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Also let me know if you have any ideas for what these two could get up to in New York, I would love some suggestions?
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"Okay sweetheart, are you wanting me to pick you up tomorrow?" Regina held her phone between her shoulder and head whilst attempting to go through the dry-cleaning.
"It's cool, I can walk. Listen Mom, I gotta go I'm about to respawn in this game. See you tomorrow."
"Alright have fun, tell David and Snow I said thank you, okay? Love you."
"Yeah, yeah will do. Love you, too." Regina could hear David yelling in the background at the game and then the phone went dead.
Regina sifted through the guest bedroom wardrobe as she looked through the outfits to take with her to New York. Usually she would have outfits ready within five minutes so had let it until this late to pack, but she had no idea what to take with her. It was supposed to be nice weather so usually she would wear a dress with no tights and heels, however that didn't seem to be an option. She continued sifting through her wardrobe for another ten minutes before going through to her own room to see if she had anything in her drawers. Regina pulled out several tops she didn't even recall buying, before getting frustrated with herself.
Eventually sitting down onto her bed, she began to take mental notes of things she knew and narrowed down what she could wear. It was going to be warm, so no tights or pantsuits. It was a leisure trip, no working, so no blazers or work dresses. She would be walking far at points so no heels, possibly just sandals. At this thought she immediately got up and laid out the three pairs of sandals that she liked best and that were comfortable, happy she was getting somewhere. She then sifted through her wardrobe again in an attempt to find something to match the shoes, but the only thing Regina found was her frustration coming back at full force.
"Screw this." Regina stormed off through to find her phone before, reluctantly, dialling Emma's number.
"Hey?" Emma answered just as Regina was about to hang up.
"Why the hell did we choose New York? Couldn't we go somewhere, where everything was close by and I wasn't going to melt?"
"Uh okay, what's up?"
"I need your help, can you come over?" Regina continued looking through her drawers, with little luck, annoyed that she had to call Emma for help in the first place.
"Sure, I'm actually heading back from the station just now, so I can be there in five minutes?" Emma quickly turned her car around to turn back down to Regina's place.
"Perfect, I'll see you in five minutes. Just come in when you're here the doors unlocked, and Henry is staying at your parents tonight by the way."
"Okay cool, but you know people have locks on their doors for a reason." Emma said smugly, repeating what Regina had previously said to her.
"Oh, shut up." Regina snapped, hanging up the phone and storming downstairs.
Sure enough, within five minutes Emma arrived at Regina's house, parking her bug in the driveway and heading straight in.
"Regina?" Emma called out getting a few steps in before hearing her muttering to herself in the kitchen.
"Ugh, where the hell did this even come from? I'm in the laundry room!"
"Woah, hey there. Everything okay?" Emma walked through the kitchen and into a small room, leaning against the door frame staring down at Regina who was surrounded by piles of clothes.
"No, Emma, it is not. I have no idea what to pack for this trip. I have my sandals laid out but that's it." Regina huffed, dropping her fists down onto the pile of clean clothes.
"That's it? Seriously? I thought something was wrong? Like seriously wrong."
"It is! I always know what to wear. Just help me for god sake." Regina whined like a child standing up, crossing her arms.
"Okay first things first, where's your beers?"
"What?"
"Beers, where are they? And don't tell me you don't have any because I know for a fact you have some here. If we are going to do this and not bite each other's heads off, we need something to drink." Emma smirked at Regina's obvious growing frustration.
"Ugh, in the bar. Here help me over these clothes." Regina huffed, holding her hands out over the clothes.
"Aww can you not get over?" Emma teased her, enjoying her moment of vulnerability.
"Emma Swan I swear to God- "
"Okay, okay. Sorry here come here." Emma put her hands out, taking Regina's in hers.
Gingerly, Regina attempted to step over the clothes. As she did so, her heel caught onto something at the bottom of the pile, making her foot wobble and causing her to lose her balance. Before either of them could tell what was happening, Emma had her arms around Regina's waist in a futile attempt to catch her and both women were on the floor, Regina lying flat on top of Emma and Emma's arms wrapped firmly around her waist.
"Shit!" Regina cursed as they both went tumbling down.
Both Emma and Regina lay there for some time trying to figure out what just happened. Regina looking down to see Emma's face, inches from hers. As Emma looked around she eventually stopped to look up, finding Regina staring down at her intensely.
"You okay?" Emma breathed out, in an almost whisper.
"Yeah, you? Did you hit you head?" Regina reached slightly to touch Emma's hair, as if doing so would give her the answer.
"Little bit, but I'm fine. What happened?" Emma continued to whisper as Regina looked back to see her foot.
"Oh my God." Regina started laughing deeply as she pulled something from her heel.
"Wha- "Emma immediately burst out laughing when she saw Regina holding out her black, lacy bra.
"I guess my heel got caught in the strap." She laughed hysterically, Emma joining in. Both lay there for several minutes as the two continued to laugh, almost being reduced to tears. After a moment, things quickly got quiet, and both women realised that Regina was still laying down on Emma, their faces impossibly close. Emma couldn't help looking down Regina's face as she felt her breath on her lips. Regina quickly attempted to get to her feet as gracefully as possible, helping Emma up.
"You sure you haven't been drinking already?" Emma joked in an attempt to ease the tension, smiling as it worked when Regina let out a laugh.
"Ugh please I wish. Here, down here." Regina guided Emma through another door just beside the laundry room, down a couple of steps and into a room Emma didn't even know existed, the previous incident being forgotten instantly.
"Woah, this place is nice." Emma looked around at the white, pristine room.
"Yes, I rarely come down here. I prefer my study. It's nice though, the window let's in a lot of nice light." Regina walked past the cream couches with red cushions scattered across them to the furthest wall.
"Ah I've been there." Emma laughed, and Regina started to chuckle, both remembering back to eight years beforehand when they had met for the first time.
"Mmm yes you have, I haven't actually had apple cider in quite some time. I really should make it again. What do you want just now?" Regina turned Emma's attention to the wall with alcohol over it. Regina stood behind the short bar, looking through the fridge that was stocked with all different kinds of drinks.
"Holy crap, eh, what're you having?"
"Possibly this one? I'm not a beer drinker. Is this good?" Regina held up a green bottle to Emma.
"Yeah that'll be good. Thanks." Both women opened up their beers taking sips, when Emma remembered why she came over, "So, the outfits?"
"Right, this way. We'll have to go upstairs, to take a look. What are you taking?" Regina flicked the light switch out and headed off back up to the kitchen.
"Just some jeans, couple T-shirts and a pair of shorts. Just cause it's supposed to be warm, actually meant to be a freaking heat wave." Emma followed Regina into her room looking at the sandals laid out.
"Oh, lucky us. Just place your bottle onto a coaster over there." Emma rolled her eyes and placed it down as Regina walked over to her drawers and kicked her heels off, "Think you can help me?"
"Sure, what're friends for." Emma shrugged and followed her over, "Okay what shorts do you have?"
"Eh no, no shorts."
"Okay, listen if you don't accept my help, I'm not helping."
"Ugh okay, fine. Third drawer down. There's not that many and last time I wore them was probably before Henry was born."
"Okay you have two pairs of denim shorts, just take these with you." Emma held the high waisted shorts up to see Regina wincing.
"I don't know, Emma. I haven't worn them in years, and even then it was just around the house or in the garden."
"Fine just take one pair, you'll thank me later, and what about jeans? These ones look good." She held out a pair of loose, ripped mom jeans. Emma turned the pale jeans around to remind Regina, knowing fine well she probably hadn't worn them since the 90's.
"Okay, I'll take the shorts and ripped jeans. But what about tops? They all are very professional."
"Got any tan- "
"If you are about to ask if I have tank tops you can go home right now." Regina placed her hands on her hips and Emma nodded.
"Okay, what loose fitting tops have you got? You should only need four. Oh, and something nice to wear for Sundays dinner. I've decided just to buy something on Sunday."
"Right okay, let's just start off with tops. What about this one?" Regina picked out a plain white, off the shoulder, floaty top.
"Yeah that'll be nice with the shorts and the white sandals. What about that red top?" Emma reached for a top, but Regina quickly grabbed it.
"No. Not that."
"What why not? Let me see." Emma grabbed the top from Regina, and unfolded it to find herself holding a red vest.
"What's wrong with this? Just because you don't want to be seen in clothes that aren't 'Mayor Appropriate'?" She laughed as Regina looked down slightly.
"Look, I wear it in the summer under a blazer okay? Just put it back. What about this one?" She held up a white T-shirt with the word 'love' written across in it in red, cursive letters.
"Perfect. You got any others like that?" Regina smiled, triumphantly at herself.
"Sure, I have this one, and a couple others like it." Regina held up a deep yellow top, with block red writing across it, 'Kindness costs nothing'.
"Let's see? Wow, this one's ironic." Emma took the top as Regina walked over to her wardrobe sifting through it.
"If I could be anywhere, I would stay right here with you." Regina stopped dead in her tracks as Emma began speaking to her again, "You deserve love, and you'll get it. Maybe one day you'll see me the way I see you."
"Eh, w-what?" Regina tried to stay calm as she sifted through her wardrobe her heart beating wildly in her chest, not daring to turn to see what exactly Emma was doing.
"What?" Emma looked at Regina's back as she continued looking through at the same few outfits over and over again, unable to concentrate on what was in front of her.
"What did you say?"
"I was reading the tops, what did you say before? I wasn't paying attention." Emma said as Regina turned around, her cheeks tinged red and her mouth wide.
"Oh, thank God, nothing it doesn't matter. Why?" Regina tucked her hair behind her ear, attempting to stay normal as Emma looked at her with her head tilted to the side.
"What, I'm confused? Forget it, come over here. What do you think of these? They can go with both your shorts and the jeans. Plus, they match the sandals. I know that you get a little OCD with your matching outfits." Emma stood back from the bed spreading her arms, so Regina could see the outfits laid out on top.
She placed her hands on her hips and raised her brow, "Just because I like to look put together does not mean I have OCD, Emma." Then she turned to look at the clothes Emma had attempted to neatly lay out, "And thank you these look nice."
"Yeah, yeah whatever you say." Emma took a sip of her beer as Regina walked to her closet to find herself a bag.
"What size of bag are you taking?"
"Uhh just like a small suitcase thing. Nothing huge."
Regina began attempting to reach the top of her wardrobe where Emma could see there was a variety of bags. Some small shoulder bags, other suitcases large enough to go away for a month. Regina went on her tip-toes and stretched her arms out to get to the top of her wardrobe, but each time she stretched she fell short and was unable to successfully grab one. Emma watched on for several minutes, eventually going over to help when the former queen resolved to jumping in the air, like a five-year-old trying to reach the countertop.
"Here, I'll get it what one do you want?" Emma looked to Regina, who was pouting slightly at her lack of success.
"That little black one, it'll fit everything in it and have room for me to bring stuff back." She stepped back to allow the tall blonde to get it down, watching on as she did so with ease. Emma passed it to Regina to set on her bed just behind the two.
"Thank you for coming over tonight. I wouldn't have asked usually but- "
"I get it, it's cool. I know how stubborn you are about asking for help. I'm the same, so is Henry. Probably gets it from us. But I get it. Hey, have you eaten yet?" Emma said, changing the subject before things got emotional and deep.
"Uh not since lunch, no, why are you hungry after all that hard work?" Regina teased and saw Emma roll her eyes.
"I am actually, yes. You want to order take out? I'm sure we could agree on something to eat for one night? How about Chinese?"
"I guess so, how about I pack this stuff up and you call somewhere for us both? I would do it, but I never order take out so don't know what to get."
"Sure, but I gotta know now how healthy are you wanting it?" Emma got the number up on her phone quickly, already knowing it and her order off by heart.
"At least a little healthy. We go away in a few days and I know how unhealthy I will eat when we are away."
"Cool, lemon chicken it is. It's a good one to ease you in I'd say. Oh, I'll pick a movie on Netflix for us when I'm downstairs too." Emma bounded out the door, waiting on the restaurant to pick up as Regina started on all of her clothes.
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Updated-29.05.2018