"Godssake, Regina! You don't need to get up at five when your meeting starts at nine!" Emma mumbled into the pillows when Regina's alarm rudely awakened her.
Her wife chuckled and shifted so she could wrap her arms around Emma and kiss her neck. "I'm sorry, dear. Will you please forgive me?" Regina muttered, her voice still thick with sleep, as her kisses moved from Emma's neck, to Emma's cheek.
Emma moaned and rolled around to wrap her arms around her, to watch her pretty face. Emma leant forward and pressed her lips to Regina's. "You're not going to let me sleep are you?"
"Nope," Regina smirked, and Emma could feel her wife's hand rubbing her stomach gently, slowly moving lower.
"I really love you," Emma drawled as Regina lifted her head from pressing kisses to Emma's stomach to kiss her mouth instead.
"Well I really love you too, Emma," Regina whispered before finally pulling herself from the bed. "See, I do need to get up at five- you're insatiable!" Emma just grinned and watched her wife get ready from the comfort of the warm bed.
"Shut up, you know you love it too!" Regina rolled her eyes, simply opting to throw last night's skirt at her face. Emma laughed, dropping it to the floor and slipping from the bed. She stalked over to Regina and wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist and pulled her tight to her. "I'll make breakfast," she whispered in her ear, pressing a kiss there.
Regina smiled and turned in the embrace. "Thank you," she kissed her. "Love you."
"Yeah yeah, woman," Emma teased, pulling on Regina's favourite shirt to cover her naked body from their four year old before venturing into the kitchen.
Emma heard a gasp and the sound of something dropping when she turned on the kitchen light. She walked through to their adjoined living room to see their son staring wide eyed up at her, clutching the TV remote, his cereal bowl dropped on the floor. Emma laughed at the sight and ran over to him, picking him up and tickling him where ever possible.
Henry gasped at her before doubling over in laughter, trying to fight her off. "Mama no! No stop!" he exclaimed, his laughs making Emma laugh more. She finally relented and placed him back on the sofa. He grinned at her and lifted his arms up. Emma smiled and ruffled his hair and then lifted him up in her arms.
"And what are you doing up so early, kid?" Henry shrugged, his smile still in place, just happy he wasn't in trouble.
"I wasn't tired any more, and your room was dark," Henry stated, and Emma nodded.
"Fair enough, kid. You hungry?" Henry glanced at his cereal bowl, before looking sheepishly at his mother. He knew he wasn't allowed to eat a lot in the morning, otherwise it would 'spoil his appetite for the rest of the day!' Emma followed his gaze and pressed a finger to her lips. "I won't tell if you won't?" He beamed and clapped his hands. Emma kissed his head. "Good choice, kid."
Emma walked into the kitchen, still carrying Henry, who decided to bring his bowl to the sink, but not without trying to bang out some sort of song using the spoon and the bowl. She suspected it was Bohemian Rhapsody, Regina's favourite, but she couldn't be sure. "You done, Freddie?" she asked, when the rattling subsided, and Henry nodded, grinning.
She grinned back and sat him on the counter so he could 'help'- get flour everywhere. Emma turned on the Guns and Roses CD and Henry giggled. She knew this was his favourite, and it was the only one that they could both sing along to loudly and not worry about sounding horribly off key.
Emma flitted about the kitchen, making apple pancakes for the three of them, singing along loudy to Sweet Child O Mine, with Henry laughing and clapping along, his feet kicking the cupboards. She had just finished the first three when Regina emerged from their room. She came over and kissed Emma's cheek. "Good morning, darling." She mumbled as she lingered by her cheek. Emma smiled and turned to capture her lips in a quick kiss before Henry could complain. Too late.
"Moms! Ew!" they pulled apart, albeit reluctantly, but grinning. Emma leaned over and turned the music down, knowing that Regina doesn't like loud music that much- at least not in the mornings.
"Good morning, Henry!" Regina said happily, making her way over to him so she could hold his hands as they danced around the kitchen, Henry stomping on top of Emma's counters.
"Oy, I need that space!" she said, bumping her wife's hip to gently move her out the way. Regina grinned and took their stomping son in her arms to pretended to waltz around the kitchen with him. Emma laughed at the sight and grabbed the camera, snapping a picture of the two. "Aren't you both gorgeous!" she exclaimed, waiting for the picture to print before pinning it on the refrigerator next to the other hundred the family had snapped.
"I'm hungry," Henry suddenly said. Regina nodded and placed him down at the table in front of Emma's pancakes. The boy's eyes lit up as he started to attack his breakfast. Regina smiled watching him, and she gratefully took a mug of coffee from Emma's hands.
"You going to be okay with him all day?" Regina asked quietly, and Emma nodded.
"Yeah, I know it's been a while, but you've missed so much work- I'm so glad they gave you your job back after four years!" Emma teased.
Regina smirked, "well you know better than most my... powers of persuasion." She wriggled her eyebrows at Emma, who just hit her arm lightly, giggling.
"I'm not so sure, maybe you'll have to remind me," Emma whispered in her ear, her hand slipping under Regina's shirt and wandering across her stomach, lightly ticking her side. Regina gasped, but pulled from her.
"Not in front of Henry, you horny teenager," Regina mocked, but Emma just grinned and shrugged.
"You married me, wife!" Regina frowned. Emma noticed and kicked herself. "Sorry, I didn't mean-"
"It's not your fault we're not married. I did everything I could..." Regina tailed off. Emma nodded and rubbed her arm.
"I know, I know, but we can still be engaged. There's no law in New York that'll stop us! And I can call you my wife, I don't care what people think. I love you and I'm not going to let anyone stop me from doing that," Emma said gently, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
Regina smiled and nodded, moving a hand from her coffee mug to grasp Emma's. She glanced over at Henry and saw he was so engrossed with his pancakes, he hadn't seen what was going on between the two. She leaned over and pressed her lips tightly to Emma's. "I'm so in love with you," she mumbled, making Emma's heart flutter. She raised her hand to cup Regina's cheek.
"I know," Emma whispered. They were both yanked from their bubble at the clatter of a fork and a loud of shout of 'finished!' from their son, who still seems to have some manners to learn.
Regina stepped into action, removing the utensils from his grasp and telling him to go brush his teeth and get dressed. Henry nodded and went to jump from the table, not before kissing her cheek.
"I love you, mom," he said quietly, hopping off his seat and wrapping his little arms around her legs and squeezing tightly. Regina smiled and slid down to his height.
"I love you too, Henry," she pressed a kiss to his head before shooing him off to get dressed. He grinned and did the same to Emma before charging out of the room, making aeroplane noises. Emma switched off the CD player so that the two women could listen out for his bedroom door clattering open and then the sound of him 'crashing' into the big building (collapsing on his bed).
Regina chuckled at his adventurous streak. She glanced at the clock and placed her mug in the sink. "I better be off soon..." Emma frowned and placed a plate of pancakes in front of her, which Regina dug into.
"I hate when you leave," Emma voiced quietly, twiddling her thumbs. Regina sighed and grabbed Emma's hands, pressing a kiss to each one.
"I'm not really leaving, I'll be home by seven I promise," she insisted. Emma smiled sadly and pushed herself from the table.
"I know, I'm sorry... I don't know what's wrong with me today! I'm so clingy this morning, I mean... we never kiss this much in the mornings and I-" Regina cut her off by pressing a kiss to her mouth.
"Are you complaining?" Regina purred.
Emma smirked and shook her head. "Not at all," her face grew serious. "I just... I don't know, it feels weird."
Regina rolled her eyes as she rinsed her plate. "I know it's been four years since I've been gone this long, but you'll be fine, I promise." Emma took a deep breath and nodded.
"Yeah I know you're right," she grinned. "You're always right." Regina nodded as she walked to grab her bag.
"I know I'm always right, dear," she said walking back to Emma. "I'll bring in dinner tonight." She kissed her fiercely for the last time, pulling back only to place a chaste kiss at the corner of her lip. "I love you."
Emma nodded, "I love you, too." Regina grinned and shouted out.
"Bye Henry, I love you!" She heard him reply.
"Bye mom! Love you too!"
"Back at seven," she whispered to Emma, making her way to the door. Emma smacked her ass, smirking when Regina turned back to her, fake shook etched on her face. "I'll punish you for that later."
Emma grinned, "you better, Madame Mayor." Regina rolled her eyes.
"Not yet, nearly though," she winked and waved her fingers at Emma before finally leaving the apartment.
Okay this was meant to be a one shot, but I haven't actually written the whole point of this yet, so it's in two parts- the second of which I hope to upload tonight. That's when it gets intense :)
