(A/N: HERE YOU GO! *THROWS CHAPTER IN FACE AND RUNS OFF*)
Warnings: Minor swearing.
Disclaimer: I don't own OUAT or anything you recognise. :/
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"No, Emma! I'm not doing it!" Killian yelled obstinately, though his smile and laughing in the middle of his sentences said otherwise. Emma laughed in return. "Oh come on, what's the worst that could happen?"
"I could DIE!"
"Drama queen!" The blonde pouted teasingly. Giving up her 'act', she pushed his shoulder lightly with her woolly glove-clad hand. "It'll be fun!" A little snowflake sat on the tip of her nose cutely, making Killian chuckle and wipe it off with his fingers. Emma watched him do it, adorably squinting at his touch of her nose. "Fine, you win. But you have to promise me that you and your friends aren't going to potentially smother me in snow, alright?"
"Meh, we'll try." Emma's group of friends approached them, holding varied sizes of snowballs and wearing massive grins. Ruby tsked mock-disappointedly. "Now come on, is the game gonna start or are we just going to stand here?"
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All that could be seen between them were white blurs of fury. Not even the little ice castle forts they'd made survived through the little snow war.
Killian saw a screaming Mary Margeret throwing bombs of snow over to their side, hurriedly looking over his shoulder to quickly deflect another snowball from hitting a surprised Ashley's face with his glove. She wheezed in shock, looking up at him. "Thanks." He nodded busily to turn back and face his competitors.
Killian crouched down to lean against the undestroyed piece of snow to safely reach down to the icy ground filled with the soft frozen vapour to quickly build a ball shape in his glove and eventually sent it flying over his shoulder. Bending low against the snow fort once more, a loud scream confirming that his snowball had met his target. He chuckled, entertained with his success. Emma, a furious expression on her face, roared and tumbled over to their enemy's fort Mission-Impossible style. Killian was surprised by her boldness, and felt inclined to come with her, despite his teammates obvious attempts to cohere the group once more.
They rolled their eyes and shared a knowing look. Typical Emma and Killian moment. They always stuck together, and nothing stopped their stubborn attitude about it.
The two concealed behind the opposite team's fort, they glanced at each other, smirking, silently counting off the seconds until their already-genius plan despite it only been thought of just then. They seemed to read each other's mind anyway, so it was completely normal for them.
And then they leaped right into their enemy's fold.
But essentially no-one stood a chance. They moved too quickly, and were, essentially, vicious.
Killian dared a clothesline to Whale with his good arm, while Emma tripped a confused Anna. Any player down for more than five seconds was out, sending them away to the frosty sidewalk. There were only two players from the opposite team left - Regina and Archie.
Well, it was obvious to Emma, Killian and most likely the rest of their team that Archie would be an easy attack; in fact, they were shooting at him now, and, yeah, now he was out.
But as for Regina...
"Bring it on, bitches." She growled menacingly. Apparently she was taking the game as seriously as they were.
It was obvious to them that she wasn't going to go without a fight.
But she did anyway.
Like seriously, not even she could withstand after an entire team was shooting at her. She was a sore loser about it, but she knew it was a well played game, and even went so far as to ask Killian and Emma about their common thinking and strategy. Regina was a good player, though, they admired her for that, at least.
Meanwhile they cheered a victory cheer (which Victor felt somewhat ironic since he lost. And his team automatically shunned him for his bad puns and hipster-ness) and the losing team were paying for the pizza. Overly excited from their success, Emma squealed and jump-hugged Killian.
Well, that was what she was planning for, anyway.
The only thing she achieved was tackling him to the ground, Killian groaning slightly in pain of his recent injury and honest surprise. The two gasping with laughter from shock, most likely, Emma stood her hands on either side of Killian so that she no longer lay on his chest.
After their laughter subsided, all that was left was an awkward silence, save for their friend's quiet chatter. They were forced to stare into each other from this strange position, yet... didn't exactly want to? It was a questionable feeling, but even so, Emma blushed a pretty pink, Killian a barely-there, faint in the small amount of sunlight trailing through the clouds, a rare occurrence in Storybrooke.
"Uh, E-Emma-" Killian mumbled half-heartedly, looking to the side embarrassedly.
Her eyes widened in realisation.
"O-Oh, y-yeah. Sorry." She flipped herself over to the right of him, being careful to not lie on his arm or anything. They refrained from sighing.
And so it seemed that, despite patching up their friendship after the New Year incident, things couldn't be completely done and over with. They'd have to face a number of challenges and, essentially, more awkward moments like these, they'd figure out.
But they'd know, also, that this would have to go through it all... together.
And they wouldn't have it any other way.
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(A/N: Ah, this chapter was fun, despite writing it when I haven't played in snow in AGES, so I thought of how it would feel realistically if I had. And I got real angry since FANFICTION WOULDN'T LET ME SAVE AND I LOST ALL OF MY PROGRESS.
GRR. ;P;
Anyhow, yes, I know, I'm back one or two updates, but I've been real stressed out lately, so please forgive me.)
Wish me luck to write the next chapter of...
~ Looking After You ~