What the fuck was that? Killian thought to himself as he watched Emma escape to her room. He hadn't meant to say the words that had come out of his mouth. During his run with David he had resolved to stop flirting with Emma. David had been going on about how much Mary Margaret and Emma were getting along and Killian couldn't help himself. He let it slip just how much it bothered him that Emma refused to have a friendly conversation with him saying, "Of course they are because Emma has no problems getting along with anyone in our group except me." David stopped running at this and gave Killian a hard look, "Maybe if you stopped flirting with her 24/7 she wouldn't feel the need to ignore everything that came out of your mouth."

"I do not flirt with her 24/7" Killian rebuked.

"Yes you do. I told you, Killian, leave her alone. She can't be another one of your flings"

"I know and I don't want her to be. I want to be able to have a friendly conversation with her though. I see her all the time, it would be nice if we were at least friends, but I can't help the flirting it comes out before the thought even processes."

"Well, you should work on that." David replied shortly and started running again.

So Killian decided he would work on it. He hadn't lied to David. He wanted to be friends with Emma. She was around all the time and Killian didn't want her to feel the need to run every time he entered the room. Obviously, it was going to take more work.

After Emma had retreated to her room Killian said a quick good-bye to David so he could go home, shower, and change. His parents were away on business again, as usual, so Killian was planning to spend the night at David's. He hated sleeping in his empty house, so while he was home he packed a few things in an overnight bag. Then he was right back at David's for dinner. Ruth owned the local farmer's market in town and had some sort of issue at the store. She wasn't going to be back in time for dinner, so they ordered pizza. Emma didn't come out of her room until the pizza arrived. Despite the fact that Ruth wasn't home they all sat at the table and ate together like normal.

"Mary Margaret said she had a great time shopping with you today." David said breaking the silence that had been filling the room for a while.

"Uh yea it was great." Emma replied before continuing to stare at her plate.

After that David and Killian started talking about the football season and discussing their chances of making it to state. He and David were thinking they had a good chance until Killian heard Emma mumble a soft "Not likely" under her breath.

"Why do you say that, lass?" Killian questioned.

Emma looked up shocked he'd even heard her, "Uh. It just that…well…your plays are a little….predictable."

David's eyebrows shot up at this. "What do you mean?"

Emma bit her lip before continuing, "You practice the same ones over and over in practice, which means you don't have very many. Other teams are gonna catch on fast."

Killian had only barely heard her. He was still focused on the lip she had been biting only moments prior. However, he heard enough to know Emma had a point. It was only September, so relatively early in the season. They had only had a few games and they won all of them, but the teams weren't that great and they had only won by a small margin. The team was still riding the high of being undefeated so they glossed over the fact that they could do better.

After a long silence Emma spoke again. "Look, I'm not saying your bad or anything just that you need more variety in your play book….and probably a bigger playbook in general."

David seemed to soak in her words before nodding, "I'll talk to Coach about it."

Killian could feel the conversation slipping away. This was a chance to have an actual conversation with Emma and he wasn't about to let it go. "Big fan of football, love?"

Emma shrugged in a noncommittal way that had Killian thinking she might not even answer before she spoke. "Not really. I've just seen enough high school football games to know which teams have a chance and which don't."

Killian absorbed this knowledge. To anyone else it might have seemed like a simple statement, but to Killian it held so much more. It meant that Emma had definitely been to more than one high school before moving in with David. It also meant that, despite her being so nonchalant, football was something she enjoyed. It was something she was interested in no matter what school she went to. Killian was happy he had actually learned something about Emma even if she didn't realize he had.

After dinner Emma again retreated to her room and he and David played videogames in the living room. Ruth returned home at some point and had quickly wished them a good night before collapsing in bed. They had stayed up a bit longer than normal before David decided he couldn't hold his eyes open anymore and went to bed. David's late and Killian's early were one in the same. It was 1am and Killian wasn't anywhere near close to being ready to go to sleep. He put in a first person shooting game and decided to play by himself. He hadn't been at it that long before he heard a door down the hall open. Whoever it was had gone into the kitchen. Killian got up, he expected it to be David getting a glass of water or something, but what he found was much better. Emma was looking through the cabinets, clearly trying to find something.

"Can I help you, lass?"

Killian watched as Emma jumped. "Shit! You scared me."

Killian tried to bite back a chuckle, but it didn't really work. "What are you looking for?"

Emma bite her lip. Killian was starting to understand she did this when she was unsure of herself or what to say. She sighed obviously resigning to telling him what she was doing. "I couldn't sleep. I was hoping to find some hot chocolate, but I still haven't gotten used to this kitchen."

Killian wanted to tell that was because she never got food out of the kitchen. She ate at meals, but never looked for food beyond that. The most he'd seen her get herself from the kitchen all week was water. Killian swiftly moved to the cabinet containing the instant cocoa mix and handed it to her.

"Thanks" she replied biting her lip again.

"What else?" Killian questioned, knowing the cocoa wasn't the only thing she was looking for.

"Umm do you know where the cinnamon is?"

Killian only raised his eyebrows at the odd request before retrieving the cinnamon for her. Then he promptly took the cocoa mix from her hands and pulled down two mugs. He started to make the hot chocolate for her while she watched him, clearly shocked at what he was doing. Soon enough Killian had to mugs of hot chocolate prepared with whip cream and cinnamon sprinkled on one.

"Thanks" Emma replied again before taking her mug and moving toward the door. "Do you want to play a videogame? It's probably more entertaining than sitting in your room alone" Emma stopped. Her back toward him. Killian waited and hoped to God that he hadn't said the stupidest thing on the planet. The longer he waited the more sure he became that he had. Finally, Emma turned around biting her lip again, "I've never really played videogames before." She was blushing. She was embarrassed. Killian quickly realized why. Most foster homes don't have things like Xboxes and PS4s. "No worries. I'll go easy on you." He replied with an easy smile, hoping to ease some of her embarrassment.

Emma sat on the couch sipping her hot chocolate while Killian set up the game. It was a shooting game, he figured Emma wouldn't be adverse to a game that promoted killing him. He explained which buttons controlled what and as promised went easy on her. It didn't take long for Emma to get a shot in and kill him. Beginner's Luck he told himself. "Nice shot, love." Emma smiled in response. Killian quickly realized it was not beginner's luck. She was crushing him. She had totally played him. After her fifth kill in a row Killian paused the game and turned to her.

"Never played before huh?"

Emma smiled wide showing all of her teeth. That smile melted Killian. He didn't care that she had lied and played him because that was the first time she'd ever smiled at him like that. "I had a boyfriend who was really into these games. He taught me quite a bit before I moved. It also helps that you kinda suck, Jones."

Killian replied quickly "I do not suck. I was just going easy on you because I thought you hadn't played before." Despite what he said Killian still got up to switch games. He plugged in the wii and set up the remotes before handing her one. "Okay so you can shoot, but can you drive?" Killian questioned as Mario Kart loaded on the screen. Emma smiled one of those big smiles again, "Bring it on."

Sun shining through the window in the living room woke him up long before he should've been awake. He moved to roll his face into the couch to bloke out the sun, but instead of smelling the scent of the febreze Ruth used on the furniture he smelled vanilla and felt hair tickling his nose. He opened his eyes to find Emma curled up next to him. Imagines of last night flitted through his mind. Him beating her at Mario Kart. Her winning at Call of Duty. Him winning at Grand theft auto. Them moving to the floor before the last one. Sharing a blanket. He focused back on Emma. She looked so peaceful. All he wanted to do was cuddle up behind her and hold her tight, but he knew she wouldn't want that. Instead he stood up and moved to the couch. He did not want her waking up and freaking out about sleeping on the floor next to him. They had had fun last night and he wasn't about to ruin that.

He woke up again a few hours later when David had decided that Killian had slept long enough. Killian opened his eyes and gave Dave his best "I could kill you" look, but he did get up. He sat up on the couch and stretched before moving to get off the couch. The first thing he noticed was that Emma was no longer on the floor. David answered his unspoken question "She woke up the minute Ruth walked in the room. Then she when back to her room to go back to sleep. I guess she's a light sleeper." Killian nodded before walking to the bathroom.

Killian had just sat down for breakfast/lunch when Emma entered the kitchen. Her hair tousled from sleep with a scowl on her face. Killian hadn't known her long, but it was easy to figure out Emma wasn't a morning person. He watched Emma rummage around for a minute in the "breakfast cabinet" before watching her give up. They needed groceries. He was sure Ruth was planning on getting them today, but for now they were out of the usual poptarts and cereal. Finally Killian got up and directed a growling Emma to a stool at the breakfast bar. He quickly made a cup of hot chocolate with cinnamon and sat it down in front of her. She took it with a grateful look, but said nothing. Then Killian set to work making eggs and toast and setting that down in front of her too before returning to his own breakfast.

After eating the food Emma spoke up "Thank you."

"Don't mention it, love"

"Where's David?"

"He's out with Mary Margaret."

Emma nodded at this before leaving the kitchen again. Killian returned to the living room watching tv and considering what to do with his Sunday. It was normal for David to spend Sunday with M&M, but it still left Killian bored. Last Sunday had been an exception because of Emma's arrival. He knew calling Victor would be fruitless because he spent Sunday with Ruby. Soon enough Emma walked back into the living room. Her hair was now smoothed back into a ponytail and she had changed into a pair of jeans and a v neck top. Killian made sure to quickly avert his eyes from her cleavage. Something had changed between them last night and Killian didn't want to ruin that. Emma settled on the couch next to him with a huff.

"I'm bored."

Killian looked at her questioningly "You're bored?"

She rolled his eyes at him and answered in a firm tone "Yes, now fix it."

He couldn't help but laugh which caused her to scowl at him. "Go get shoes on, lass"

She looked at him skeptically "Where are we going?"

He smiled at her and answered with a tap on her nose "It's a surprise."

She huffed again, but got up to put shoes on. Soon enough Killian was parking his car in front of Storybrookes own bowling alley. Emma looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Bowling?" she questioned. "Swan, you were bored. This is me making you unbored. Just enjoy it." With that she got out of the car and they made their way into the building. Soon enough they had bowling shoes on and had each picked out a bowling ball. They started playing and it didn't take long to figure out Emma was really terrible at bowling.

After her 3rd gutter ball in a row she looked at Killian biting her lip. "I've never bowled before and this time I'm not lying."

Killian bit back a chuckle before answering "I believe you, Swan."

Emma just glared back at him before Killian walked over to her. She was still holding her ball muttering about how the game was stupid and impossible. "Swan, relax let me show you." Killian took the ball from her and set it down. Then he stood beside her and showed her the foot motions before coming behind her and demonstrating the arm motions. His front was to her back and he was standing very close to her. He was struggling to concentrate on anything, but how good to would feel to lean down and kiss her neck. He quickly took a step back feeling the loss as they broke apart. Finally, he had her put the motions together before actually giving it a shot. She picked up her ball and slowly followed the instruction Killian had given her. She jumped up and down and cheering when she knocked over half of the pins.

She squealed and rapped her arms around Killian. He felt he start to pull away probably realizing what she was doing, but he hugged her back without thinking. His arms wrapping around her waist pulling her to him firmly. The scent of vanilla filled his nose. He could feel her pressed against him and he never wanted to let her go. The hug was quick, chaste even, but Killian had noticed it all.

They spent the rest of the day bowling and then hanging out at David's. Killian had done it. Somehow he had managed to become friend with Emma Swan. He liked being around her. That was painfully obvious after spending all day with her. He liked making her laugh and smile. He liked their banter and their trash talk during competitions. He liked getting to know her. Yes, Killian had accomplished his goal. He and Emma were friends and she no longer ran from the room when he showed up, but Killian wasn't happy. Killian was greedy and he wanted more. He wanted to know what it would be like to rap his arms around her whenever he wanted. He wanted to know how her lips would feel against his. He wanted it all. Of that he was sure, but there was one thing he was even more sure of…he would never get more.

Sorry this took so long. I'll try to be better.