A/N: Soooo... This is the shortest so far. To be honest, I had so many feels after that episode I wasn't even able to see straight, let alone manage to write 1,000 words in Robin's head. I might have written porn I was so gone. Anyway, I hope you still like it. ;)
Prompt: Robin's POV during 3x16
She had given him her heart.
Just like that.
To keep while she was away facing that Witch.
She had stared into his eyes, her brown and trusting and God could she not be that gorgeous? She had stared into his eyes, then reached inside her own chest, thrusting out a beating heart both red and black.
She had untrusted him with it, and without a second thought.
'You have my heart. Keep it safe until I come back for it.'
He just didn't know what to make of her.
There was something so familiar about her, about her fears, about her sadness, that touched him so deep that he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
He was certain now that they had met during that missing year. It couldn't be any other way.
Not when he felt like she was his to keep safe. Not when he felt like she was his, period.
And then she came back, unscathed or so she looked, and took her heart back.
But instead of thrusting in back inside her chest, she put it inside a pouch, and once more, handed it to him.
Placed it inside the palm of his hand, her eyes burning into him.
He couldn't believe it. She wanted him to keep her heart safe from the Witch? Him, a pesky thief from the Enchanted Forest?
But when she turned on her heels and left him, promising him that lost drink she still owed him, he was certain, by the way his heart beat frantically in his chest and how hers beat as quickly in his hand, he was certain.
He bloody loved that woman.