AU.

Emma Swan rolled off her new boyfriend, Killian Jones, panting slightly. His lips kissed her forehead, arms caging her in, his breath also slightly uneven.

"I'm sorry for all my dickhead ways." He whispered. "I was an ass."

"Yes you were, but I was also a bitch." Emma replied, as she traced patterns on his chest hair.

Killian smiled, as they laid in silence for a while, basking in the afterglow of sex. Emma's breathing finally returned to normal.

"I'm going to take a shower, and then we can go get dinner."

Killian nodded, and allowed for her to stand up.

Emma kissed him again before she made her way into the bathroom. Killian listened as the door locked and the sound of running water filled the room.

He smiled slightly as he grabbed his boxers from the ground, his eye-brow rising when he saw what was underneath.

Diary of Emma Swan

He eyed it for a few moments before lifting it to his face and opening the diary to read one of the pages.

June 18th, 2014

Killian Jones is the most arrogant man a woman could ever know. And I have had the ill-pleasure of meeting him. He is such a proud, horrible man.

June 30th, 2014

I can't stand that Killian. Today he waltzes into work as though he is the king of the world, completely ignores me and heads straight the others, not even sparing me a glance. Who could ever love or like such a stuck-up man

July 3rd, 2014

Tonight was the ball at the Jones residence. I actually thought that Killian might be nice to me tonight, to save me the embarrassment in front of my friends, but no, he kisses Milah's hand and sends me a dirty look.

July 23rd, 2014

Twenty Killian Jones free days today, and I could never be happy. Not having to look upon the face of the man who makes me feel s*** about myself. What a disgusting man.

July 27th, 2014

Luck came to the end today. Bumped into Killian accidentally, and of course he can't help but make a comment about my inferior birth. Can he make me feel any less bad about myself?

Killian continued to read through some journal entries, and felt nothing but shame.

Everything Emma had written about him was true.

He had been rude and dismissive towards Emma, and now he couldn't be more disappointed in himself. But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel hurt at what she wrote.

He hadn't been the only the one to fuel the hate. Emma had had her equal share, in fact, she had done worse things.

She had lost him a million dollar business deal, when she chose to yell at him in front of one of his clients, and then she had cost him Milah, when she called him a 'good for nothing playboy' and of course, she had gotten him in so much trouble with his parents, when she said he had slept with a hooker.

He listened as the shower turned off, and quickly, he placed his shirts, shoes and jacket on and quickly exited from her apartment, leaving the diary sprawled open on her bed.

Emma stepped out from the shower with a pair of lacy panties on, a black tank top and a cardigan, her hair in a messy bun.

"Killian?" She called, looking around. "He…"

She stopped when she saw the diary propped open and her eyes widened in horror.

"Shit." She muttered, running to the closet and grabbing her sneakers. "Shit, shit, shit."

Emma, not even caring about her underwear, bolted from the apartment and down the street, earning few suggestive looks from some men.

Emma stopped at an intersection and looked around in a panicked motion.

"Shit." She muttered under her breath.

Emma spun around and noticed Killian exiting a writing shop further up the street.

"Killian!" She shouted, running towards him, trying not to slip on the icy ground.

He looked at her in a surprised manner, as she stopped in front of him. His eyes widened when he saw her lacy panties.

"I am so sorry." She gasped. "Please don't go. I…"

"Leave you?" He chuckled, as he reached into his coat pocket. "I was buying you a new diary. I can see the old one is worn out and now that I am a completely changed man, I thought you would like to start afresh."

Emma smiled at him widely, and he returned it.

"I'm sorry for everything, lass. What you wrote about me was completely right. I was an arrogant jackass and you didn't deserve the way I treated you, at all."

Emma nodded. "Well, I did some things to you which were pretty inexcusable as well. I'm sorry."

Killian went to reply, but Emma stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.

Killian dropped the diary in his hands, and pulled her closer, wrapping his long coat around her, making sure she was warm and her backside not pry to onlookers.

The snow continued to fall around them and Emma pulled back. Killian chuckled as he took his coat off and wrapped it around her, before bending down to pick up the diary.

"Come on, darling. Let's get you home."

Once back inside the apartment, Emma went straight back to her bedroom and grabbed the old diary. Killian watched as she ripped all the pages out, before throwing them in the fire and binning the leather casing.

"I don't think those things of you now." She whispered. "I haven't for a couple of months."

Killian smiled as he handed her the new diary. "I always liked you lass, I just wasn't good at expressing my feelings and trying to show how much I like you."

Emma chuckled as she pushed him back on the bed, straddling his lap. "Well, just so you know from now on, being a jerk isn't the best way."

Killian smiled as she lent down to kiss him, his member already hardening.

26TH January, 2015

I'm in love with Killian Jones.