It's all in their eyes, Emma thinks as she watches her parents talk to one another. Standing on the other side of Granny's surrounded by people is hardly a place to be making eyes at each other, but situation and surroundings has certainly never stopped them before. Their body language, their seemingly constant need to be touching in some way, was enough on it's own. Beside the chaste kisses and constant hand holding, just one glance at the way they looked at each other and you could tell that her parents are madly in love. (As well as somehow the embarrassing feeling that you're intruding on a private moment.)
She'll never admit it to anyone, especially them, but despite the eye rolling and sarcastic comments she secretly loves seeing them together. It gives her hope and faith that even through loosing her, finding her and twenty-eight years of mistakes that they still hold that fairy tale passion and romance. It gives her hope because through all this her father still looks at her mother like she's the most beautiful thing in the world, and her mother -though more discreet- can't hep but smile in his presence, and both of them maintain that loving gaze whenever they look at each other.
"You see her looking at us like that too, right?" Snow raises an eyebrow at her husband, who nods.
"I do" Charming mirrors her smile, pulling her closer by the waist as she wraps her arms around his neck.
"Remind me to let me know I saw that look on her face the next time she complains about us being 'cutesy'?" Chuckling, he moves, his lips inches away from hers.
"Gladly, but for now should we give her more to complain about later?" Snow smirks.
"Gladly"
Happy to look away now, Emma knows they have no shame as her parent start practically making out in the corner.
"Hey, mom!" she turns to see Henry walking toward her before he stops, glancing over at his grandparents. "Don't worry, I wont tell them that you secretly admire their cutesy-ness" Henry winks before she can say anything, and walks back to where Regina sits in a booth.
"Smart kid" Emma says to no-one in particular, then she notices that they're laughing now, and her breath catches at the same look in their eyes shines through when they look over at her. Smiles prove contagious as she crosses the room to them, glancing at Henry as he watches, grinning at his family.
Smart kid.