A/N: So awhile back, @startswithhope had made a post about CS domesticity headcanons (
which I will link to as soon as I can, but can’t find it right now, dangit– aha, startswithhope found it for me!! Thanks!!), and we mutually bemoaned how neither of us had time to actually write fic for any of them….well. Oops. This little fic is inspired by that list, and all the talk of keys (I believe that @killians-dimples had the original key headcanons, though this one was my addition to the list). Hope you all enjoy!!
He was always losing his key.
At first, it had surprised Emma. Enough of the well-trained
Naval lieutenant still lurked within Killian to make him habitually neat –
shoes were always lined up near the front door as soon as they came off,
everything had its proper place in the kitchen, and sofa pillows were tilted
and set just so (when the two of them weren’t curled up among them, that is).
His shirts and vests hung in an orderly fashion in their closet, his socks and
underwear nestled in perfectly folded bundles in his designated dresser
drawers, and when not in use his few toiletries marched in a tidy row across
his half of the bathroom vanity.
Key Change
Published
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