Taking a break from Happiness Can’t Be Arranged.
Taggin @oparu because… she said something recently about wanting s6 Dragon Queen.
She’s taken aback by the sight of her, sitting cross-legged on the porch with her hand propping up her chin. A little smile twists onto Regina’s lips as her head tips to the side as she takes in Mal.
It’s been weeks–months maybe–since they’ve seen each other, yet there she is. Mal’s called a few times, but she hasn’t responded–not because she didn’t want to, but because she didn’t know what to say. While Robin was in New York, they’d had an all too brief affair–nothing too deep, more of a distraction, but meaningful, nonetheless.Then, Robin was back ands he wasn’t sure what to do–and then, he was gone and she was left grappling and struggling to even go through the motions. Having Mal around–having someone who knew her so intimately, who’d seen her at her truest worst–was just too hard, so once again she’d pushed her away.
But as always, Mal saw through her, and never stayed away for too long.
Mal lifted a bottle of wine as a smile pulled onto her lips–and Regina sighed, shaking her head as she continued up the long approach to her porch.
“I heard,” Mal coos as her bottom lip pouts out. “How are you?”
Regina’s eyebrow arches. “You heard?”
“I ran into Henry,” she explains. “He told me what happened… with you and the Queen.” Mal holds out her hand as Regina nears, and she grins as Regina pulls her up from the top step. “You okay?”
“I… am,” Regina nods. “Or I will be.”
“He told me you’ve come to terms with yourself, that you’ve come to terms with your past.” Mal gives her hand a tight squeeze. “I’m so proud of you.”
Regina nods, her breath catching in her chest. “I’m proud of me, too.”
“It’s been a long time coming,” Mal says, her eyes shifting from Regina to the bottle of wine. “And a reason to celebrate.”
Mal nods and her smile warms as she tugs gently on her hand. “New beginnings…” She pauses and Regina feels a soft tingle at her core as Mal’s eyes meet hers. “Or… something like that.”
Regina’s lip catches between her teeth and she takes a breath, holding into Mal’s hand as she climbs the porch stairs and wonders where the evening will take them.