That cashier is staring at you in a creepy manner so I'm going to pretend to be your boyfriend, just follow my lead. - OQ AU Tumblr prompt

First Impressions

First impressions are sometimes an important thing. Okay, practically always an important thing. You show up late to a job interview? It leaves your impression a little damaged, unless you have a good enough reason to be late. But, even then, you generally never kiss the person that's interviewing you.

And well, he wasn't either. Well, that was because she wasn't interviewing him, but he still kissed her...

There was a simple reason behind it, though. It was the cashier looking at her, beady eyes narrowed ever so slightly in a chilling stare, eyes looking lower than they should be. It had irritated him. Yes, the woman was beautiful- he couldn't deny that fact. Lightly tanned skin, but it was clearly natural, beautiful brown eyes that captured the sunlight in the best way, and scarlet lips- definitely kissable. He couldn't help it! He was only human! But he, at least, wasn't staring at her ass like the creep behind the till.

And so, Robin had done the only thing he could think of at that moment. Perhaps if he'd thought about it properly, he would have come up with a smarter idea, but it was choice in the moment. He walked over to her- slightly nervously- and tapped her on the shoulder. The brunette turned, puzzled look on her face, her slender brow arching.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

Robin surged forward, joining their lips briefly. The woman's eyes widened, pushing him off her. There was now a scowl at those lips, a cold glare that could stop an entire room, to those eyes.

"What the hell do you think-"

"Listen, before you yell at me.."

Even with her glowering expression, she raised a brow again.

"What is it?"

"The cashier over there," Robin explained quietly, so said cashier wouldn't hear.

"He was, uh, looking at you. More specifically, certain parts of you, and I thought he was a creep,"

"Oh right, because kissing a stranger in a store doesn't make you any less creepier," She replied sarcastically, crossing her arms.

"I know, I know. Just... I can still see him in the corner of my eye. Just..can you pretend we're a couple, get him to back off, and then you never have to see me again," He scratched behind his neck awkwardly. The woman studied him with narrowed eyes for a moment, before sighing.

"Fine. And as much as I seriously want to hate you for kissing me like that, thank you,"

"Don't mention it. And, seeing as we're a couple for the moment, my name's Robin," He introduced with a small grin.

"Regina,"

"Well, Regina, let's see how good our acting is, shall we?" Robin even offered his hand to her, biting his lip slightly. To his surprise, she took it. Regina chuckled slightly at his face.

"We're a couple, right? Couples hold hands, now let's go," She pulled him down an aisle, Robin stumbling after her.

The pair really did look like a couple, feigned arguments on why Robin couldn't buy certain things ("But why?" "I've already told you, we don't need it!") or Regina insisting they should get the special ("Robin, it's two for one!" "I know, I see it, but why would we need two lots of it?"), and then other moments, cuter moments where for a few seconds, they fooled even themselves. Like when she was inspecting a label on something, and he came up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, ducking his chin to rest on her shoulder. Regina tensed when she felt him, but remembered it was for show, and just smiled fondly, placing the item in her basket and shooing him away in a teasing scold. And then it came to the time to pay, waiting in line.

It was just their luck that they had the cashier who'd been giving her the looks. Robin managed to not saying anything that would get him thrown out of the store, but made sure he gave a warning look. He took out his wallet, calmly paying for the groceries, even when Regina went to protest. He even took half the bags, helping her carry them to her car.

"You really didn't need to pay,"

"It was nothing, M'lady," Robin shrugged, but with that charming grin that flashed the dimple in his left cheek. Regina smiled, shaking her head.

"You have to let me repay you,"

"It really is nothing, I don't expect anything in return,"

"Let me buy you a coffee, at least. Please?" She unlocked her car, piling the bags into the boot. Robin helped her with the task, until finally, there were no more groceries to pack away.

"I couldn't impose-"

"And you're not, because I'm offering," There was no way she was going to give up. She was buying him a coffee at least, for what he'd done for her.

"Will I win this argument?"

"No,"

"Then yes, I will allow you to buy me coffee,"

"Does tomorrow at Lunch work for you?"

"It's perfect,"

And with that, they bid their goodbyes, Regina getting into her car- after casually giving him her number- and him watching as she drove away, the goofy smile plastered on his face.

(They got their coffee, and it soon became a regular thing. And when they next went back to that store, they didn't have to pretend to be a couple, they were one)