This chapter is for tae200243 with the prompt: "Could you do one where Regina is pregnant and thinks she's fat. So Emma comforts her." Thank you for favoriting and following the story!
Regina stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom, turning sideways. She huffed in annoyance at seeing the beginning of her baby bump. Being pregnant was exciting, and Regina was happy that she was carrying her and Emma's child, but she could no longer fit into some of her most favorite clothes. Mainly her dress pants.
"Good morning," Emma said cheerfully, kissing Regina on the cheek.
"Is it?" Regina asked, glaring at her reflection.
"Uh oh," Emma said, sitting on their bed. "What's wrong?"
Regina turned to Emma and tugged at her pants in annoyance. "This is what's wrong. They won't button."
"You just need new pants," Emma said gently. "It's not that big of a deal."
Regina turned back to the mirror in frustration. "How is this not a big deal? I'm fat."
"You are not fat," Emma scolded. "You're pregnant. There's a big difference between being fat and being pregnant."
"Is there though?" Regina asked. She was looking intently at her reflection, turning side to side.
Emma rolled her eyes affectionately before waving her hand. Regina's mirror disappeared in a cloud of white smoke.
"Hey!" Regina protested. "You don't take away the Evil Queen's mirror!"
"Former Evil Queen," Emma corrected. "And I just did. You don't need to look in a mirror."
"And why's that?" Regina asked, crossing her arms.
"Because you look beautiful and don't need a mirror making you think differently," Emma said.
"If I was beautiful, I would be able to still fit in my current clothes," Regina said, pouting. Emma smiled before standing up and walking over to Regina. She wrapped her arms around her wife, pulling her close.
"You do not need to be skinny to be beautiful," Emma said. "You're carrying my child. How in the world could I not find that beautiful?"
Regina smiled before relaxing completely into Emma's embrace. "So what do we do about my pants?"
"We can go shopping for some new clothes," Emma said. "I promise that there's clothes that will still fit your taste, but that will fit you much better."
"Okay," Regina said. "I guess I'll admit defeat."
Emma chuckled lightly before pulling away from Regina. "You will always be beautiful to me. No matter what."
"I may need you to keep reminding me of that," Regina said.
Emma smiled before kissing Regina. "I have no problem telling you exactly how beautiful you are."
Regina laughed. "I love you."
Emma leaned forward, touching their foreheads together. "I love you too."