Here you are, my darlings! I hope it was worth the wait!
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The whole process of getting Killian's heart out from within his chest was a simple one - She had found out that having your heart taken from you voluntarily tended to have much less pain for the person whom's not-so-vital organ is getting taken out of them. And it tended to wear less on Emma's guilt for doing this whole thing when all he was doing was staring into her green orbs, focusing on her lashes and not allowing any possible cringes to escape. Occasionally she would glance up to see how he was doing pain-wise when she'd just find him drilling a hole into her head, eyes wide and pupils tiny on his azure iris.
After about half a minute the whole process was done, and the saviour was now holding the heart of the man in front of him, the object bright red with tiny splotches of black, evidence of his less-than-saintly past. The male had flushed and looked down at his boots when she frowned at them, obviously not very pleased, his jaw clenched. But Emma merely just gave him a gentle, reassuring smile, planting a soft kiss on his lips before raising the heart, inspecting the organ with obvious interest. Out of the corner of her eye, she could spot Killian staring at it ( Or was it her? ), wishing he could just grab it from her hands and demand her to put it back inside his chest.
" Alright, let's give this a test run, shall we? " Emma murmured, then raised the beating heart up to a couple of inches away from her lips, eyes locked onto the pirate's face. " Testing. " She said into the heart, lacking any better word than the original, and a grin split on her face when he repeated the word. " Testing. " He rumbled, then frowned. She had to bite back a laugh of glee, obviously pleased with herself. " Stand up. " She commanded, and he did just that, standing rather abruptly with his hand and hook by his side.
" Walk around the couch. " She continued, and he heeded her commands with an annoyed whine, glaring daggers at her as she laughed, throwing her head back and giggling to the ceiling above. " It's not funny. " He grumbled, sitting back down. " That's my heart you have there, remember Swan. " Killian pursed his lips, then said nothing more at a glare from Emma. The blonde suddenly stood up. " Let's get this show on the road! Come on, we're going to have some fun. " She gave a wolfish grin, with he returned.
" What sort of fun, love? " He rumbled, and she just rolled her eyes. " Men. " She murmured into the heart without quite realising it, and gave a jolt as she heard the word repeated from behind her, followed by an annoyed huff. Emma chuckled quietly to herself, leading the way down the steps and out into the outside world.
Emma and Killian stood at the corner of the block with the clocktower, gazing at Granny's and the owner of the diner standing outside, setting up a sign with the specials listed on it. She gave a low chuckle as an idea sprouted in her mind, and he blinked at her in alarm, not liking that evil little laugh. " What are you thinking, Swan? " He asked her slowly, tensing. His heart was in the satchel that was strung over her shoulder, and she reached in to curl her fingers around the organ. He squirmed at the ticklish feeling that it inflicted, but otherwise covered the action.
" I'm thinking... " She began, emerald gaze locked on the older woman that was still doing her thing, blissfully unaware of the two that were standing across the road. Killian's gaze widened to comical proportions, opening his mouth to object as realisation dawned on him, but she quickly raised the heart to her lips and began speaking commands into it, her face lighting up faintly with the soft glow of the enchantment. " Go over to Granny. " She smirked as his feet began to move, and he twisted himself around so he was walking backwards, unable to stop the movement but still able to turn to speak to her.
" Please, Swan, no... " He began begging, shooting her a puppy look, but the blonde merely raised a hand and twiddled her fingers in a girly little wave. He gave a huff, realising he couldn't get out of this, and began walking normally over to the patron of the diner who had glanced up, realising that the pirate had begun heading over to her. Through the heart, she could hear his heavy sigh as he finally reached the older ex-werewolf, who had her hands on her hips.
" What do you want, Hook? " She snapped, impatient as ever, and Emma's lips curled into a mischievous smirk. She raised the heart to her lips and began speaking, watching his mouth move as hers did, a copy of her actions. " Oh, Granny, I thought we had more than such greetings." He sighed in a wistful voice, mentally slapping himself for accepting this idea from his Swan.
The grey-haired woman's eyes widened in annoyance. " Get on with it, pirate. "
" I.. Well, I was just going to ask you out on a date. " He replied, voice laced with innocence, and she just shook her head. " Oh, don't you play games with me, boy. "
" Oh, but love, I'm being quite serious. Eight o'clock, Saturday night, I'll meet you out here. I can cook. " He shot her a playful wink, and Granny subconsciously smoothed out her puffed top. " Well, I can do that. " She replied nonchalantly, and began to bustle around, trying to look busy. " I'll see you then, darling. " He cooed, then turned around and began walking back to Emma, who was curled up on the pavement, screeching in laughter that she was struggling to quieten. When he reached her, he gave a heavy sigh and gazed at the sky.
" Gods give me strength. "
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