knit. stairs

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Regina is able to say ' I love you' to anyone except the person she's in love with ( This person being Emma, of course). The words literally will not form in her mouth when she tries to say them. Emma naturally feels hurt and rejected and Regina has no clue what's going. Was she cursed or someone put a spell on her? Angst with an eventual happy ending.

Sorry it took so long. Hope you enjoy!

Regina snapped awake.

Rubbing her fingers to her temples, she sat against the backboard of her bed attempting to collect the pieces of the strange dream she had just had.

She was in her bed asleep when the door cracked open and a dark figure entered the room. She felt a small prick on her left ring finger that sent a sudden chill throughout her body and the shadow suddenly vanished.

Her cell phone rang, snapping her from her thoughts. The irritated frown she wore suddenly vanished as she saw, “Emma Swan,” on the screen.

“Good Morning,” she said sleepily.

“Morning, beautiful,” came the blonde’s voice on the other end.

“You’re up early, aren’t you?”

“Yup, got a disturbance call about an hour ago, but it was a false alarm. I figured you’d be awake and wanted to say good morning,” Regina smiled to herself as Emma spoke.

“How incredibly sappy of you, dear,” smiled Regina as she stepped out of bed.

“Whatever, you like it,” teased the blonde causing Regina to blush.

“Think what you’d like, Sheriff,” said Regina trying to stifle the excitement in her voice.

“Mmmhmm… well we’ll see what you think when I meet you at Granny’s for lunch,”

“Very well, dear- see you then,” replied Regina.

“See ya,” said the blonde, “Oh hey, Regina?”

“Yes, dear?”

“I love you,” smiled the blonde. The words came out a bit shaky seeing as how the previous evening had been the first time the new couple began saying them to each other.

Regina smiled widely and opened her mouth to reply, “I…” she held her hand to her throat and coughed, “I…” she coughed a couple more times, “Emma, I…” she opened and closed her mouth, but for some reason she couldn’t form the words.

“Regina?” inquired Emma, “You okay?” but the brunette continued to clear her throat and cough, “Hey, um, you okay?”

“I have… to… go…” said the brunette in between coughs.

“Okay,” said the blonde uncertainly, “Granny’s at one, right?”

“Yes,” Regina coughed out before hanging up. She tossed her phone onto her bed and ran to the bathroom. After chugging a couple glasses of water she cleared her throat and looked at herself in the mirror.

What the hell just happened?

She looked at her reflection, “Emma, I love you,” she said- her voice strong and clear. Her brows furrowed in confusion- perhaps she had just had a dry throat.

Later that day

“I think Henry’s on to us,” murmured Emma as she shoved a couple fries into her mouth.

“What makes you think that?” said Regina stealing a fry from the blonde’s plate.

“He was looking at us all funny the other night at dinner,”

“How so?”

“I don’t know, like he was happy, annoyed, and confused at the same time,”

“That’s certainly a variety,” replied Regina stealing another fry earning her a quick slap on the hand from Emma.

“Mine,” said the blonde with a smirk. Regina cocked an eyebrow, but couldn’t suppress the smile that began to dance across her face.

“Anyway,” said Regina reaching over Emma’s hands and grabbing another fry, “perhaps we should discuss telling him about us,”

“Yeah, we should probably do it soon before anyone else finds out and decides to open their big mouth,” replied Emma with a slow nod.

“Indeed,” whispered Regina as she reached over to Emma’s plate to steal a couple more fries.

“You’re lucky I love you,” murmured the blonde looking down at her half-empty plate of fries and then back up at Regina.

“Mmmm… and I…” Regina stopped again. I love you, I love you, I love you, she thought, “I….” she cleared her throat, “I…” I LOVE YOU.

Emma stared across the table at her.

“Did we move to fast?” asked the blonde, a slight tremble in her voice as she looked hesitantly across the table at the flustered brunette.

No, I just… I…” I love you. Regina suddenly felt hot. She could think the words, but couldn’t seem to say them out loud. What the hell is happening? “I have to go,” she said hastily as she stood up from the booth and quickly left the diner.

She walked briskly down Main Street, her face flushed.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” she mused out loud, “I said it plenty of times last night. I love you, I love you, I love you,” she rolled her eyes, “Oh of course I can say it now that she’s not here. I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!” she unconsciously yelled.

“What?”

Regina looked to her left in horror. There stood Snow White, her eyes wide and mouth hanging open. Regina felt her lip twitch as she flipped her hair and continued walking down the street.

Eventually, Regina got to her office and decided to bury herself in her work. It last a few minutes before her door burst open, revealing a concerned Emma.

“What’s wrong?” said the blonde.

“N-nothing,” stammered Regina nervously.

“Did I do something wrong? Did I fuck this up already?” asked Emma, the panic in her voice growing.

“No,” sighed Regina as she walked around her desk to face the blonde.

“Then what’s going on?”

“I… I don’t know,” whispered the brunette.

“Don’t bullshit me, Regina,” said the blonde suddenly getting angry, “I love you. I thought you loved me too, but I guess I was wrong,” she turned on her heel to leave, but Regina reached out her hand, gently grabbing the blonde by the elbow.

“No Emma wait, I do. I really do,”

“You do, what?” replied the blonde crossing her arms.

“I…I……I……” Regina stammered, unable to say the three words she longed to say.

“That’s what I thought,” said Emma plainly before stomping out of the room and slamming the door.

“I love you,” Regina whispered towards the closed door. She sank to her chair, tears forming in her eyes as she realized that, yet again, she has destroyed her chance at love.

……………

“Mom, you okay?” asked Henry timidly as he watched his brunette mother push her food around her plate.

“Hmmmm? Oh, yes, dear- I’m fine,” she said flatly.

“Mom, we promised no more lying. What’s wrong?” Regina sighed deeply as she set her fork down and looked towards the caring eyes of her son.

“I hurt someone I care about,” she whispered.

“You what?!Who?!

“No, it’s not what you think,” said Regina quickly.

“Did you use magic on someone?” Henry said, his features hardening.

“No,” said Regina firmly, taking her son’s hand in hers, “I just wasn’t able to say something that needed to be said, and Emma got hurt,”

“Emma? It was Emma?”

“No,”

“But you said Emma,”

“No I didn’t,”

“Mom…”

Regina gave a large sigh.

“Fine, yes it was Emma,”

“What happened?”

“Henry, I don’t think it’s proper to talk about this with you…”

“But I could help! Besides, I already know you two are dating…”

“You… what?”

“Come on… late nights out, blushing, inside jokes, lovey-dovey glances… it’s textbook,”

Regina opened and closed her mouth absolutely flabbergasted. She and Emma had gone through great lengths to keep this as secret as possible, but perhaps they weren’t as good as they thought.

“Well, it doesn’t matter now because it’s over,” murmured Regina with a frown.

“What? How can it be over?”

“I ruined everything, Henry,” said Regina. She could feel the tears brimming to the surface and she tried to push them down.

“What happened?”

“I couldn’t say that I loved her,” whispered Regina.

“And you do?”

“Yes,” said Regina quietly with a nod, “And I told her so last night, but today I can’t seem to physically say the words to her,”

Henry sat back in his chair, his face suddenly drained of all color.

“Henry? What’s wrong?”

“It’s my fault,” whispered Henry.

“No, don’t be thinking like that- the only person to blame is…”

“Me,” he said as his hands started to shake, “I was irritated by how long you guys were taking, and I thought that if I could help nudge things along- then we could all just jump forward to our happy ending,” he said with his eyes downcast.

“Henry… what did you do?”

“I tried to make a love potion, but I must have screwed something up,”

“You what?!” screeched Regina.

“I got one of your books out of your study and tried to make a love potion. All I had to do was mix the ingredients, dip a small pin in the potion and prick your finger and poof happy ending! I didn’t mean to ruin anything!”

Regina’s mind raced. She was so furious she couldn’t even seem to collect a coherent thought. Then she remembered her dream… it hadn’t been a dream.

“You do not fool around with magic, do you hear me? You could have severely injured yourself, you could have killed someone,” said Regina firmly, her eyes in flames, “This is something we’ll have to talk about when we have more time, but for the moment I need you to show me which spell you used right now,” she said as she stood up from the table.

Henry showed her the spell and the two went through the steps and found he had made a slight error, not a fatal error- but one that would severely alter the outcome of the potion.

Regina immediately set to work on the reverse potion and once it was done, hastily drank it.

“Did it work?” asked Henry from his chair in the corner.

“We’ll find out, grab your coat,” said Regina sternly.

She drove as quickly as she could to the loft and bolted up the stairs, attacking the door to the loft with both fists.

“I LOVE YOU!” screamed Regina as the door swung open. Her face dropped as she saw Snow White standing in front of her.

“What?” said the shocked woman.

“Not now,” said Regina pushing by Snow and entering the loft, “Emma? Emma?

The blonde came down the stairs with knitted eyebrows.

“Regina? What are you…” but before she could finish her sentence, the brunette closed her mouth with an earth shattering kiss.

“I love you,” smiled the brunette, “Emma Swan, I love you, I love you, I love you,”

“I love you,” said Emma a bit confused, but her joy exceeded any other emotion she could possibly be feeling. She wrapped her arms around Regina and pulled her into more passionate kisses.

The two became completely oblivious to their surroundings and fell onto the couch, placing kisses all over one another.

“I guess it worked,” said a happy, yet slightly disgusted Henry, from the doorway.

“What?” said Snow- her eyes the size of two large saucers.