summary: a scene from 3x18 based on the picture above
a/n: I know this conversations been done about a hundred times, but after I saw the promo pics, I couldn’t get this out of my head so I had to write it down.
Emma stared intently at the gibberish on the page before her, trying to memorize the foreign words of Elvish that Regina had given her as homework. It was hard, though, and it was giving her the worst headache. Those Lord of the Ring actors made it look so easy, she thought idly.
The bell above the door tinkled as it swung open, and Emma, grateful for the distraction, lifted her head to see Hook amble across the threshold of Granny’s. When his eyes connected with hers, they widened, and he hesitated, looking for all the world like the only thing he wanted to do was turn back around and flee in the direction he had come.
For the second time in as many days, Emma got the feeling that Hook was avoiding her; and she had to admit, it was a feeling she didn’t like. When had he ever not wanted to spend time with her? It was a vain thought, maybe, but Hook had been nearly glued to her side ever since they’d returned to Storybrooke.
“Hey,” she called out to him before he could pretend like he hadn’t seen her.
He gave her a close-lipped smile before making his way over to her booth. “Swan,” he greeted solemnly, with none of his usual charisma. He didn’t sit down, and his eyes darted around the diner almost nervously. “I just came in to procure some lunch.”
Emma gestured to the spot across from her. “I was going to order something soon, anyway.”
He fidgeted, eyeing the books on the table as he scratched at the stubble along his jawline. “I wouldn’t want to interrupt your studying,” he said timidly, and since when was he timid around her? He obviously didn’t want to sit with her and somehow that made her all the more determined to get him to.
“I could use a break,” she said, giving him a smile that left no room for disagreement. “Sit.”