Where I Belong

Life After Realization

Chapter 9 – Life After Realization

Her face basically split in two from the smile that spread itself across her face. She sighed at the reaction that his adorable blonde got out of her. Then she frowned when she realized something. She was not just feeling the sexual attraction towards this woman, and that was problematic.

"Hell, Emma. I think you are going to cause a lot of trouble."

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As soon as the words reached her ears, the realization kicked in, that yes, she had real feelings for the blonde; feelings that she promised that she would not have again this soon. But the problem with working to stay away from things that you want, is that they often punch through the walls that you have built in order to make themselves known. Then as fast as that came to her, the brunette pushed it back down, refusing to pay attention. She was going to continue enjoying her "fun" with Emma and that is all it would stay.

Regina resigned herself to her night alone and ate a simple meal standing at the counter in the kitchen. She was feeling sorry for herself and she knew that, but she could not really snap out of it. She drew herself a bath and as she sunk into the warm water, she felt all the stress drain from her body. She loved having a warm, relaxing bath with a glass of wine. It was her safe place, she could let the world disappear and hide away from all that troubled her. In this moment of utter peace, she forgot about Emma and her infuriatingly beautiful smile, her adorable dimples and the way she crinkles her brow in that adorable way when she thinks. She could forget about her delicious abs and strong biceps and the way she wraps those athletic thighs around her head when she...

Suddenly sitting upright, splashing water over the edge of the tub, Regina lets out a simple "Fuck" at the fact that once again she cannot escape Emma Swan.

After that the bath is ruined, and Regina quickly dries herself before dressing in her most comfy pjs. She rarely wears them, as they are fuzzy and probably the most unsexy thing she owns, but tonight is a night of being comfy and hiding away from anything that might cause her even more distress. Robed, in her passion-killers, Regina gets into bed and turns on the seldomly used television in her bedroom. It feels like a proper self-pitying night, Regina says to herself and thus she opens her Netflix and looks for the most annoyingly sappy movie she can find. Once satisfied with her choice, she snuggles in and grabs her wine before dissolving into a big, sorry ball of drunkenly warm sorrows.

She is stirred from her slumber and realizes that she has fallen asleep before the movie had even finished. The buzzing that had awaken her is coming from her phone, so she sleepily reaches around her bed in search of the offending device.

"Elo" she answers, voice still groggy and rough from her slumber.

"Oh wow, you sound even sexier over the phone."

Regina rolls her eyes at the cheesiness that is Emma Swan, but her gigantic smile is kind of a contradictory statement and once again she realizes that she is quiet literally not capable of sticking to her guns.

"Well, is there a reason you have so rudely interrupted my sleep Miss Swan?"

Regina can hear the quiet groan coming from the other side. "Yeah, uhm..." Emma stutters out. She knows that it is insane that Regina calling her 'Miss Swan' can have such a drastic effect on her, but her underwear is already ruined, and her brain is starting to shut down. Clearing her throat, she continues. "Yeah, I wanted to know how your day was?"

Regina smiles at the cute gesture. "You know how my day was Emma, you spent most of it with me."

"Yeah I know, but I was bored and so I thought I could have a little chat with my favorite History teacher." Emma blushes at her lame reply. Go Swan can you be any lamer?

"Emma, you know when decided to keep this casual," Regina knows that she's being hypocritical because she's the one that has been moping around the house the whole night.

"Yeah, Yeah, relax cranky pants and look out the window." Emma giggles through the line when she can hear the brunette's confused little huff through the phone.

Grudgingly, Regina gets up and walks to the window, peering out into the yard, she sees nothing suspicious or shaped like a sexy blonde. "What am I looking for exactly Miss Swan?"

Emma sits on her roof, looking down towards the house that neighbors hers around the back and smiles at the gorgeous sight of Regina Mills is fuzzy pjs and tousled hair. She didn't think that the brunette could look any more beautiful than in that moment, all natural and private. The sight takes her breath away and makes her heart jump wildly in her chest.

"You look absolutely gorgeous Regina" she whispers through the line. "Look up" she says.

Regina raises her eyes in confusion and is about to ask the silly woman what she is on about when she sees the shadowy figure on the roof of the house next door. She gasps in shock, "Please tell me that is you and not some pervert watching me."

"Nah, It's just me. I guess I should have told you after the other night, that I kind of live behind you right?" Emma's little laugh is the cutest thing Regina has ever heard, and she scolds herself immediately for such thought.

"That would have been helpful Emma," she says and then looks down at her fuzzies "I would not have let you seen me like this if I knew you would be sitting there. Although maybe I should have worn these that first night. I am sure your persistence would have wavered then." Regina bites jokingly. She knows that she is entirely to blame for the whole situation, but Emma is just too confusing for her and her brain, heart and body is constantly fighting over the beauty.

Emma smiles as she looks at the woman of her dreams, she can hear the insecurity in her defensive tone and she secretly loves it. "I can honestly say that I wouldn't be able to keep my hands to myself If I saw you in that. As is I am seriously contemplating whether I should just rush over right now. I can think of nothing better than fucking you in that soft little number."

Regina groans at Emma's words and must physically steady her breathing. She hates that Emma has such a strong physical effect on her, but what shocks her is that the statement had an even stronger effect on her heart. The fact that Emma desires her in the most hideous thing she owns makes her want the woman even more now.

"I don't believe a single word of it Miss Swan, and that might just earn you a punishment when I see you again." Regina tries to deflect the conversation to a more sexual nature but realizes that it is useless. She can't deny that her feeling for Emma are stronger than she'd expected so she decides to cut the phone call short. "As for your boredom, I am unfortunately not the one to help you with that, as I am extremely busy. Have a good evening Emma." She hangs up before the other woman can get in another word and closes the drapes before climbing back into bed.

What she doesn't realize is that Emma Swan knows what happened, she knows Regina is scared and that she pushed too far; sending the brunette running back behind her walls. Staring down at the window she sighs to herself. "It's okay Regina, I'll be right here. Sleep tight"