"So," Emma started, smiling like an idiot. "I have a whole night planned for us,"
"Do tell," Regina replied. "I would like to know how the first night of Spring Break is going to go,"
"Well, we obviously both love Pitch Perfect and Bechloe, but I have yet to show you anything about Clexa. So tonight, I'm going to introduce you to that ship. So we'll watch a bit of The 100 and then we're gonna go on the roof for a surprise,"
"Not the roof again,"
"Yes the roof again!"
Regina let out a sigh, then sat down. She knew there would be no winning this one.
"Besides," Emma said as she kissed her. "If you fall," she kissed her again. "I'll save you," and another kiss. "Just like before,"
Regina's heart melted as she saw her girlfriend's smile,
"All right, let's just get to Clexa first,"
Emma grinned, then led her to her bedroom. Mary Margaret and David were out at the movies tonight, so Emma had the house to herself. Regina had been skeptical at spending the night at her girlfriend's place, but she was reassured that her parents would not be home tonight.
Once they both sat down on the bed, Emma grabbed the remote to pull up Netflix. Of course, The 100 was one of the first shows that popped up.
"So," she said before starting it. "Clexa doesn't even meet until season 2. Do you still wanna watch season 1 for the plot, or do you wanna just skip to the lesbianism?"
"Let's watch the first episode of season 1, and if I don't like it then we can go to the Clexa part,"
Emma nodded in agreement, then started playing the first episode. Of course, she almost knew it by heart from the amount of times she had seen it.
As it started playing, Regina scooted closer to Emma so she could rest her head on her shoulder. Emma wrapped her arm around her shoulders.
"So when do we meet the characters part of the ship?"
"Well you've already met one, and you'll meet the other in the sixth episode of season 2."
"Is it queerbait like Bechloe or do they actually end up together?"
Emma wasn't sure how to answer that question.
"It's not exactly queerbait, but I'm not gonna tell you how it ends,"
She also didn't want to think about how it ended. So she just smiled through the pain of that one episode, then turned her attention back to the TV.
The character Regina paid most attention to was Octavia; she seemed to give off some gay vibes so she was almost certain that she was one of the characters in the gay ship. Although she wasn't quite sure how the name Octavia fit into Clexa.
Meanwhile Emma was focusing on how young the characters looked back then. She still thought that Clarke, Bellamy, and Octavia went through the most amount of changes throughout all the seasons.
She made a face when Finn appeared on the screen. She wasn't going to spoil anything for Regina, but Emma had definitely disliked Finn from the beginning. She knew there was a ship battle for Flarke versus Faven, but she thought both ships could go to tell. (Plus, if Clarke and Lexa never happened, she would totally ship Clarke with Raven)
After they finished the first episode, Emma turned to her girlfriend.
"So what did you think?"
"It was interesting, so I think I'd like to continue watching from here,"
"Okay,"
Emma gave her a quick kiss, then pulled out her phone to check the time.
"Actually, we'll have to do that later. In order for the surprise to happen, we have to go to the roof now,"
Regina let out a sigh, but didn't protest. She was looking forward to what her girlfriend had planned for her, but she still didn't like going on the roof.
Emma grabbed her hand, then led her outside. Just like before, she climbed up the ladder first. After getting to the top part of the roof, she held her hand out for her girlfriend.
Regina hardly even trusted the ladder, but she slowly made her way up anyway. When she took Emma's hand, she felt herself being pulled up effortlessly.
Emma had once again prepared pillows and blankets for her, just like she had before.
Despite the fact that it was the beginning of spring, it was still extremely cold outside. When Regina could see her own breath, she pulled the blankets over herself and snuggled up close to Emma.
"This better be worth it, Swan," she whispered, her teeth chattering. "I'm freezing my ass off out here!"
"Shh! It's starting!" Emma replied, pointing to the sky.
Regina looked above them to see a shooting star pass over. And then another nearby.
She let out a gasp as she realized what was happening. Her lips curled into a smile as she witnessed another.
She positioned herself so she was practically laying down on top of her girlfriend, but her eyes were still looking up at the sky so she could see the meteor shower.
As more and more shooting stars shot across the sky, her smile grew bigger and bigger. Sure, she was freezing, but this was definitely a sight worth seeing.
Emma tried to do whatever she could to keep her girlfriend warm, but she knew that she didn't radiate too much body heat. Nonetheless, she stayed close to her and made sure that the entire blanket was over her girlfriend.
As time went by Regina had started to grow tired, which wasn't unnoticed by Emma.
"Alright, Regina," she said at barely a whisper. "Let's get you to bed,"
Regina nodded groggily, then stood up with a yawn. Emma took her hand, then lead her to the edge of the roof.
She jumped first, landing on the smaller ledge. She motioned for Regina to join her.
Getting flashbacks of her fall, Regina hesitated. But as she saw Emma's open arms waiting for her, she carefully lowered herself down into her arms. From there, the two of them climbed down.
Emma lead her back inside, where she pulled the blankets down for her. Considering that Emma didn't sleep, and this was the first time Regina would be sleeping over at her house, the bed felt different because of how little it had been used. The only person who had actually slept on it before was Ruby when she would have a sleepover with Emma.
She turned the lights off, then looked at her girlfriend who was already on the bed.
"Are you gonna stay with me?" Regina asked with another yawn. She clearly noticed how Emma was still wide awake.
"Sure," she said.
Emma crawled onto the back of the bed. She had her back against the wall, but still looked down at her girlfriend.
Regina noticed how Emma wasn't laying with her, but she was too tired to say anything, so instead she rolled over and used her girlfriend's lap as a pillow.
Emma let out a chuckle, but didn't move. Luckily, she had her phone with her so she could keep herself entertained whilst Regina slept through the night.
Making sure the volume was down, she started playing a game for a little while. It did keep her entertained, like it had so many times before.
But then something else caught her attention.
She looked down at her sleeping girlfriend. She felt something that she hadn't felt in awhile; hunger.
Horrorstruck, Emma realized that it had been nearly a week since she had gone hunting.
Normally, she was on top of maintaining her constant thirst for blood, but it had slipped her mind this past week. She let herself get distracted, and now she was paying the price.
She looked at Regina again, and tried so hard not to think of all the blood flowing through her veins at this very moment, but that was all she could think about.
She needed blood.
Using all her willpower not to touch Regina, she got her phone out again.
Emma: ruby please get over here i really need help
Ruby: it's past midnight, wtf is happening?
Emma: so i may have forgotten to go hunting...
Emma: and my instincts are taking over
Emma: FUCK THE FANGS ARE OUT NOW
Ruby: then go hunting
Emma: i can't. regina is sleeping on me rn, and it would wake her up. i can't exactly explain why i would be leaving the house. so i need you to do smth for me
Ruby: what is it?
Emma: come over here, be as quiet as you can tho. then in the freezer downstairs, there's a box of blood popsicles. david and mary margaret usually want to save them for emergencies, but i think this falls into that category
Ruby: omw
Emma let out a sigh of relief, knowing that she would only have to contain herself for just a little while longer.
But now she had to be even more careful not to wake Regina up, or else her girlfriend would see her fangs.
She tried to distract herself with something else as she grew impatient. As every second passed by, Regina's blood started to smell more and more appealing.
Just a taste. She thought to herself.
No! She then thought. If she allowed herself to have just a taste of Regina's blood, she would either kill her, or do something worse.
She slowly bent down, feeling her sharp teeth almost touching her girlfriend's skin.
I'm sorry. Was the thought running through her head as she opened her mouth to bite.
Luckily, the door opened just as she was about to bite. Ruby was standing there, holding the blood popsicle.
Her eyes widened in horror as she saw what Emma was about to do, so she walked over as fast as she could without making noise.
Emma gratefully took the popsicle, then brought her lips to it immediately. As the blood made its way through her system, she let out a sigh of relief.
By the time she finished the popsicle, her fangs had retracted.
Sometimes, having a taste of blood would set her off into full hunter mode, and she would crave more and more. Hence, why she usually hunted in the middle of the night where no one could see her.
However, when her instincts started taking over like this, and she was already starting to go in her hunter mode, blood was able to relive her.
She nodded a thank-you to Ruby for bringing her the popsicle. She knew she owed her so much more than that, but that was all she could do for now.
Ruby however, gave her a look she had never seen before; her eyes looked darker than usual, and she was glaring at Emma.
She didn't say anything to her, but gave her such a dark look.
Without even waving goodbye, Ruby left her room, then went back to her own home.
Emma looked down at Regina, and she had never been more grateful for Ruby, no matter how weird she may be acting at the moment.
At the same time, she was scared; Ruby had saved Regina's life that night.
For the first time in her life, someone needed to be saved from Emma.
