( as much as he hates to admit it, he'd probably agree that he won't ever be her happily ever after. that's not how these stories go, the beautiful princess ending up with the broken villain. granted, her story has had all too many bumps along the road, yet he does not see much villainous about her. if anyone deserves a happy ending, it's Emma Swan; even though she thinks that her happy ending is dependent on making the rest of Stoybrooke happy, which he might tell her given the opportunity is an impossible task. he wants to be her ending, he believes that she is his — how could she not be?
he just wonders if he could possibly be hers. if he makes her life better in the way she makes his, without trying in most instances. it doesn't seem to add up, that a villain could make a savior happy, even if he wants nothing more than to make her as happy as he possibly can.
so he goes into these moments with a slight awareness that they won't last. he can't help himself, really, when he loves he loses, and he doesn't suspect that Emma will be when that part of his story turns around. it means he needs to savor every moment he has with her, and he doesn't have that many to begin with. she kisses him to delay an answer, and really he doesn't want to give one. she's right that he won't think about his injury if it means being closer to her, it's just a matter that she won't let him any longer. he's not ready to get out of bed and face what likely hasn't changed, not when she's soft and sleepy and welcoming underneath him. his body settles a little more on top of hers as he devotes himself to the kiss instead, and for a pirate that's constantly throwing innuendo and rather despicable conversation, he's surprisingly content with these sweet, soft kisses. )
I'm fine. ( it's whispered between one kiss and the next, and he knows that Emma doesn't much believe such blank answers, so he teases her in the next breath. ) My arm's a bit numb but that's from someone sleeping on it. ( before she can take that as a complaint said arm curls her closer, not at all inclined to let her escape. )
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he just wonders if he could possibly be hers. if he makes her life better in the way she makes his, without trying in most instances. it doesn't seem to add up, that a villain could make a savior happy, even if he wants nothing more than to make her as happy as he possibly can.
so he goes into these moments with a slight awareness that they won't last. he can't help himself, really, when he loves he loses, and he doesn't suspect that Emma will be when that part of his story turns around. it means he needs to savor every moment he has with her, and he doesn't have that many to begin with. she kisses him to delay an answer, and really he doesn't want to give one. she's right that he won't think about his injury if it means being closer to her, it's just a matter that she won't let him any longer. he's not ready to get out of bed and face what likely hasn't changed, not when she's soft and sleepy and welcoming underneath him. his body settles a little more on top of hers as he devotes himself to the kiss instead, and for a pirate that's constantly throwing innuendo and rather despicable conversation, he's surprisingly content with these sweet, soft kisses. )
I'm fine. ( it's whispered between one kiss and the next, and he knows that Emma doesn't much believe such blank answers, so he teases her in the next breath. ) My arm's a bit numb but that's from someone sleeping on it. ( before she can take that as a complaint said arm curls her closer, not at all inclined to let her escape. )