12. perfectly insufferable

Prompt: "Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

A/N: A tiny fic of ridiculous future fluff.

''Killian? Where are you going?''

They'd just finished up the dishes and Emma was drying her hands on the towel in the kitchen. She was looking over her shoulder at Killian, who had been in the process of putting on his leather jacket when she called him.

''Oh, my apologies love, I forgot to tell you about the guy's night out with Dave.'' He flashed her a casual grin. Would it be odd to say that her fearsome pirate seemed almost giddy at the prospect of spending time with her father? Because really, there was no other way to describe his mood.

''Again? You two have been spending a lot of time together lately.'' She walked over to him and fixed his collar, her attention solely focused on the piece of clothing and just how much of his skin it didn't cover. You'd swear he had a personal vendetta against buttons.

''Well yeah, we like to throw a couple of darts and have a drink. Of course he's terrible at both.'' His grin widened, both at her close proximity and at his own joke. ''Especially when he's had the slightest bit of alcohol before his attempts at making the dart land anywhere near the board. However, I do believe our nights out have raised his tolerance to rum. He barely even grimaces anymore after a sip from my flask.''

''Glad to hear it.'' She deadpanned with an eye roll, just barely suppressing a chuckle. He sounded so damn proud.

''Wait a minute...'' She stopped fidgeting with the collar that refused to cooperate. It sounded like he'd just had an epiphany. Emma couldn't even begin to guess what he had apparently realized, but the lights dancing behind his eyes hinted at it being of a less than serious nature.

''Are you jealous?'' His teasing voice and triumphant smirk made her let out an unladylike snort. Really? That was his groundbreaking discovery?

''My love, you needn't worry. Your father may be a grand mate, but don't forget that I am after all a married man.''

Oh god, he was perfectly insufferable. Was one person spouting dad jokes in her family not enough?

He pulled her into a hug while she laughed and smacked him on the chest, which was not an easy task considering the tightness of their embrace. His low chuckles vibrated through their bodies, and he was enjoying his own humor just a little too much.

Did she really marry this idiot?