A/N Here's another one-shot for the competition winner Just-another-voice-out-here, the prompt was just 'Emma gets a song stuck in Regina's head.'

This is somewhat a song fic, based on Ed Sheeran's 'Thinking Out Loud,' and also features 'Sing', though it has been editted to no longer contain the actual lyrics, hope you guys enjoy XD

I decided that I need to put all of my one-shots in one place, so all update today will be previously published one-shots, so please feel free to review again if you want to ;)

Thinking Out Loud

Emma danced happily around the kitchen to Ed Sheeran's 'Sing', much to the amusement of the seven year old Tamsin, who giggled uncontrollably at her mother's attempt to rap along to the radio.

Emma placed a bowl of cereal in front of her daughter, and the music suddenly stopped.

The blonde looked up in outrage at her wife, who still had her finger pressed down on the off button.

"Regina!" Emma moaned.

"I will not have our daughter listening to that," she replied, and walked over to pour herself a mug of coffee.

Emma rolled her eyes, making Tamsin snicker into her breakfast.

"It's called fun."

"No, it's a genre comprising of songs, each derivative of the other."

"What? You would rather that our child has to listen to Mozart," Emma pouted.

"I did," Henry answered, the teen taking his seat at the island.

Emma gave her unhelpful son a dirty look before turning back to her wife, "he doesn't anymore, have you seen his ITunes playlist?"

Regina rolled her eyes, "he can choose now, obviously, but that doesn't change the fact that he has a perfect GPA, is going to Harvard, and is the Author for every realm," Regina replied, proudly listing off her son's achievements.

"Because he spent his childhood listening to classical music?"

"Of course it's not the whole reason, only part of it," she replied.

Emma shook her head, "your being ridiculous Gina, there is nothing wrong with pop music, some of it is actually quite meaningful."

"Like?"

Emma's mind went blank, for some reason she could suddenly only remember the dirty songs.

"Just take my word for it."

This caused both of their children to snicker, and she sighed dramatically, "okay, time for school. Which one of you wants to come with me?"

"I will," Henry laughed, "I'm allowed to listen to the music in your car."

"Are we sure that I'm allowed?" the blonde scowled.

Regina came over to Emma, and placed a goodbye kiss on her lips, "of course you can," as she walked back over to their daughter she added, "when Tam isn't in the car."


Regina furrowed her brow as she listened to her wife's singing.

She stood at the door of the sheriff's office, and the blonde had yet to notice that she was there as she sang Ed Sheeran's 'Thinking Out Loud'. The woman sat at her desk with earphones blasting the unfamiliar song into her ears.

The brunette had to admit that the song wasn't bad, and it did help that Emma had a beautiful singing voice.

However, Regina vaguely recognised that it was the same artist that she had turned off in the kitchen, so out of principal she put on her most deprecating expression and tried to resist asking what the song was called.

Emma finally looked up to see the woman leaning against the door with a smirk on her face, and she jumped making the earphones fall to the desk.

"Jesus Regina," she breathed, "you could have announced yourself."

"And miss the show?"

Emma rolled her eyes, and pushed her chair back, inviting Regina to come over.

The brunette shook her head in amusement, and came over to the blonde, "are you not happy that I'm here?"

Emma pretended to think about it, earning her a slap on the shoulder.

She chuckled, and pulled her wife down into her lap, "Emma," she laughed, "I only came to ask you a question."

Emma nodded, and still leaned forward into a passionate kiss.

About a minute later, Regina pulled back, "I just wanted to ask you to dinner."

"Are you asking me on a date, madam mayor?"

Regina rolled her eyes, and moved into a more comfortable position, though she was still on the blonde's lap, "Tamsin's going to a sleepover and Henry has a date."

"I'm on to seven thirty," Emma frowned, "I promised dad I would cover the first part of his shift so he could go to Neal's school review."

Regina nodded, "half seven then, I have to go back to work," standing she smoothed out her pant suit. "You should probably return to your one woman show."

Emma blushed, "you heard that?"

"Dear, I think the whole town heard it," Regina chuckled as she leaned down for a not so short goodbye kiss, "perhaps if you're going to be so loud you could pick a better song."

Emma rolled her eyes, and watched her wife leave with a small smirk on her face.


-7.00 O'clock that night-
Regina sat at her desk, completely ready for her date, she typed furiously in Google, and let out a frustrated sigh as she failed again to find the name of the song.

"Watchya doin'?"

Regina's head snapped up, and she quickly snapped her laptop shut, "you're early."

"Yeah, Neal's teacher had to go home sick or something," Emma replied with a raised eyebrow, while she approached the desk.

Regina nodded, looking somewhat guilty.

"What was you looking at?" Emma smirked.

Regina shook her head, and stood, "I suppose we can go early."

Without warning Emma grabbed the laptop, and switched it on, to see the familiar lyrics typed into Google, though she hadn't seemed to have found it yet.

"So you like the song?"

Regina shook her head furiously, "I was simply curious as to its name."

"Huh-huh," Emma nodded, opening the history tab, "is that why you've been doing this for half an hour?"

"Just tell me the title Emma," Regina finally sighed.

The blonde smirked at her wife who seemed to be getting more and more irritated.

"So you like the pop song?"

"Emma..."

"Say you like it and I'll play it," she replied triumphantly, placing the laptop back on the desk.

Regina crossed her arms, and took a deep breath, "fine I like the song."

Emma instantly turned around and opened YouTube, within seconds, Ed Sheeran's voice was coming through the speakers, and Regina sighed as her frustration fell away.

"You're a horrible wife," Regina pouted.

"No I'm not," Emma chuckled, coming over to the brunette, she placed her hand on her shoulders and the smaller woman's hands came up to her waist.

After a few moments, Emma began to lead Regina around the room in slow dance, causing her pout to fall away into a smile.

"Does this mean Tamsin can listen to pop?"

"Within reason," Regina laughed, as Emma twirled her around.

A/N Reviews would be much appreciated XD