A/N: I saw a lot of people doing this so I thought I should try it also. This is going to be series of one shots about the Outlaw Queen.
I am following tumblr user toxixpumpkin's awkward first meetings prompts but if you have anything in mind for me, feel free to let me know :)

Prompt: This horrible umbrella won't extend! Oh shit I just hit you in the stomach/crotch! I'm so sorry.

She felt the sudden cold under her clothes as the wind flew up her skirt and exposed her legs to the whole world to see. Cursing to herself she tried to fix it with her one hand as her other was lost in her bag, trying to find the umbrella she got for Christmas last year.

It was February, winter almost over but weather didn't seem to care as it inconvenienced her with rain pouring down. Covering herself up as best as she could, she stood by the bus stop hoping she didn't miss the last one since it was 10.05 pm and the shops were slowly closing down.

She fumbled with the zipper of her bag and finally managed to find her umbrella. What's even the point, she thought, she was already soaked.

The road was pitch black, only illuminated by headlights of passing cars. She squeezed her eyes trying to at least see something and found the little switch on the side of her well prized umbrella.

If one would call it an umbrella… Because when she tried to extend it, she was struck by the fact that it was actually stuck. Great. She tried one more time, her wet hands slipping and getting redder from the cold metal. Cursing, she gave it all the power she got and gave it one more try as it finally did what she wanted but she heard a sound with it. A sound she wasn't supposed to hear from an umbrella.

"Ow!"

Lowering the death metal down, she gazed to see what she had hit and her expression changed when she found a man, hunched down, obviously in agony. Only then she realized she had hit him.

"Oh my God!"

Panicking, she made a move towards him only to have the damned umbrella graze his cheek and he managed to not get his eye poked out the last minute.

She put her cold, wet hand on her face, wanting to disappear from the face of the earth like.. forever. When she opened her eyes, the man was still there, trying to compose himself from what it looked like a hit from his… crotch? Oh my God…

She made one more step towards him but only to get stopped by his accented voice. "Put that thing down before approaching me."

She could tell he was joking, from the obvious smirk on his face but that didn't stop her from blushing and putting the umbrella down gently before finally coming closer to him.

"I'm so sorry, are you okay?" without a second thought, she put her hand on the side of his face and inspected the little red cut just below his eye. Her face went dead white when she realized she actually could have blinded him.

"It's fine, I'll live." He was almost standing up straight now, the pain from the first hit finally washing away.

Only when he turned to look at her in the face she realized how close she was standing to him and quickly backed away but her rush cost her again. She felt her heel getting stuck in the pavement as she stumbled and lost her balance.

Just as she was sure she was about to hit her head on the sidewalk, hard, and probably getting her head bashed up from one of the cars, she felt two strong arms on her waist and someone pulling her. Soon she found herself crashed up to the stranger's chest as his arms protected her from falling.

This day couldn't have gone more wrong…

Opening her eyes, she looked up to see him smiling down at her, arms still around her.

"You okay?"

She managed to give him a nod, still shocked from what just happened. Untangling herself from his arms, she tried to look down as best as she could since she didn't want him to see her face as red as her lipstick.

Oh God, oh God, oh God she was beyond embarrassed. Not only she first hit the guy in the groin, then almost blinded him, he now had saved her from falling and hitting her head. Is that how she was apologizing? Oh God…

She took a quick look at his face then looked down again, pretending to fiddle with her umbrella. He was tall, broad shoulders and strong hands from what she could tell and was that two blue eyes staring at her? She peeked again and confirmed it; he had the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen. What she didn't realize was how his mouth curved into a smile as he watched her looking at him. She wasn't really being that discreet.

"First time?"

Snapping out of her thoughts, her head shot up as she managed to look at him fully, noticing the stubble. It looked gorgeous- oh stop it Regina!

"Huh?"

"First time using an umbrella?"

She smirked at his joke, an attempt to relax her and it worked.

"Apparently, yes."

He saw her lips curve and he smiled with her. "Here…" he said as he grabbed her umbrella from her hands. "Let me."

In one swift move, he opened the umbrella for her and held it above their heads, protecting them from the rain but it was too late since they were already soaked.

"Thanks." She said as she grabbed the handle from his hand, their fingers coming in contact.

A small silence until he spoke again. "Waiting for the bus?"

"I was but I think I missed it."

"You did." And he wished she hadn't when he saw the disappointed look in her eyes.

"Oh…"

"Do you want to share a cab?"

She paused and looked at him. Share a cab? With him? What if he was a serial killer? A rapist maybe? Or maybe he was just a guy. A married guy? No? Any rings? Or what if he was the guy she had seen just outside of her work yesterday morning and admired longingly? Or was it just her imagination? Had she seen him before?

He noticed her slight discomfort and cursed himself for scaring her, offering to share a cab so quickly. "I'm sorry, we don't have to-"

"I'd love to." She interrupted him with a smile on her lips.

He sighed in relief.

Extending her hand to him, she spoke. "I'm Regina."

"Hello Regina, I'm Robin."

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