Skyline of concrete dreams- SwanQueen

Chapter 21

The sharp pain in her neck wakes her up, the divine smell filling her nostrils is what keeps her from going back to sleep.

It's earlier than she is used to, she knows that for sure; she can feel her tired body yelling at her to turn into the pillow, block the light away and go back to sleep. Her eyes won't corporate as well, staying closed for a long period of time.

Emma was never one to wake up immediately, she needs her three alarm clocks, one every ten minutes to even considering leaving dream world. After accepting the fact that it is morning, Emma stares into nothing, sometimes for minutes, until her brain jumps to action.

Today is no different. She lies on her back, eyes staring blankly up and waits for her entire body to properly wake up. Slowly she regains brain activity and suddenly the mystery of why she is on her sofa instead of her bed solves itself out. Regina.

She shoots up, causing herself a mild dizziness attack, and turns to look at the kitchen.

All she sees is Regina's back as the brunette wanders around the area, looking for things. She opens and closes several cabinets' doors until she finds where the plates are. She makes a humming sound, deeming the plates acceptable and turns around to place them on the kitchen island. She halts when they lock eyes. They keep silent, Regina not knowing what to say and Emma still not fully awake, at least not enough to maintain a conversation. Eventually the brunette breaks the silence

"Good morning"

"Mm" Emma nods with head. Ruby keeps insisting that in the morning Emma is not really a person, but a cow. And why is that? Emma doesn't talk when she wakes up, only hums, mostly pissed hums since mornings aren't her thing.

Regina seems to interpret it the wrong way. She lowers her head, slightly ashamed.

"I apologies, I didn't mean to intrude..." Emma's sporting a small frown in return "I was hungry" she swallows "you said to feel free..."

Emma's brain seems to fully pop up in the most important moment. Before Emma has any chance of harming what she has with Regina based on the fact that she is one angry piece of shit in the mornings, she quickly stands.

"Oh no no no, I totally meant it that way!" she is quick to assure "I'm just" she scratched the back of her neck "not a morning type of person"

Regina seems relieved. She even puts on a small amused smile "I've noticed"

Emma wants to approach the brunette and drown her in a good morning kiss, but it is morning therefore teeth brushing is required. When she enters the bathroom she immediately notices a few unfamiliar items. There is another tooth brush and a Channel (of course) toiletry bag. She peaks inside and finds a few tubes of cream, all travel size, and a small bottle of perfume.

She brushes her teeth thoroughly, since no morning stench is allowed today. She washes her face and combs her hair into submission with her fingers. All along, sneaking looks over to the bag.

You are not sniffing around.

She peers inside the bag again. Oh fuck it, just the perfume.

She opens the small bottle and takes a sniff. She sighs. This is Regina bottled up. She closes her eyes and engulfs in the scent, in direct connotation connected to her favorite brunette minus the intensity of being so close to her.

Just one spray on her shirt.

She smells the collar with a smile, something to hold on to once the brunette leaves.

She comes out to the main area of the apartment, Regina already stocking up to food on both plates.

"That smells divine" she says and Regina sends a proud smile her way.