A/N: Apparently this one-shot collection is happening now, so please enjoy and thank you to everyone for your wonderful reviews, they are great motivation.
Based on the prompt: 'wait...are you jealous?'

It had been two months since Killian Jones first kissed Emma Swan in the employees parking lot at Disney World Florida, and he could safely say they had been the best two months of his life.
Nobody before had made him laugh until his stomach hurt, make him smile until his face ached, make him kiss like it's the freakin' apocalypse and every time is the last time.

She was his last thought when he went to bed and his first when he woke in the morning.

Their colleagues thought it was adorable; the story of their meeting infamous not just amongst the cast but the rollercoaster operators, tour guides and restaurant workers. Regina thought it was ridiculous, but everyone saw the secret smiles she cast their way whenever Emma and Killian were being, what she referred to as, 'nauseatingly sweet.'
The couple didn't mind though, working together and being together was as easy as breathing. They had a connection, a spark, that hadn't existed in any of their previous relationships,which made the one that they had so special.

So yeah, Killian Jones was pretty damn happy. He got to live with his best mate, made himself a new family with the people he worked with doing a job that he adored, and got to spend every day with the woman who was well on her way to making him fall completely and irrevocably in love with her.
However, it was after these two months of bliss, that Killian got a cold dose of reality.

~E&K~

Killian pulled into his designated space in the lot; David having taken his own car from whichever hotel he'd been sharing with Mary-Margaret the night before, unbuckling his seatbelt and glancing around for the yellow bug or blue station wagon that would house his Swan. He noticed the bright VW in it's usual place, but unusually, the driver was not waiting beside it to greet him as they had done every morning for the past eight weeks.

Pushing down his lingering sense of disappointment, Killian slammed the door on his jeep (possibly far more aggressively than was necessary) and trudged slowly across the asphalt to the dressing rooms.

Practically all the guys were there, in various stages of getting ready, and they all seemed to notice Killian's sour mood as he dropped his bag heavily onto the bench by his locker.
"Rough night buddy?" Asked David, earning a non-committal grunt in response.
"Probably Emma keeping him up," teased Eric, followed by hooting and hollering from the rest.

"Why does every conversation we have, have to revolve around Emma Swan!" Killian suddenly yelled, causing all of them to fall silent.
"Jeez Jones," muttered Philip, "What's got your panties in a twist?"
"It's nothing," Killian replied, yanking on his costume, wanting nothing more than to get away from the guys, "Can we just leave it?"
"Probably due to the fact that his lady love wasn't there to stick her tongue down his throat this morning," said Will, sidling up to nudge him in the ribs, "Seriously mate, she had to get sick of you eventually, it was only a matter of time."

He'd had enough.
Chucking his clothes into his locker and making sure he looked somewhat presentable, Killian talked out of the room, shoulder checking Will as he went.
"Great job Scarlet, nice one," said David, after the door had banged behind his best friend, "You know as well as any of us that he has issues with being enough for someone in relationship. He told you about Milah, his brother, his father; and you think it's a good idea to tell him Emma doesn't want him?"
"I didn't think, I-"
"No, you didn't. You better damn well apologise later Scarlet, or I swear to God."

~E&K~

Killian was making his way over to the first spot of the day, hoping beyond hope that Emma was there so he could find out why she hadn't been by her car earlier. However, before he arrived, he was intercepted by Regina and someone dressed as Rapunzel who certainly wasn't Emma.
"Mr. Jones, you remember Ana. She will be filling in for Miss Swan today."
"Why? Where's Emma? Is she-"
"Miss Swan was specially requested to show someone around the park today. The man who will be temporarily replacing Philip while he goes on paternity leave for a few months in order to be there for Aurora."
"And Emma-"
"Miss Swan will be back in her normal role tomorrow, but for today you are working with Ana, is that clear Mr. Jones?"
"Crystal," he muttered as Regina marched away.

It wasn't that he didn't like Ana; it's just that Will's on again off again girlfriend was, despite occasionally being wonderful, often a complete bitch. The cast princesses needed to be sweet and delightful, enough to win over the hearts of the children and their parents, Ana just didn't have that spark. She was nice enough, but there was this cold edge to it that Killian witnessed throughout the day.

Her hugs were awkward, her smiles forced, pictures taken unwillingly. It was up to him to do damage control when she wouldn't kiss a little girl who showed signs of having a slight cold. Killian bent down and after a nod from her father hoisted the child into his arms.
"Now then," he said in a conspiratorial whisper, "Don't you worry about Rapunzel, she's been feeling a bit off recently because we heard Mother Gothel was around."
The girl gasped in horror, "No. Flynn what are you going to do."
"I don't know yet, but I tell you what, I could use another brave little princess on my side. Do you think you could help me out?" She nodded vigorously, "I need you to keep an eye out for Mother Gothel today, and if you see anything, you tell one of the other princes or princesses and make sure they deliver the message on to Flynn Rider, okay?"

The little girl beamed up at him as if he was the best thing since sliced bread.
"I'll do it Flynn. I hope Rapunzel gets better."
"He too sweetheart," he whispered, "me too. How about a picture before you go?"
Killian smiled at the camera before placing her back on the ground with a kiss to her cheek that made the girl giggle as she waved and skipped away.
It was as he raised himself back to his full height, that he noticed his audience across the way.

Emma was standing across the street, dressed in her casual day clothes, but with the staff lanyard around her neck. She was smiling at him in the way that made his heart flutter and his stomach flip. Although it was short lived.
So caught up in finally seeing her, he had failed to notice the guy by her side.
Philip's replacement was quick to glance his way and then snatch up Emma's attention, saying something close to her ear that made her laugh. It was the full bodied laugh that she usually reserved only for him, along with the brilliant but shy flash of teeth that followed.

Killian felt the pull in his gut as the guy lead Emma away, her leaving without a backwards glance. It was all too much. The feeling of dread that began to sweep over his body like a tsunami that he couldn't hold back. The spark of jealousy that fuelled his doubt.
Was two months of happiness all that he was destined to have, was the world about to pull the rug out from under him yet again. He didn't think he could handle it if the answer was yes, if this guy, this stranger, was about to jump in and take the woman he loved away from him.

These thoughts encompassed him so much, that he barely noticed the small boy who was tugging at his sleeve expectantly. He tried to engage, tried desperately to full back into his character, but it was impossible. His breathing was becoming laboured, his clothes suddenly feeling too tight and the sun too hot.
He would often recall how grateful he was in that moment for the arrival of Ruby Lucas. She had been given the task of collecting them and leading them off to have lunch, so it fell to her to deal with the crowd, meaning all Killian had to do was smile and wave until they were out of sight.

"Jones breath," Ruby said the second they were in a designated staff area, away from the crowd, "I thought you were gonna pass out for a second, take deep breaths okay, just copy me; in through the nose out through the mouth."
He managed to match her eventually, so very glad that Ana had stalked off without bothering to check on what was happening to him.
"You okay?" Red asked, the concern in her voice evident. She was one of Emma's house mates and had struck up quite the friendship with Killian since they started working together.
"I'm-" the sentence 'I'm fine', got lodged in his throat, "Has...has Emma- never mind."
"Has Emma what?" Ruby asked, but he just shook his head and lead the way off towards where lunch was being served.

~E&K~

He felt a lot calmer than before, sat at his usual table with David on his right, Mary-Margaret across from her boyfriend and Ruby and Elsa just beyond. The space in front of him was empty, waiting to be filled by is usual occupant; its occupant who had just entered the room.
Killain watched closely as she picked out her food, grilled cheese as normal. He muttered 'onion rings' quietly to himself when the guy (the one who made her laugh) placed fries on her plate without asking.

David's fingers snapping in front of his face drew him back into the table's conversation, so that he almost didn't notice her presence; almost.
"Everyone this is Neal, he'll be taking over for Philip if he gets the Queen's mark of approval; Neal this is Ruby, Elsa, Mary-Margaret, David and Killian."
Neal spared them all half a glance, not even bothering to say hello before turning to Emma and saying, "Seems pretty crowded here Ems, we should sit somewhere else, unless-" he turned to Killian, "You look like you're practically done," he still had half a plate of food, "Maybe you wouldn't mind moving so me and Ems can sit with her friends."

There was a beat of silence that seemed to reverberate around the room; the harsh intake of David's breath about to break it as he went to presumably lay into the newcomer about manners...but Killian beat him to it.
Pushing his chair back, not caring about how loud the screech was in the sudden silence, he grabbed his plate, dumped the contents in the trash and started towards the exit.
"Hey Ems, where you going?" he heard over his shoulder, his heart thudding at the thought that Emma had chosen to come after him, but there were no extra set of footsteps coming towards him when he paused slightly, no call from her to ask him to wait. There was nothing but the ongoing silence of the lunch room behind him.
Taking a shuddering breath and trying to keep his shoulders back rather than letting them hunch forwards, Killian left his colleagues, the family he thought he had but obviously who didn't care enough to follow.

~E&K~

The rest of the day was hard.
He wanted so desperately to please the people who had queued for god know how long to meet him, he wanted to make their day a hundred times better than the one he was having, he wanted them to experience the wonder he had felt on his first day. But it was difficult; even that was an understatement. Killian Jones had built himself quite the reputation as the parks Flynn Rider, people flocked to him hoping for the same spark that was raved about online, and he tried to give it to them, even though he knew he was falling short.
Judging by the smiles, the visitors didn't notice, for which he was glad; but Ruby had been hovering for a lot of the afternoon and he could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't buying it.

What he wanted, needed even, was to talk to Emma. He had to know what was going on.
If this was going to be the end of them, he wanted to find out sooner rather than later, knowing it would take a long while to put his heart back together this time.
Fate seemed willing, just this once, to grant his wish.

He was prepping himself for the parade when someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey," Emma said once he'd turned to face her.
"Hey," he replied, not sure what else there was to say.
"Just thought I'd drop in and say hi before heading up to the balcony with Neal."
"Hm," was the only response he could come up with, the tension between them becoming more and more palpable.
"Figured we should get the best view you know, Robin's romance spot and all."
"I'm sure he'll love that."
He didn't recognise his own voice, the venom dripping from his tongue as he spat the words from between his teeth. It was obviously noticeable, as Emma took a half step back.

"What's wrong Kil?"
The use of the nickname that she had bestowed upon him, brought the rage he had been filling in the pit of his stomach come boiling to the surface.
"Nothing to concern yourself with Miss Swan, I'm sure you need to get going, wouldn't want to keep Neal waiting too long for you."
"Wait...Killian...are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous Emma? What reason do I have to be jealous of a man who makes you laugh and smile in a manner that you usually save for me, what reason do I have to be jealous of the guy who whispers things in your ear that make you giggle. Why would I possibly be jealous of the man who calls you 'Ems' and who with a few words can make you forget about me and lead you back to him. Why would I be jealous of the man who said with such confidence that you wanted to be with him and your friends, forcing me from my place because clearly something made him believe that I wasn't included in that. So to answer your question, no, I am not jealous of the man you have chosen to replace me with."
"Killian I-"
"It was a good run while it lasted Miss. Swan, and at least now I know that two months was all I was ever meant to have with you seeing as clearly I was nothing more than a fling to fill your time and warm your bed until someone new came along. If you don't mind, I have a parade to get to."

He left her standing there. He didn't look back because he didn't want her to see the tears in his eyes, the ones that were clearly noticeable as Regina pressed a Kleenex into his hand with a gentle smile before directing him onto his float.
The parade was a blur of bright colours, loud music and even louder screams from the crowd. He put himself on auto-pilot, waving and smiling, smiling and waving, back and forth over and over again. He studiously ignored the balcony as it came up, determinedly not glancing up to where she would be, knowing she would see through the mask he had put on.
Regina met him once more at the end with instructions to head to Robin's office and in that moment Killian knew for sure that he was getting fired.
Dragging his feet, he made his way slowly to the building, pulling open the door to face Robin...only it wasn't his manager waiting.

Emma was stood leaning against the desk, although, the moment he entered the room, she pushed off and ran across the space between them to fling her arms around his neck.
"I'm so sorry," she mumbled into the hollow of his throat, "I'm so sorry."
The tremor in her voice was enough for him to surrender and wrap her in his embrace, with one hand in her hair and the other securely around her waist. She tightened her grip before sliding back to look him in the eye;
"Neal he- he was my boyfriend when I was seventeen. He was a troublemaker and nearly got me arrested, but he was the first person to really love me, at least that's what I thought. He wasn't good to me, he forced me into things I didn't want but I was too blind to see it until I almost went to jail for a crime he committed. I didn't see him after that until today, he took off to who know where. Anyway, he was looking for work, applied here and found out about me and made sure that I had to give him the tour. I played at being nice because I didn't know what his game was, I faked it through the whole day until I could be alone with Regina and tell her that she couldn't hire him. I could see you hurting but I couldn't do anything and I'm so sorry. You're not just a fling or someone to warm my bed, you mean more to me than you'll ever know Killian Jones."

"I thought...I thought you were leaving me, that I wasn't enough."
"Oh Killian," she said, cupping his face in both hands, "You are more than enough, I love you."
"You do?" He asked, stunned.
"More than anything."
"I love you too."
Emma used her grip on his face to tug him down and collide their lips together. There was a beat before he responded, but then he was pulling her tighter against his body, moulding them together and tilting her head for better access.

Regina didn't hire Neal, she hired someone named August Booth instead and he had a thing for guys so it was all good.

A/N: So there we are, much more angsty than I thought it would be but I don't preplan anything so what comes to mind at the time is what goes on the page. I hope you enjoyed anyway and will stay tuned for whatever else springs to mind for the Disney cast.