Snow/Emma- sick day
Author: Masfawkes
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Snow/Emma
Rating: M
Prompt: sick day
Word Count: 244
It was interesting to see such a switch in Emma.
Her normally strong, stoic daughter who refused to be taken care of most days was currently curled up across Snow's lap, whimpering and whining like an infant.
The effect of one horrible ear infection that left her feverish, dizzy and nauseous, her head pounding in pain so that she'd been in tears before Snow had gotten her the medication Whale had prescribed for the pain.
Interesting and heartbreaking.
“My poor baby,” Snow snuggled Emma to her, brushing Emma's hair with her fingers.
Emma made another whining noise and gave a tug to Snow's shirt, slipping her hand inside it when the buttons opened.
“Hey, none of that when you're sick.” Snow teased, checking Emma's temperature with the back of her hand. “No touching until you're all better again.”
“Mommy,” Emma let out a choked whine, nuzzling against her chest and mouthing at her breast through the fabric.
'Oh!' Snow realized, nearly wincing at her misinterpretation.
“Oh, that,” Snow reached up to undo the buttons, brushing aside cloth and exposing herself for Emma who instantly latched on to Snow's breast, nursing eagerly, “that we can definitely do.”
Emma was far too warm, Snow could feel it even more with Emma's cheek against her breast.
But the medication should take care of that soon, same for the pain and the infection itself.
Until then Snow had no plans to be anywhere but home with her baby.
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Snow/Emma
Rating: M
Prompt: sick day
Word Count: 244
It was interesting to see such a switch in Emma.
Her normally strong, stoic daughter who refused to be taken care of most days was currently curled up across Snow's lap, whimpering and whining like an infant.
The effect of one horrible ear infection that left her feverish, dizzy and nauseous, her head pounding in pain so that she'd been in tears before Snow had gotten her the medication Whale had prescribed for the pain.
Interesting and heartbreaking.
“My poor baby,” Snow snuggled Emma to her, brushing Emma's hair with her fingers.
Emma made another whining noise and gave a tug to Snow's shirt, slipping her hand inside it when the buttons opened.
“Hey, none of that when you're sick.” Snow teased, checking Emma's temperature with the back of her hand. “No touching until you're all better again.”
“Mommy,” Emma let out a choked whine, nuzzling against her chest and mouthing at her breast through the fabric.
'Oh!' Snow realized, nearly wincing at her misinterpretation.
“Oh, that,” Snow reached up to undo the buttons, brushing aside cloth and exposing herself for Emma who instantly latched on to Snow's breast, nursing eagerly, “that we can definitely do.”
Emma was far too warm, Snow could feel it even more with Emma's cheek against her breast.
But the medication should take care of that soon, same for the pain and the infection itself.
Until then Snow had no plans to be anywhere but home with her baby.