Day Twenty One
Movie
Emma smiled somewhat shyly as she held up the Christmas movie in her hand. "I was thinking about things this morning," she said as Regina moved aside to let her in, "about tradtions, you know? And I remembered one that I sort of did, but since it was such a small thing, it didn't really register as a tradition until now. I always watch this every year for the last five or so years - this and 'Home Alone'." She held up the movie 'Jingle All the Way'.
"I don't know how much Henry would like it, but I never know with him. Have you eaten?" Regina asked, taking Emma's jacket.
"Yeah, I ate before I came over. You sure you're okay with me stopping by like this?" Emma asked.
"I would have liked a text announcing your intentions, but you are welcome here, Emma." Regina told the blonde. Emma gave her a smile that made Regina's chest stir. It was for little moments like that which made Regina glad that she never ripped out her own heart like her mother had, and had endured the pain for so long. She shook her head slightly. "Here, I'll go put the movie in. You go say hello to our son." Emma's smile went a little bigger, and then she went off to Henry's room while Regina did as promised and put the movie on.
Emma and Henry entered the room a little later, both of them making their best Arnold Schwarzenegger impersonations while singing Jingle Bells. Regina tried not to cringe as she sat on the couch. Henry took some of the pillows off of the furniture and lay on the floor, and Regina thought that Emma would have lay next to Henry for all of the pillows that were now strewn on the floor, but the blonde instead sat next t her on the couch. Regina spent a good ten minutes into the movie debating on if she should make a move of some kind. She was only half paying attention to what the characters were saying or doing, while she fought the urge to touch Emma Swan. This was ridiculous, she thought. She was acting like- like... Like she had when she had a crush on Danielle all those years ago. She had taken so long just to talk to him.
Then, when she felt she was soon to be down trodden with memories, Regina felt warmth and some pressure on her hand, which had up until that moment been resting on the couch in a loose fist at her side. She looked down - Emma had shifted sometime in the last ten or fifteen minutes, and was closer than she had been at first. Though the blonde's eyes were on the screen, there was something about her face that told her she had her peripheral vision cast on her. Regina at first wanted to roll her eyes. What next, was the Savior going to do that fake yawning move that allowed her to put her arm around her shoulder? She had to admit that a large part of her wanted her to, just because it was so Emma, and she wanted the feel of her weight against her. The sheriff, however only seemed to have the courage to go so far, and Regina knew she had to help her idiot out a little bit, so she loosened her fingers and twisted her wrist so that her palm faced upwards. She waited, and Emma's fingers twitched, stopped, and then laced into Regina's. The mayor tried not to smirk, and kept her eyes cast on the screen before them.