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Knock, knock . Killian waited impatiently outside of the Charming’s house. Typical. The only time he actually wants them to open the door, they don’t. It was freezing out. They were getting closer and closer to Christmas, which he loved, however, he was stuck outside in nothing but a thin jumper. Knock, knock. He heard voices, yet they still weren’t answering the door. The baby was coming up to one year old now, how time had flown. Roger, their puppy, was still growing and didn’t look ready to stop either. He was taller than Hook, but not as big Nana. Not yet anyway. Killian rubbed his hands together and went to swear-
“Killian! Come in!” Beamed David. The warm air hit him straight away, the faint smell of cookies wafted up his nose. “Were you out there long?” He looked stressed, looking after a young baby probably had that effect on people.
“No, not really. Just cold, that’s all.” Killian smiled nervously.
“Emma not with you?” He asked, clearing space on the couch.
“Urm, no. Just me, I’m afraid.” He sat down on the empty space. “Are you busy? I can come back later.”
“No, don’t be silly. Let me just Leo down for his nap.” Killian nodded. “Kids, who’d have ‘em.” David chuckled as he left the room.
“Hmmm.”
Killian inspected the room he was alone in. It was covered in baby clothes and toys. Babies did certainly look like a lot of effort. He wasn’t even sure if Emma wanted a child. Maybe they should talk about it. He did like the idea of being a father. Plus, they had been together for a while now. He certainly knew he would never leave her.
“Killian?” He was pulled out of his thoughts. “You okay?”
“Urm, yeah.”
“So, how can I help you? I hope you’re not asking me to go to a game anytime soon. Sort of got my hands full.” He chuckled.
“I gathered. No, actually. I’m here to talk to you about Emma.”
“Is she okay?”
“Yeah, she’s fine. I just want to know what you would think… if I… urm…”
“Come on, out with it.” Laughed David. “Time is money, pal.”
“Sorry.” He chuckled nervously. “How do you think Emma would react if I proposed?”
David certainly wasn’t expecting that. He blinked a few times, then smiled.
“You want to propose?”
“Yes.”
“Wow, Killian. This is fantastic.” He got pulled into a large hug.
“Yes, but will Emma think so?”
“Course she will! She loves you.”
“I know that, but is it a bit too fast?”
“Killian, you’ve been together for over two years now. Ask her, before I ask her for you myself.” He laughed.
“At least I know you’re okay with it.”
“Well, I guess I’ve warmed to you. I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry. Don’t let Mar know, unless you want the surprise ruined.” He warned him.
“Thanks, Dave. See you soon.”
“Next time I see you, I want a ring on Emma’s finger.”
“She has to say ‘yes’ first, mate.”
“Oh, she will.”
The cold air hit Killian as soon as he stepped outside, he really didn’t think his outfit through. His car had taken a turn for the worse in the winter months. His apartment wasn’t far away, but it was enough in this cold. Ping .
Where are you, handsome? Expected you to be at home when I got back. Roger has been sick. Xx
Bloody hell. I’ve been gone half an hour. Thought he would be okay. Coming home soon, promise. Xx
You best be. I’ve not seen you in a week. Thought you’d done a runner on me. Xx
Never. Xx
Killian walked as quickly as he could, though the slippy pavements weren’t helping him. He got to their door and walked in. Emma was mopping up the sick.
“Sorry, love. I just had to nip out.”
“Kil, it’s freezing out. Where are your layers?” She rolled her eyes.
“I didn’t go far.”
“Where have you been?” She finished mopping up and washed her hands. Roger bounded over to him, no indication of him being ill. The two older dogs were sat by the fire.
“Just to see some friends for a sec.” She walked over and pressed a kiss to his lips. His hand went to her waist, her t-shirt rose up and skin connected with skin.
“Jesus, Killian. You’re freezing.” He chuckled. “It’s not funny. You seriously need to wear a coat or you’ll get sick.”
“Calm down, Swan. I promise I didn’t think I’d be that long.”
“I don’t care. I have some work to do, you alright sorting dinner?” He nodded.
“Hey, we okay?”
“Yeah, I just wished you’d look after yourself better.”
“I’m sorry. I promise next time I will wear my coat.”
“Good. Get cooking, I’m starving.” She smiled.
The two were at the table. The dogs sat patiently waiting for any leftovers.
“I don’t know why they sit here, they know it goes in their bowl.” Sighed Emma.
“Hmm, me either.” He gave an accusing look.
“Are you saying I feed them?”
“Not from here, but you give them a cheeky biscuit when you think I’m not looking.” He smirked.
“I do not.”
“Yes, you do. That’s why they beg here as well.”
“Well… you do it too.”
He raised his hands, “I know, but I can’t resist. It’s their eyes.”
“Well, you’d be an easy target if we had kids.” She chuckled, not realising the weight of her statement.
“Do you wants kids?” He asked.
“Oh, Kil. That’s not what I meant.” She giggled, resting her hand on his. “I don’t want to freak you.”
“I’m not freaked. I just want to know if you want kids.”
“Urm, well… I didn’t think I did. However, now I am more inclined to want them.” She smiled.
“Really?”
“Not yet. But, in the future. It might be nice.” He beamed at her. “I take it by that smile, you think the same?”
“I’ve always wanted to be a father, even more so now I’m with you.”
“I’ll bear that in mind.” She took a bite of food. “Mm, this is delicious, Kil.” His mind wandered, surely if she was considering wanting kids with him she would say yes to a proposal? It gave him the push he needed.
Killian was looking around town, he had to buy the perfect ring for Emma. He knew the kind of jewellery she liked, nice but simple. She only really wore jewellery that meant something to her. She preferred white gold, he knew that. There were so many nice rings in the shop, this was going to be an impossible task.
“Hello, sir. Can I help you with anything?” A friendly woman approached him.
“I need an engagement ring.” He scratched his neck.
“Ah, I believe I can help you with that. What does the lucky woman like? Is she an extravagant woman?”
“Oh not at all. I think she’ll want something simple. I like the look of that one.” He smiled. It was a white gold ring, with a diamond embedded in a heart.
“Very good choice, sir. That would be six hundred dollars.” He nodded. How would he explain to Emma that he had to spend that amount of money without her being suspicious? Maybe he should just propose as soon as possible.
“Killian?” He froze when he heard Emma’s voice behind him. He gave a knowing look to the shop assistant. Emma approached him and kissed him cheek. “What are you doing in here?”
“Oh, David asked me to check something out for Mary-Margaret.”
“I have it right here, sir.” Smiled the woman. She took a necklace out of a box and showed them both. This woman was saving his life.
“Wow, that’s a lovely gift from David.” Smiled Emma. “Mar would love that.”
“What are you doing in here, my love?”
“Just looking for something to get you for Christmas.” She smiled. “Are you picking that up for David?”
“Oh, no. He just wanted my opinion.”
“Well, it’s lovely. I’ll let him know he should go with it.”
“No! Don’t.”
“Why?” She laughed. “What’s wrong?”
“It was supposed to be between us men. We wanted to show you girls we could do something right. Please, Emma. Don’t let him know you know.”
“Alright, alright, babe. Calm down. You seem on edge today.” She giggled, taking his hand. “You were gone early.”
“I had jobs to do, you know? So what were you looking at getting me?” He chuckled.
“I’m not telling you that.” She hit him playfully. “You’ll have to wait until Christmas day.”
“That’s ages away.”
“It’s next week, Kil. Don’t be ridiculous. Anyway, I’ve got things to do. I’ll see you at home.” She reached up and kissed him quickly then left the shop. He let out a big sigh.
“You are my saviour.” He smiled.
“Not the first time that has happened. She seems lovely, and I’m sure she’ll say yes.” Beamed the woman.
“I hope so. I’ll take that ring, please.”
It was Christmas morning, Killian had it all planned out. Today was the day he was going to propose. He had managed to throw Emma off the scent with his story about David. He had also helped David get the perfect present for Mary-Margaret as he actually did end up buying the necklace for her.
Emma was snuggled into the crook of his neck, she offered no indication of waking up just yet, not that he minded. He could stay like this forever with her. The ring was where it needed to be and in just a few hours, hopefully they would be engaged.
“Merry Christmas.” She murmured into him. He pulled her in closer to him and kissed her head.
“Merry Christmas, love.”
“What time is it?”
“About nine.”
“I guess you’ll be wanting to get up soon?” Her voice was still groggy and she hadn’t yet opened her eyes.
“I think I can stay here a little while longer, just for you.” He smiled into her hair. “Though I think the dogs will need a stretch soon.”
“Hmm, can we have ten more minutes?”
“Anything for you on Christmas, darling.” She fell back asleep in his arms. Ten minutes passed too quickly for him, but he did need to let the dogs out. He removed her from his embrace, complaints ensued. “I won’t be long. Why don’t you get up soon and make us both some coffee?” He suggested.
“We’ll see.” She rolled onto his side of the bed and burrowed beneath the covers. He chuckled at her.
Christmas day was so far successful. They had exchanged gifts. Emma had bought him a new watch, some socks, a fancy bottle of rum, and a new coat. He took the hint from that one. He had bought her some new books which she had been asking for, a new scarf, and a dressing gown she wanted. Not that she would use it. She always used his. However, her biggest present was yet to be revealed.
Emma was decorating some gingerbread that she had made. This year they had decided that they would cook dinner for Mary-Margaret, David and Leo. Killian came behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist then snuggled into her neck. A bright smile spread across her face.
“Can I help you?” She giggled, piping some icing onto a gingerbread man that resembled him.
“Can I have a nibble?” He kissed her cheek, which was covered in icing. “Mmm.”
“No. They’re not ready.”
“Come on, let me have some. Let me have my hand. Then it’ll be really realistic.” He chuckled.
“Killian!” She laughed. “Alright, only because you guilt tripped me.”
“Can I decorate you?”
“If you want to.” She handed him a gingerbread and he got to work. He piped blonde hair onto her, then a red jacket and some blue jeans, then he drew a tiny ring on the left hand.
“What do you think?” He held it up proudly.
“It’s lovely, babe. What’s that?” She pointed at the hand.
“Oh, well. Urm, this is a future Emma.” She raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms. “And well, I actually have another Christmas present for you, but I was going to save it until tonight. However, now seems like the perfect time.”
“What are you talking about?” She wasn’t sure if to smile or look concerned.
Killian grabbed her hand, “Come with me for a second.” He dragged her into the lounge area and went to the tree. “Okay, I guess this is it.” He whispered to himself. He walked back over to Emma then got down on one knee.
She gasped, “Killian.”
“Love, I think you know what I’m going to ask.” He chuckled. “However, I’m still going to give a big romantic speech because it’s what you deserve.” He took her hand. “Emma, you are the most beautiful, kind, loving woman I could ever ask for. The day you came into my life is one I will never forget, I literally swept you off your feet-”
“I think you’ll find that was Nana.”
“She works for me. Now hush.” He chuckled. “I just want you to know that I will always, always be by your side, through anything. Through good times and bad, so, I was wondering, would you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” He asked nervously.
Emma got down to his level. It didn’t matter to her that they were covered in icing, it was the best proposal she could have asked for.
“Yes, Killian. Yes!” She pulled him into the best kiss he had ever experienced. He felt elated. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.” He slid the ring onto her finger and hugged her tight. “I promise I’ll love you forever.” The next thing they knew, three dogs were bounding over. Their little family.
Emma and Killian were snuggled up in bed with hot chocolate and gingerbread with Love Actually on the TV. Emma couldn’t stop looking at the ring.
“Can you believe we’re going to be married?” She beamed. “I never thought this would happen to me.”
“Why wouldn’t it, you’re amazing.” He was watching Love Actually intently. It was his favourite Christmas film. She placed her mug down on the side and snuggled into him, his arm came around her and he kissed her head.
“No, you’re amazing.” She started kissing his jaw, then down his neck and to his collar. “This had been the best Christmas ever.”
“Mmhmm.” Her hand went up his shirt, he looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “What are you up to?”
“Well, it’s Christmas… what do you say we celebrate properly?”
“B-but, it’s Love Actually. Can’t we celebrate after? How will I know if he has an affair, how will I know what happens to the Prime Minister?”
“Kil, you’ve seen this film loads. You know what happens.”
“Buuut, Emmmma. I need to know. We can do that after this, okay?” He smiled. “You know it’s my favourite. If I even try to talk through Legally Blonde you kick me out.”
“That film is a masterpiece.”
“Agreed, but so is this. It’s filled with some of the best British actors we have. Now shush, it’s my favourite scene.” That being the ‘To Me You are Perfect’ scene.
Emma was quiet whilst his favourite scene played and she snuggled more into him. “You know.” He whispered. “To me you’re perfect. And I can’t wait to marry you. Ready to be Mrs Jones?”
“More than ready.”