Hello all! This idea spawned from a Discord discussion about friends with benefits and an accidental pregnancy. My mind immediately went to Emma giving the child up and then both her son and the father of the child finding her on the same day!
Her books and notes are sprawled all over the library table studying for her midterm exam in the stupid history class she thought would be easy for her liberal arts credit (that she’d put off until her final year). She just had to go and pick the class in which the TA decided he wanted to spice things up a notch by deep diving into certain topics instead of the broad overview the course description in the student class catalogue had provided. (Did she really need to know the names of all the pieces of clothing Marie Antoinette wore; she would’ve taken costume history if she’d been interested in that). It’s when she goes to take a look at her notes on the beheading of the French royal family that she accidentally knocks said notes off the table instead, and they are promptly trampled on by him.
“Hey!” She whisper-hisses, even though she knows it’s not his fault that she just knocked her papers right into his path.
He stops suddenly, something she hadn’t expected. She figured he’d just keep on walking like most everyone else did. Instead he stops and looks down at the papers lying haphazardly on the library floor and breaks out in a wide grin.
“Sorry, lass.” He says, and she was not expecting the British accent. “Didn’t realize in my rush I’d nicked your papers.” He picks up his foot and reaches for the paper that he was standing on, his stupidly blue eyes dancing with mirth. She debates on whether to let him know it was she who clumsily knocked over the papers and not him, but she decides to run with it. It’s not like she’ll see him after tonight.
She flicks her blonde ponytail back behind her as she considers him. “Well, just watch where you’re going next time,” she breathes out. He finishes picking up her papers and hands them to her. He opens his mouth as if to say something else, but she has started looking through her papers and reorganizing, so he shuts his mouth and gives her a salute instead. She laughs a little at this and definitely does not check out his ass as he walks away.
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Turns out she does see him again. He happens to be her roommate, Ruby’s, boyfriend’s best friend (small world and all that jazz). It’s the next Tuesday, midterm exam taken and passed, and the bar they like to frequent has college student specials on Tuesday nights. He walks up with Graham, all swagger and charm, until he notices her sitting at the table. His face drops for a brief moment before the grin breaks out again and he runs a hand through his luxurious, chocolate brown locks (not that she’s looking) (she’s totally looking).
“Killian Jones,” he says, his hand coming out for a shake.
“Emma Swan,” she breathes back (why is her voice always so breathy when she talks to him?), gripping his hand and letting him know despite the breathiness, she’s a strong woman who doesn’t take the normal bullshit guys throw at her. His eyebrow raises at he strong grip, and Emma knows she’s a goner.
I IMPREGNATED MY BELOVED.. HE IS CARRYING MY DNA… THIS.. FFEELS SO WONDERFUL….Hhaha… I was inside him… I am growing inside of him…. I am … Wsheeeeeeevmknh . I can’t stop blushing… My cum is inside him.. foreverandeverandever. There’s a part of me… Currently within him… Hnnggggg hahahadmfvmmm.mmm ahaha..
