A/N: Follow on from Hero of Choice
Emma wasn't sure when Killian had shared his new favourite movie with her father. They had developed quite the friendship...bromance was the word she and Mary Margaret liked to throw around when they felt like stirring them up...and there was no doubt a manly movie marathon had been on the cards at some point.
Her father almost tipping over his barstool at The Rabbit Hole and facing down Killian, arm outstretched, over some petty disagreement was a dead giveaway.
And then came the undeniable proof.
"DANCE OFF BRO!"
Within seconds David was body rolling and attempting what looked like a moonwalk.
And Emma was torn between hiding under her stool in embarrassment and filming the lot on her phone for posterity.
(Concrete evidence was the winner...she was in law enforcement after all.)
To Killian's credit, he kept his composure. Standing quietly, he eyed his mate carefully, one eyebrow arched and the ghost of a smirk across his lips.
He let David continue. Then without a word, he knocked out a perfectly poised Running Man, never taking his eyes off his opponent.
David's face crumbled.
"Let's go, Swan. The dance off is over."
With a grin at her father, Emma took Killian's arm and they headed out into the night.