This kind of developed a life of its own. It's the first modern AU thingy I've ever written. :)
Prompt: "You fell asleep in my car!"
"You fell asleep in my car! I tried to wake you, but you were completely out. I had no choice but to bring you." Emma explained, voice hushed and just a tiny bit accusing.
"Well, you should've tried harder!" Killian put on a fake pout, grumpily looking around the room full of well-dressed strangers. He felt much like the odd one out in his dark skinny jeans and black leather jacket. Even Emma had changed after they'd arrived, wearing a red dress that was probably worth more than his car - not that it was a really new or expensive car, but still.
"It's not so bad, though, is it? I've meant to introduce you to my parents for months. At least this way they can't yell at me." Emma said with a small smile, gently nudging his arm.
Killian gave her an incredulous look. "If you trick me into something like this, with a bunch of uptight, rich people, then the least you could do is give me something proper to wear. Everyone's staring at me."
"Oh, but what fun would that be? Also, I like you just the way you are."
Smiling affectionately, Emma leaned in to press a kiss against his lips.
"I'm not sure your parents will agree." He whispered as she pulled away again and Emma let out a deep sigh.
"I don't care. I like you because you're you. You're genuine. You understand me like no one else does." She grinned a little. "And you have a great voice, like, a really, really great voice. I'm in for this and I want you to remember that, Killian."
Now it was Killian's turn to sigh. He reached up to cup Emma's cheek in his hand.
"I know. And I am, too. I suppose I just want your parents to like me… even though I'm not royal or rich or in any way important."
Emma smiled. "You are important to me."
She covered his hand on her cheek with her own, pulling it away and squeezing it gently, eyes locked on his.
"Look, my parents probably didn't exactly want me to fall in love with the very handsome, guitar-playing lead singer of a band called The Jolly Rogers that goes under the nickname of Hook - but I wanted to. And that's all that matters, isn't it?"
A smile appeared on Killian's face and he tilted his head, practially beaming at Emma, who only just realized what she'd said. She blushed slighty, averting her gaze. But Killian stepped closer and touched her chin, tilting her head back up and meeting her eyes.
"So, you're in love with me?" he asked softly, with slightly teasing tone in his voice. "I didn't know that."
"Guess I am." Emma murmured, closing her eyes.
Killian kissed her then, softly and lovingly, whisperings against her lips, "Good. Because I am pretty certain that I am hopelessly in love with you, Swan."
Emma smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I'll never get rid of that nickname, will I?"
Killian shook his head, chuckling quietly. "No. Never."
"Emma?" A female voice interrupted them, prompting them to pull apart. Emma was still smiling when she faced her mother.
"Mom." She grabbed Killian's hand. "Meet my boyfriend."