swanqueen drabbles

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Emma climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. She coughed several times into her elbow and then sneezed. Being sick was one of things Emma hated most. Runny noses, sore throats, stomachs aches. It was so tiresome and annoying.

Regina tapped on the bathroom door, Emma jumped.

"You okay in here?" Regina asked.

Emma stared at the doorway where Regina was at and blanked. She didn't say anything but just stared at her; eyes squinted and mouth open.

Regina walked into the bathroom and approached Emma. She put her hand to Emma's forehead and gasped. "You're hot!"

"Thank you. " Emma said with a small, tiresome smirk.

She took a few steps to the door but was too weak to continue. She started to fall and Regina reached out just in time to catch her by the waist and hold her up.

"Cmon," she whispered. "Let's get you dressed."

After Emma was fully dressed in the thickest, warmest pajamas she had, Regina had her get under the blankets and try to sleep.

But Emma couldn't sleep. Her nose was stuffed, her throat was sore, and she was cold from her fever.

"I wish there was something more I could do. " Regina said while slipping fuzzy socks onto Emma's feet.

"You've already done enough," Emma said. "I appreciate it. "

Regina sat at the edge of the bed and tucked a loose strand of Emma's hair behind her ear. Emma moaned softly and smiled. "Will you braid my hair?" She started to sit up so Regina could get behind her and braid, but Regina wouldn't have it.

"No," she told Emma." You're sick. You need to rest."

Emma pouted her lips. "Please?"

"In order for me to braid your hair, I would need you to sit on the floor so I can reach the top of your head better," Regina argued. "And you're in no condition to sit on the floor. You need to rest. "

Emma moaned and groaned while Regina continued to tell Emma the reason why she shouldn't, but Emma just wanted to feel Regina's touch. She wanted Regina to love her and make her feel better. So she sniffled and used her sickened, tear filled eyes to manipulate Regina. "I just want you to braid my hair, love. " Emma said, making sure she had full eye contact.

Regina's heart broke. She reached over Emma and helped her up so she could sit comfortably on the floor and began to braid.

She took the strands of Emma's slick, wet hair into her fingers and twisted them into a French braid.

Emma eventually fell asleep to Regina's soft, gentle touches. She was glad to have someone to take care of her and braid her hair while she was ill and weak.

She was so glad to have Regina.

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