#smartestwitchersofherage

1st Part Tumblr Version// A03 Version

“Asked” by @smartestwitchofherage  The original "prompt" is like it follows: Them in this ‘verse, coming out? Maybe Regina gets jealous and is like ‘hands off my girl’.I’d love to see their students shipping it before they come out, and theirs and MM and Killian’s reactions when they do.

I can’t say I followed everything but I took the idea as closer as possible to it. 

Also @longlive-myevilqueen There it is the second part! Thank you again for your tags!

Regina stopped her hand midair, the contents of her cup dangling precariously as she set her morning coffee cup back on her desk. The day was about to start and through the soon-to-be-filled corridors the first echoes were already being carried away by the wind that made the door behind Mary Margaret rattle as the other brunette bit down on her bottom lip. A nervous reflex Regina had learnt to recognize fairly well.

Sucking on her teeth and crossing her arms in front of her while leaning on the edge of her desk, Regina rose one brow as she waited for the other woman to finish the idea she was sure she must have heard it wrong. Mary Margaret, however, merely stood with her chin slightly raised, her erratic breathing betraying her intent of appear unfazed by the other woman’s reaction.

As seconds kept on dragging between them it was finally Regina who sighed audibly before speaking coldly to the other teacher, her words hanging between them as icy as floes.

“Let me see if I’ve understood you; you want me to back off from the annual stable-trip? Trip I got started four years ago?”

Mary Margaret managed quite well to nod and not whimper under Regina’s penetrant stare but Regina herself bared her teeth at the other woman’s guts for asking her such a thing. The corridor outside was beginning to fill with the usual clamor of starting to arrive students and she breathed deeply before focusing on Mary once again, her icy stare transforming into a warning the other woman, evidently, feigned to not have seen since she played briefly with the hem of her blouse before starting to speak. Her voice, contrary to Regina’s, was softer, meeker, and for a moment it was almost swallowed by the quickly approaching students. Yet, Regina, for her disgrace as she kept on thinking while eyeing Mary Margaret, was quite accustomed to the other woman’s voice and so she didn’t lose nor the gulp that preceded Mary’s words nor the sentence that quickly followed it.

“I asked Emma if she wanted to be part of the trip. She said yes and with her, Killian and I…”

Regina clenched her jaw at the mention of the P.E Teacher and as she begun to wish for her to have the actual ability to cast fireballs like the younger students sometimes seemed to believe of her, her first students entered in the class, stopping for a moment at the sight of both teachers talking to each other. A sight strange on its own.

Mad at herself for her unwillingness to let go Mary Margaret’s obvious attempt of setting the blonde up with the dark-haired man, Regina pushed herself out of the edge of her desk and took one single step towards Mary Margaret. Her high heels gave her enough inches over the other woman to give her the pleasure of stare down at Mary Margaret with her arms still crossed in front of her blouse, lips moving quickly as she hissed. She, however, could still feel the teeth of jealousy clawing at her insides as she gave her back to her students, careful not to say anything too loud.

“I don’t care.” She begun, eyes narrowed and posture as rigid as a rod. “Why you keep on thinking yourself as some sort of cupid but that trip is mine and you didn’t have any power to try to override anything I had already set up. God’s know that I wasn’t happy when Gold paired me with you.”

Mary Margaret rose her hands at her words, quickly looking at the incoming students who kept eyeing them curiously. Some of the closer ones to them where already beginning to whisper to each other and so she zeroed on Regina’s face one again, taking into the hard stare the other brunette was giving her. Mary Margaret, however, was stubborn and so she tried to speak.

“But...”

Regina shook her head and pointed to her classroom doors in where the trickling of students had almost stopped already.

“If Emma Swan wants to come to the trip she is welcomed. But I won’t have that worthless wonder in something I created. Understood?”

Mary Margaret sighed in defeat and turned, squaring her shoulders and tightening her jaw in the last possible second before turning towards Regina once again as the brunette begun to look to her students, lips still pursed.

“You don’t need to be jealous, I’m sure there is someone out there for…”