Another chapter based off of my life. Enjoy the fluff :)

Emma smiled as she opened her eyes. It was another beautiful morning, and she was in bed with probably the sexiest woman who had ever existed.

"You're daydreaming about me again, aren't you?" Regina asked.

Emma looked over at her and smiled even wider. "Of course. That's the perfect way to wake up. Daydreaming about how much you love the person you're lying next to."

Regina smiled and turned on her side to face Emma completely. "And what, pray tell, inspired this particular daydream?"

Emma turned onto her side as well, putting her and Regina face to face. "A year ago, we kissed for the very first time."

"Wow," Regina said. "It feels like a lot longer than that."

"I know," Emma said. "But in a good way, right?"

"Of course," Regina said, leaning in and kissing her gently. "That is a very good thing. But you know what else is a good thing?"

"What's that?" Emma asked.

"It's Saturday morning, which means that we can go back to bed," Regina said. "I'm going back to sleep."

Emma laughed. "Okay. You do that. Sweet dreams."

"You too," Regina said, kissing Emma on the cheek. "Dream more dreams of me."

When Regina woke up, Emma's side of the bed was empty. She reached over and felt it, frowning when she didn't feel any warmth. Emma had been gone for a while.

Regina rolled over, smiling when she saw the present on her nightstand. Reaching over, she grabbed the lip-gloss and put some on. The sweet smell made her smile even wider.

She pushed off the covers and got up, stretching. She walked downstairs and chuckled at the sight of what Emma had made for breakfast. Or at least tried to anyway.

Waffles and pancakes were stacked, each with strawberries and whipped cream on top. Bowls of strawberries were on the table already, as well as more cans of whipped cream.

"Hey there," Emma said. "Just working on the french toast right now."

"What is all of this for?" Regina asked.

"A celebration," Emma said. "Because if we hadn't kissed for the first time, we wouldn't even be in the place we are right now."

Regina reached over and grabbed a strawberry, popping it into her mouth. "I know that. But why the big breakfast?"

Emma shrugged. "Just felt like it. I wanted to see how many things I could put strawberries on."

Regina laughed and walked around the counter, turning Emma to face her. "Thank you for making breakfast. I'm sure that Henry will very much enjoy the feast."

Emma smiled and kissed Regina. "Just like the first time," she said. "Tastes like strawberries."

So the part from my life is the tastes like strawberries. Apparently I always taste like strawberries. *shrugs* I just go with it.