Hey my Swen-darling-friends!
Thank you so much for the feedback :) I'm so excited there's interest in the story.
You definitely convinced me to continue to write and update!
I do want to make it clear from the start – to avoid painful misunderstandings and stuff like that- that this story, it's characters and the situations are fictional. It's going to be a non-magical g!p story but I'm not labeling any conditions.
If you're interested in a awesome SQ g!p story that is more realistic I highly recommend FindLove.
The focus of this story is going to be on family, friendship, awkwardness, fluff, desire and attraction.
I must say… I absolutely love your guessing on who's going to be the one with the package ^^ It's awesome to hear your thoughts and wishes. I won't reveal too much until it's inevitable for the story but for now I'm kind of enjoying keeping you guys in the dark ;)
Here's the second chapter.
It's a closer look into the girl's current emotions.
Fingers crossed you'll like it!
If there's any questions or concerns… let me know! :)
(also: STILL just a Dutch girl… so the English is what it is.)
CHAPTER 2
"That definitely took you long enough." Ruby clicks her tongue and pushes herself from her leaning position against the wall.
Her questioning tone indicates her eagerness to find out if Emma managed to land herself the job.
Emma and Ruby have known each other since high school.
They studied together and then both applied for the same job at Once Upon A Time.
Okay… that had been a rocky patch in their friendship but they'd worked through it.
Which… admittedly also was thanks to the fact that they'd both been hired. But their friendship was strong regardless.
They've lived together for four years now, ever since Ruby's grandmother had firmly told her it was time for her to learn to provide for herself. Emma had been a great example for her in that and had actually been really happy to share a place with her outgoing friend. They had no secrets and ever since the publisher had gone bankrupt… no job either.
It was Emma who'd come up with the idea of them starting a cleaning business.
Ruby had been reluctant at first but soon realized that the bills wouldn't suddenly magically pay itself.
Emma'd pushed her to do the responsible thing. Something she's actually grateful for.
She'd also be very grateful if Emma'd give her some good news right now. Like… that she got hired.
"I think I'm in love, Rubes…" is not really the statement she'd been expecting. She furrows her brow and snorts a little confused…
"That bad?"
Emma inhales slowly and dreamily stares out in front of her.
She and Ruby have started walking back towards the metro again already as she softly smiles and seems to be lost in thoughts.
Which is kind of freaking her friend out a bid.
"I don't think that woman has a single flaw." She curiously states.
"That's great." Ruby clears her throat and narrows her eyes a little, fearing for her friend's mental health.
"Did she hire you?" She firmly asks while taking a hold of Emma's left shoulder, willing the blonde to look her in the eyes.
"She did." Emma nods.
"Well, there's her first flaw… lack of good judgment." Ruby smirks teasingly and Emma instantly rolls her eyes and snorts.
"Fuck you. How did yours go?" She then genuinely smiles.
"Hired. Thursdays and Fridays." Ruby proudly informs her.
Emma nods and then shares her own catch
"Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays and Saturdays."
"Get out! How big was that place?" Ruby's face contorts in a mixture of awe and envy.
"She wants it cleaned twice a week."
Emma shakes her head with narrowed eyes, not being able to fully grasp how kind of crazy that is yet either.
"Sounds like you got yourself a control freak."
Ruby chuckles and continues their walk to the metro, content with the fruitful afternoon they'd had.
"She can control me any day." Emma murmurs and then tags along, lost in thoughts of brunette hair and luscious lips.
"I can't believe you're allowing someone into your house!"
Kathryn cries out enthusiastically. She's also cupping Regina's face and staring at her with watery eyes.
It's less than normal if you ask Regina and she's kind of spooked by it.
She'd known Kathryn since their years in college, where they'd shared a dorm room.
Kathryn'd always been more of the party kind of girl and she herself was the more serious one of the duo.
Regardless of how different they happened to be, Regina was always there to pick Kathryn up,
to help her study and keep her on the right track.
While Kathryn was always there to make Regina smile and remind her that life was about more than work and business.
"You're literally doing the same thing." Regina deadpans wide eyed. What is the matter with this woman?
"Oh honey, but I'm not you." Her friend smiles sweetly and shakes her head.
"Thank god."
"I'm not as paranoid as you are." Kathryn then lightly slaps her shoulder.
"What's that supposed to mean? I have to be protective of Henry, Kat. He's everything." Regina furrows her brow defensively.
"I know darling and you're right but I'm just saying that it's nice that you're trusting someone enough so you can lower your workload." Her friend explains where her relief comes from and Regina does have to admit…
"It was beginning to be rather stressful."
Kathryn nods agreeingly. She'd seen her friend stressing out about work and deadlines and most importantly…
her darling son of course… but being a single parent… she's literally alone in everything. Well, alone is a bit of a strong word.
Of course Kathryn helps. Of course she's willing to do anything and everything for that sweetheart of a boy but Regina is so proud of her independence and of what she's accomplished that she really feels like she should be able to do everything by herself.
Keeping a massive loft spotless in addition to all of that….
Well… if she- with her own earned money- is able to get someone to do that for her… she might be able to live with that.
Only time will tell, of course. But it'd definitely have to be someone she feels she can trust.
She is letting an actual stranger into her house… her home… the place she raises her Henry…
The place she needs to be safe always…
"Plus Emma seems like a nice girl." Kathryn smiles.
"What do you know about Emma?" Regina quickly asks.
"Ruby told me about her."
"Ruby?"
"The girl I hired to clean my house. The best friend of the girl you hired to clean your house." Kathryn chuckles amused.
"How do you even know that?" Regina's nose scrunches up in confusion.
Had they gone out for cocktails and shared life stories rather than have a normal job interview?
"They just started a business together." Kathryn deadpans.
"I suppose. What did she tell you about Emma?" Regina then asks again.
"I don't know. Nothing in particular. Just that Ruby really hoped that she'd be hired by you because she's a hard worker and deserves something good happening to her." She truthfully tells her.
Ruby had said those things. Ruby had said a lot of things. Ruby'd really been a very talkative girl actually,
something Kathryn surely doesn't mind.
She'd kind of recognized herself in the young brunette and hadn't doubted long or at all before hiring her.
"Hmm." Regina hums a little distractedly.
"What?" and obviously… Kathryn's suspicion grows.
"Anything else?"
"You seem awfully interested." The blonde narrows her eyes and searches her friend's face.
Is she trying to get some dirt on Emma so she can already fire the girl before she's even officially started?
It sure sounds like something Regina would be capable of doing in order to shield Henry from any possible harm but come on…
this is a cleaning help they're talking about…
"No… it's just that there was something about her. She's… different. I don't know."
This is actually a very interesting development. Kathryn had not seen it coming but is rather grateful for the direction this is heading in.
She decides to not look a gift horse in the mouth and to just jump on the wagon immediately.
"Different how. Different hot?"
To her complete surprise and utter joy her friend doesn't even deny it.
"Well… she's definitely attractive." The small blush that covers Regina's cheeks is endearing really.
It's a shade that doesn't often colors her skin but it suits her beautifully and Kathryn can only hope there'll be more where that came from. Much more.
"Hallelujah." She can't help but sigh and chuckle happily.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Regina instantly shoots her a glare that tells her she should take this conversation a little slower.
Regina's not the type that enjoys being pushed into anything… as frustrating as it is.
"It's been years since you've been this enthusiastic about a woman."
Kathryn gives her a soft smile and nods encouragingly.
"One" Regina clears her throat before continuing "I'm not enthusiastic and two she's still a girl."
"She's a young woman and your interest in her is endearing and heart warming. It's enough to give me hope, darling."
She tells her friend and Kathryn desperately hopes she didn't overstep any boundaries by having done so.
Regina rolls her eyes but it's just impossible to keep her face from breaking out into a huge smile.
She ducks her head though, in a poor attempt to hide it from her friend but fails.
And Kathryn mirrors the smile happily as Regina averts her eyes towards her own hands.
It's just a small crush on a girl she met once… and hired… and will see four times a week…
And honestly, she can't wait.
Finally her alarm goes off. She'd been laying awake for hours. Several very confronting hours. What is wrong with her?
This can't possibly be healthy.
Emma pulls her hair loose from it's messy bun and rakes her fingers through tangled stresses.
She nervously bites her lips while making her way towards the bathroom to start the day off with a refreshing shower.
Maybe that will clear her mind… maybe that will snap her out of this… this confusing state of mind.
It doesn't.
And it's actually pretty scary. She's never felt like this. Has anyone ever?
How'd they even function?
"Euhm… Ems are you alright?" Ruby's voice startles her a little and her eyes focus onto her pajama clad friend.
"Yeah yeah. 'fcourse! Just grabbing some juice." Emma offers her a meek smile while shrugging.
Her hair is still wet and leaving water stains on the black top she's thrown on while she's mindlessly unscrewing the top from its carton.
"You look like crap. Have you slept at all? And I wouldn't drink that if I were you."
"I… Thanks. Yeah I've slept… woke up early but I've definitely slept… I… and why shouldn't I drink?"
Emma snaps, obviously feeling grumpy.
"Well… to answer your question… that's soup. Now you answer mine…what has you so pissed off so early?"
"I" Emma's turns the carton in her hand and looks it over. It is soup.
She puts it back while letting her eyes search through the rest of the fridge.
"We're out of juice." Ruby saves her the trouble of looking any longer.
The blonde groans and slams the fridge shut before leaning against it and closing her eyes.
"So?" Ruby asks her again.
"I can't work for her, Rubes." Pale cheeks turn slightly pink.
"What?"
"Regina Mills…" Emma sighs.
"Ems…." Ruby searches her friend's face and takes a couple of steps closer towards her.
"babe… look at me" –She does- "What about her?" the brunette asks and offers her a small smile.
"It's just too weird."
"What's weird?" Ruby continues to dig.
"The way she makes me feel." Emma whines childishly. She's really not one to talk much or at all about her feelings.
This is highly uncomfortable. If this was anyone but Ruby, she'd long stormed off to avoid having to answer these kind of questions.
Ruby knows that too and decides to refrain herself from breaking into a Michael Jackson hit song but does want to make the atmosphere a little lighter by teasing her blonde friend.
"Oh. The way she makes you feel?"
But Emma then instantly shakes her head and sincerely corrects her.
"No Rubes… the way she makes me feel. It's insane."
"Wow." Ruby's actually kind of speechless in that moment.
There wasn't a single trace of doubt in Emma's voice, was there?
"Yeah."
"Em, you've met her once…" Ruby softly offers.
"Exactly… totally insane… and dangerous and not healthy at all.
Plus it'd just be creepy if I worked there… for her, I mean."
"Look… just … try… you'll regret loosing a job this big, you know you will and it'll probably will be okay anyway…
You'll go there and see how she's not as flawless as you first believed her to be and the whole mystery around this woman will dissipate and your infatuation will just blow over."
The long legged brunette tries to calm her friend who's obviously having a difficult time keeping her emotions under control.
See as closed off and introvert as her friend tends to be… she's one of the most sensitive and emotional people Ruby's ever known.
"No but… see, I remember… she's got this little scar above her her lip…" The blonde then quietly mumbles.
"Okay…"
"So, she's not entirely flawless and I'm still freaking out over her." the panic in her voice is evident.
"It's not bad to have a crush, Em." Ruby smiles sweetly.
"It's not a crush. Ever since I've met her… she hasn't slipped my mind at all. At all, Rubes. I even dreamed about her.
I closed my eyes and she was there. She's everywhere." Blonde eye brows furrow in an attempt to understand where all of this is coming from. Is she going mad?
"Ooooh" Ruby then suddenly chuckles playfully.
"What?"
"You had a sexy dream about her and now you feel awkward about facing her… that's it, right?"
and the brunette shoves her friend's shoulder lightly.
"No… it wasn't like that… there was no sex … it was just her…
it's like my dream-self isn't even delusional enough to think it's even possible." Emma shakes her head.
Ruby does too and grabs a hold of her best friend to offer the girl a much needed hug.
She wraps her arms around Emma's slim waist and pulls her close against her.
Her hands soothingly rub Emma's shoulders and neck while she murmurs against the side of the blonde's head
"You know I'm not gonna allow you to turn your back on this, right?"
"Please?"
"No, we push each other babe… it's our thing… You at least have to give it a try and I'm always here if you need me… you know that."
"I do." Emma sighs and allows her body to lean against her friend's strong,
confident frame until the brunette pulls back a little and wills her to lock eyes.
"So?" She raises a thin-ly plucked eye brow.
"I'm going." Emma says and then exhales slowly and swallows.
"It'll be fine." Ruby smiles and nods while pulling her back in.
"Miss Mills?" Emma's instantly concerned when she finds the front door of her new boss's loft wide open.
She feels how all of the muscles in her body get ready for attack as she slowly approaches the threshold of the entry.
Green eyes go from left to right and focus on anything that might seem out of the ordinary.
She doesn't know if she should be relieved or extra concerned when she finds that at first sight, nothing seems to be wrong.
The lock seems unharmed.
That could only mean one out of two things… or there's absolutely nothing going on… or whoever entered the Mills' home without permission is cunning and smart. And dangerous.
Desperately hoping for the first option, fearing for the latter she swallows thickly and licks her lips nervously.
Soundless steps lead her to the middle of the room.
Sudden noises draw her attention into the direction of the dark modern staircase to her left she hadn't noticed before.
Minimalistic wooden steps against a snow white wall lead to a second floor to the source of the noises.
She narrows her eyes when bare feet seem to be ascending.
"Emma?"
By hearing that voice... the addressed woman instantly relaxes.
"Miss Mills." She exhales but then realizes that bare feet go up into bare legs, bare thighs and she just has to look away.
"I'm sorry. I'm early. I miscalculated the ride over and I really didn't want to be late this time."
She tries hard to sound casual and unaffected by the generous amounts of olive toned skin she won't ever be able to get out of her memory. Nor would she want that. Even though… obviously, she really should.
"That's fine, dear. But… how did you get in?" Regina asks her from her spot on the staircase.
Allowing her upper half to remain on the upper floor.
"The door… it was entirely open…" Emma warily informs her.
"Shit."
"What? Are you alright?" The young blonde automatically takes a couple of steps into Regina's direction…
while doing so she also turns back towards where the woman is standing and notices how she seems to be wearing a dark blue towel. It's keeping her from seeing more than she'd be able to handle.
The approaching of her voice makes Regina take a hesitant step backwards though… back upwards.
Emma awkwardly keeps herself from moving closer towards the staircase, not wanting for her boss to feel uncomfortable in her presence.
"No I'm sorry… It's been a while since it's done that…" comes her muffled explanation.
"Done what?" Emma furrows her brow in confusion.
"Fallen open… I have to double lock it… it must have slipped my mind."
"The lock is broken?" The girl asks.
"I'll call someone to fix it."
"Do you want me to have a look at it?" Emma instantly suggests.
"You can fix it?" and Regina's voice actually sounds surprised.
"I can have a look at it." The girl shrugs and chuckles.
"That would be nice."
"Of course."
And then both of them don't really seem to know where to go from there.
"I'll just… I'll be down in a few minutes. Do you have your stuff?"
"My stuff?" Emma's confused.
"Your cleaning material, dear."
"Oh yes, of course… I have it here with me."
Emma raises the hand holding a bucket containing several cleaning products and an expandable mop, as if Regina can actually see that.
"Good."
"You can… get dressed." Emma winces the moment the words leave her mouth as she tells Regina… that sounded weird.
It's not her position to tell her boss to do anything. Especially something like that…
Especially something she doesn't even find that necessary to begin with…
If Regina chooses to walk around her house half naked all the time that's of course her right
and Emma should just thank the heavens above for that. And yes… that would make things rather awkward.
But still, Emma would not have the right to complain. Clothed… her boss looks like an absolute goddess.
She can only imagine what the Queen must look like entirely bare.
"Of course." Regina says after a few seconds of awkward silence.
She doesn't quite know how to feel… being told to get dressed… by Emma.
She must have made the girl feel uncomfortable. But what had she expected? Shit.
It's not like she'd deliberately lingered a little too long in the shower to be able to show of her naked thighs… right?
The brunette shakes her head and curls up her nose. Had she just made things inevitably awkward between them?
They'd been able to have a nice, playful way of communicating when they'd seen each other a couple of days before.
Regina had definitely hoped for more of that.
Right now she can only regret not being entirely ready by the time Emma had made her appearance today.
She could have/ should have been clothed impeccably and looked flawless.
But no.
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