Hello and welcome to a swanqueen fic. Written for this tumblr prompt: ( post/184496375811/nobody-is-going-to-find-out-about-this-the-hero) Here we will have much fun, including a pillow fight. Also, #Reginaisthelittlespoon Pass it on. Enjoy!
-SleezyAb
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Emma Swan walked down the hotel hallway. "234, 236, here, 238." She spoke softly to herself.
Unlocking the door, she slipped inside the dimly lit room.
"Hey, you." Regina smiled getting up from the chair.
"Hi." Emma grinned, meeting her with a kiss. They broke apart a few seconds later.
"Shall we?" Regina asked, gesturing to the bed.
"I believe we will, my dear." Emma responded, walking her unofficial girlfriend back to the bed.
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Later, the pair lay curled up on the bed. "When did you have to leave, again?" The brunette asked. "Tuesday."
Regina slipped her fingers into Emma's and pulled their hands to her chest. "That's too soon." "Yeah, I know. If we're going to pay for the apartment I need to keep this job." Emma sighed, speaking into Regina's neck.
"I wish I could help bring some money in. I hate feeling like I'm living off you." She twirled a strand of Emma's hair around her finger.
"I know, baby, I know. As a fugitive, you can't quite get a job." The blond reminded her. She looked at the clock.
"1:30 am. We should get some sleep before tomorrow. We'll spend as much time together as we can before I have to start driving."
"Yeah."
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Early the next morning, the mostly sane couple ignored the sunlight.
"I just wanted to remind you, nobody is going to find out about this." Regina said, but at the same time let herself melt further into Emma's arms.
"What, scared to admit to everyone you're the little spoon?"
"More like all of Storybrooke doesn't need to know we're doing this."
"Still sounds like you don't wanna say you're the little spoon." Emma told her.
"You know what? Get out, right now." Regina threatened. Emma sank back into the pillow. "Nah."
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The couple argued for a little while longer, before it descended into a pillow fight.
Nay, a pillow war.
Whatever was going to happen that day, it would be perfect because they were together.
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