Happy New Year! I really hope you enjoy this chapter! :) (Not proofread but I thought I'd get it to you now ;) )

"So, I'm going to be away for the weekend," Cora stated as she finished her morning coffee and placed the empty mug in the sink, "I've been called away with work."

"Oh, that's fine," Regina smiled as she took a bite out of her toast which was smothered in raspberry jam, "I was just planning on revising all weekend anyway," she nodded, it was the truth, she had nothing better to do these days and the mock examinations were coming up which meant that she had to work extra hard. It seemed some of the girls on her team didn't have the same outlook, they were throwing a party on Saturday night and she had told them in no uncertain terms that she would not be in attendance.

"Okay sweetheart, I just want you to be safe," she pressed a kiss to her head as she took one of the apples from the fruit bowl, "if you want to have friends round just a couple and I'll leave you money for takeout, if you need to be driven anywhere you can ring Jake I told him that I would be out of the house this weekend."

Regina frowned, "why?"

"Because I like to know that someone will be there to check in on you."

"Trust me Jake is the last person I want checking in on me," she rolled her eyes. Jake was her mother's creepy boyfriend and she hated him if she were honest, she knew her mother liked him, but there was just something about him that didn't sit right with her, she didn't know what it was. He was just strange.

"Fine, but I just let him know in case."

"Thanks but no thanks."

"Right, I best be heading to the airport, I'll be back sometime Monday, so be good and be safe. I love you."

"Love you too mom," she hugged her watching her walk out of the door before heading to put her plate in the dishwasher and grab her school bag. Things had been somewhat awkward between her and Robin since the incident in the closet earlier in the week and today she was determined to get things back to normal, putting that behind them. She found her cell phone and dialled his number, holding it between her ear and shoulder as she sorted out the contents of her bag. "Robin."

"Hey Regina, you at school already? I haven't set off yet."

"No, I'm not, I was just about to leave the house actually, want to come to mine and we can drive in?"

"Sure, yeah why not," he replied.

"Good, I'll be waiting in the car."

"Well, I better run then," he chuckled.

"Don't damage anything, I know you're not used to athletic sports."

"Oh haha, very funny. I'll have you know that I am totally trained in the art of running away from bullies, I think I just about have that one mastered, so I will be able to run to your place no problem. I'll see you in like ten minutes."

"Okay," she giggled, shaking her head, "actually, do you want a hot chocolate? I'm gonna make some and put it in a travel flask."

"I'll just share yours."

She could just picture that smug grin on his face as he said those words, they were rather used to sharing food and drinks by now. "Fine," she scoffed, moving back to the kitchen to make her drink, "you better start running though, I'm starting the timer, let's see how long it takes you to make it to my house. I bet you can't do it in under seven minutes."

"Well, I will take that bet. What are you offering me?"

"Takeout and a movie of your choice on Saturday night at mine?"

"Sounds good, I'm leaving the house now."

"I'm hanging up, stop cheating, I need to start the timer, you won't win anyway, so you're coming around to watch Bridget Jones with me," she laughed proudly.

"God no, I am running."

"Going, bye," she shut off the phone call and quickly started the timer before going to the cupboard and taking out the chocolate powder. Just then there was a knock on the door and she furrowed her eyebrows, god that really was fast. No one could run that fast, unless he was already out of the door and had lied to her when he told her that he hadn't left the house. Oooh, that cheater. Narrowing her eyes, she walked to the door and opened it, "you are such a cheat there is no way you have… Jake." She cleared her throat awkwardly as she tucked her hair behind her ear, "what do you want?"

"I was just checking up on you, your mom wanted me to."

"She has only just left and I'm getting ready for school so…"

"You see Regina, she's left you under my supervision," he pushed his way inside and she shuddered, taking a step backwards.

"No, actually she told me that you were around if I needed anything and I don't so, thanks for stopping by, but I'm completely fine," she swallowed heavily, why could this guy be so creepy? Just literally having to look at him made her skin crawl, "if I need anything I know where you are so you can go now."

"Are you sure you don't want a ride to school, I could take you."

"I have my car so…"

"It's no problem, come on hop in," his hand moved to her arm and she shook her head.

"I want to drive," what she really wanted was for him to get the fuck off her and out of the house.

"Regina why is your front door open…" Robin stopped in his tracks, looking from a rather scared looking Regina to the man who was grabbing her wrist, "are you okay?" He asked worriedly, who the hell was this guy and why was he grabbing her like that? He was about twice her age at least.

"Yes, Jake was just leaving, I told him that I was driving to school," she stated, thankful that Robin had turned up when he had done, there was no way she was getting in the guy's car, not a chance. She didn't know why her mother thought she would need a lift anywhere or need any help for that matter when she could drive her own car.

"Well, if you need me you know where I am," the older man ran his hand over her arm before heading out the door, scowling at Robin on his way.

As soon as the door shut Regina took a deep breath and closed her eyes leaning against the wall as she sunk down to sit on the floor, she could feel her hands shaking and pressed them tightly between her knees so that Robin wouldn't see how afraid she had been, she didn't want him to see how scared the man made her.

"Are you okay? Who the hell was that guy?" Robin moved to crouch on the floor in front of her, his hands resting on her knees as he rubbed them gently, "Regina?"

"I'm fine and he's my mother's boyfriend," she sighed, moving from her seated position to kneel with Robin.

"You looked terrified of him," he shook his head.

"He's just a creep, probably harmless," she shrugged, resting her hand on Robin's shoulder as she pushed herself up off the floor and headed into the kitchen, stopping the timer which was now on eight minutes, but she guessed that he had probably done it un under seven.

"Probably harmless? Regina that's not okay what he was doing to you, he has no right to treat you like that, or touch you without your consent, especially when he is quite clearly making you feel uncomfortable." Robin stared at her leaning against the kitchen island. "Where's your mom?"

"She's gone on a business trip," she confessed, pouring the hot milk into the travel mug before stirring in the chocolate powder and adding some marshmallows. "Robin I'm fine, I promise," she smiled, trying to put on a brave face. The truth was that she didn't want to stay at the house alone knowing that he had a key and could let himself in whenever he pleased, maybe she should invite one of her friends to stay over. In fact, maybe she could ask Robin, there was no one she felt safer with than him. "Now you, hold this and we can be going."

Robin shook his head, she clearly wasn't telling the truth, no one who was fine reacted in that way, he took the drink and followed her out to the car, spotting the creepy guy still sat in his own parked on the sidewalk. He glared at him before reaching for Regina, who was locking the door and threading their fingers together.

"What are you doing?" she laughed, turning around to look at him and noticing that Jake hadn't left. She squeezed Robin's hand as they walked the rest of the way and climbed into her car, "let's get to school," she sighed, starting up the car and driving off the street, she wanted to get as far away from Jake as possible, but school was her furthest option.

"I don't like the idea of you staying alone this weekend," Robin confessed.

"Who says I am? Maybe I'm going around to Kat's or Tinka's."

"Are you?"

"No," she shook her head, she found it hard to lie to him about things and she knew that he could probably tell when she was lying anyway, she wouldn't put it past him.

"Do you want me to stay over?" He asked before his eyes widened and he realised what he just said, "I didn't mean… I meant like on the couch or something, I could just stay in the house you know, then I know you're safe."

"I think that sounds like a good idea," she nodded, if he wasn't going to offer she might have asked him, she didn't want to be alone, the house was huge and sometimes freaked her out as it was, so with the added addition of her mother's insane boyfriend lurking around, she didn't want to be there. "You were coming around on Saturday anyway," she shrugged, "it'll be more convenient for us to revise together," she smiled as she found a parking spot and pulled into it, shutting off her car.

"Yep, I'll bring some food supplies," he grinned. Was he actually sleeping over at Regina's house? He'd never even had a sleepover at anyone's house never mind at a girl's, he just hoped that his mother would let him, he was sure that if he explained she would.

"Good plan batman," she laughed as she hopped out of her car and locked it behind her, "come on then, you have something to teach me about kinetic energy."

"Starting with that so early?"

"Robin, come on," she shook her head, reaching for him, her hand wrapping around his as she tugged him with her, sometimes he could be so lazy in the morning and it made her laugh.

"Urgh, I'm supposed to be the nerd, stop stealing my role."

"I'm not, I just want to learn, now come on."

After school, Robin went home and Regina said she would be okay on her own, she had an extra lock on the inside of the door and she wanted to catch a shower before he came over. He needed to pick up somethings from home anyway and actually ask his mother if he could go around to Regina's, not that she really could say no when he was 18 and practically an adult. "Robbie, dinner's ready at eight tonight," his mother informed him as soon as he came through the door.

"Urm, mum about that, I don't think I'll be here for dinner tonight," he stated, walking into the kitchen and dropping his backpack on one of the dining chairs. He didn't know how she was going to take this, but he had to come out with it sooner rather than later.

"Why?" she frowned as she folded a tea towel and placed it in one of the kitchen cupboards.

"I said to Regina that I would stay at her place this weekend," he muttered, not looking up at his mother, afraid of her reaction.

"What?" she laughed, "why would you do that?"

"Her mother's out of town and…"

"Wait, you're telling me that Regina's mother is out of town and you are planning on staying at Regina's house, with her, whilst her mother isn't there?"

"Mum, it isn't like that, me and Regina aren't like that. We're friends, you know we are and she's scared to be in the house on her own at night so I said I would stay over there, in a different room." He looked up to see how his mother was taking it and apparently it wasn't well, she didn't look pleased in the slightest about his plans, in fact, she looked as though she was just about to ground him for even suggesting it.

"I know you keep telling me that you are just friends Robin, but I have seen the way you look at her and trust me, you don't look at your friends that way Robin," she sighed, "I just worry about you, I don't want you getting into trouble, you've been such a good boy."

"Mom, this isn't the 1800s, it's 2017. Why do you think I would get into any trouble? We're going to be studying, that's all, nothing would happen."

"I know about girls like her Robin, they have no morals and short skirts, flashing their undergarments in public doing routines, sleeping around like a common slut. Robin, she isn't the type of girl you need to be associated with."

He stared at her in shock, what the actual hell was she talking about? He knew she hadn't liked that Regina was a cheerleader, but that was insane. "Regina isn't anything like that, she's a good person and I hate it that you think so little of her because she is a cheerleader, when you first met her you told me that you thought she was charming and now that you found out that she's a cheerleader, she is somehow someone to be ashamed of."

"Robin, I…"

"She has enough of this from the boys at school, she doesn't need it from you too," he stood from the chair, "and for your information she wears shorts under her skirt, so no one sees her underwear," with that he snatched up his bag and headed to his room to get the things that he would need for his stay at Regina's. He was angry that his mother could say such things, she had met Regina and seen how nice she was, she couldn't form her new opinion of her from a stereotype, it just wasn't fair.

He found his overnight bag and opened it, beginning to put the things he would need inside, boxers, jeans, shirts, socks, books… a knock at the door distracted him and he zipped it up, turning to stare at the door as it opened and his mother came inside. "What?" he snapped, slipping past her and going to find all the toiletries he might need and his toothbrush.

"Robin, don't be like that, I just worry about you that's all."

"Well, you haven't got anything to worry about, not when it comes to Regina anyway. I don't even know why you would think she is anything like that stereotype you have brandished her with because she really is quite the opposite. She is the best friend I have ever had," Robin huffed, "and yes, maybe I do love her, but she doesn't love me back. I'm okay with that, I just don't want to lose her friendship and I want to make sure that she is safe, that's why I'm staying over."

His mother shook her head, "there is enough food, invite her around for supper and we can discuss it then. Goodness knows what you would be eating if you swanned off to Regina's house." With that his mother left him stood in the bathroom and he released a loud sigh, he didn't want his mother saying anything that might hurt Regina, that was the last thing he needed. He knew he had no option other than to do as she asked and invite Regina around for some food.

"Robin!" Poppy yelled down the landing, "I need your help with my homework please!"

"Coming Pops!" he replied turning off the light and throwing his toiletry bag onto his bed beside his other bag. It was only then that it hit him, what if Poppy had said something to his mother about Regina, she was a gossip and he knew once she knew something that she couldn't resist talking about it. What if she had told his mother what she had overheard and that was what she was basing her opinion on if so, his little sister was going to have a lot of questions to answer to and not just the ones in her homework.

Her door was wide open, leading into the pink room where she was laid on her bed with books scattered around, "Robin, help me with this," she beckoned.

"Fine," he sighed, perching on the edge of the bed and looking over the paper, seeing it was nothing but an easy chemical equation, just a matter of balancing out the elements on either side. He showed her how to do it and allowed her to work out the equation for herself which she quickly didn't. Now was time for him to ask his question, "Poppy, have you been talking to mum about Regina?"

"No, not really," she shook her head as she finished off the next problem on the sheet.

"What does not really mean Pops?" he sighed, he had a feeling that it meant, yes of course I did but I didn't think that it would be that big of a deal. How wrong she was. "What have you been telling her about?"

"Just that she's really nice and how she's so flexible and can do flips," Poppy shrugged, trying to balance the equation, "I told her what that boy said to you and Regina."

"Which boy?"

"Robin it was like months ago, after the game."

"Poppy! You told mum what Nottingham said about Regina?! Why would you do that?"

His sister sat upright on the bed and looked at him, "I didn't just tell her, I just said that he was saying mean things about her that weren't true," she argued.

His mother had probably stopped listening the moment Poppy had told her what the by said about Regina, she probably wouldn't care about any argument against it, if there was a rumour she would believe it, especially if it was about someone Robin was close to. She was overprotective and sometimes that got in the way of things, but he wouldn't let it get in the way of him being friends with Regina, wouldn't let her come between them. Robin shook his head and stood from the bed, "dinner is ready at eight," he informed her before leaving the room and going to call Regina.

Regina had just hopped out of the shower when her phone started ringing, she rang her hair out before wrapping a towel around her and picking up the phone, "Robin, are you on your way?" she asked, wiping some of the water from her face as she leant against the sink cabinet, using a cotton pad to wash off the excess mascara around her eyes.

"Urm, not exactly."

She felt her chest tighten had he changed his mind or wasn't he allowed to come? She didn't want to be alone, she would have to call one of her other friends, "I see, you're not coming."

"I am, I'm coming Gina, it's just my mother insisted that you come over to our place for dinner first, so…"

"Oh," she took a deep breath and shook her head, she had been worried that he wasn't going to come, but she could deal with having to go over to his house for supper, that wasn't a problem, even if she wasn't so sure that his mother liked her. "Okay, what time should I be round for?"

"Eight would be great if you can make it."

"Yes, I'm sure that will be fine," she nodded, "I just got out of the shower so I will see you soon."

"Yeah, see you then."

She cut the phone off, she needed to get dressed.

Regina pulled up outside Robin's house and took a deep breath, she got out and straightened her blue knitted jumper over her jeans as she knocked on the front door. Looking down she closed her eyes, it was just as nerve-wracking as the first time she had knocked on his door, when she had gone over to see how he was after having been beaten up. She hoped to god that it was Robin who answered the…

"Regina," Mrs Locksley looked her up and down, "do come in," that was all she said before turning and walking back inside, leaving Regina still on the doorstep.

Glancing behind her she walked inside, closing the door and trying not to be hurt by the cold greeting she received from his mother. "Robin?" she called out quietly before following his mother into the kitchen, "is there anything I can do to help Mrs Locksley?"

"No, everything is fine here," she replied bluntly.

Regina nodded and looked towards the door, hoping that Robin would come downstairs and save her from this awkward situation, "I'm sorry if I'm a little early, Robin told me eight and I didn't really like being a home alone."

"Why ever not? I'm sure you have been home alone plenty of times."

"Yes, I suppose, but my mother's boyfriend he…" she stopped and shook her head, not sure of what to say about him, she could hardly accuse him of something and say that he creeped her out, especially when she had no reason to do so, well that wasn't exactly true following what had happened earlier that morning.

"He what?"

"Never mind," she sighed finding her phone in her pocket and taking it out, she needed to text Robin and tell him she was here she felt too awkward just sitting there with his mother, that woman was definitely judging her, she probably thought she was going to corrupt her darling boy.

"We don't have phones at the dinner table," the older woman commented as she peered over at her.

"Oh, sorry, do you mind if I go find Robin?"

"No."

"Okay," she smiled and stood from her chair, "thank you," she murmured before getting out of the room as quickly as she could and heading from the stairs, straight for Robin's room, she didn't even think to knock before pushing the door open, "my god your mother is… naked," she breathed, eyes widening as she stared at him, he was stood in the middle of the room with a towel wrapped around his waist and a rather startled look on his face. "I am so sorry," she tore her eyes away from him and shook her head before hurrying out of the room, closing the door behind her and leaning against the wall with her head in her hands.

Holy shit he was hot, his muscles were even more defined with water trickling over them making his whole-body shine in a way that made her fill with arousal. God, she couldn't get the sight out of her head, he was just perfect. "Gina," Robin's door opened and he appeared wearing a pair of jeans as he pulled a blue shirt over his head, "come in, I just got out of the shower."

"I'm mortified," she shook her head as he lead her into the room and she sat down on his bed, staring down at the floor, not daring to meet his eyes for the shame she felt in ogling him the way she did, she should have looked away immediately, but she hadn't been able to help herself, he had just been to astonishingly handsome that she hadn't been able to avert her eyes. "I should have knocked but I didn't even think and your mother was so awkward with me just now I had to get away."

"Don't worry about it, what did she say?" he asked, perching on the bed beside her and trying to coax her to look at him, he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable around him and if his mother had said anything to her he would flip his lid.

"Nothing in particular, she just was very short with me, as though she doesn't want me to be here."

"Oh, I'm sorry, don't pay attention to how she is, sometimes she can be rather protective," he took her hand and squeezed it gently.

"I don't understand, I could have sworn she liked me when we first met and now it's like she can't even look at me, I don't know what I did," Regina shrugged, tucking her dark hair behind her ear. She tried to think if she had said anything that might have offended her the last time they spoke, but she was pretty sure there wasn't. Maybe she just didn't like her.

"Come on," Robin pulled her up from her seat, "really you don't have to worry about my mum, I'll talk to her, she knows you're my friend."

She nodded, her fingers slipping from his as she followed him out of his room, they were just friends and she needed to remember that was all they ever would be, friends and nothing more. She rubbed her arm and followed him downstairs, there weren't many times where she was shy, but right now was an exception, she was somewhat scared of his mother.

Dinner had been awkward, they were mostly all sat in silence except Poppy who chatting on about random things that happened at school and how Regina should show her how to do some cheerleading moves, to which her mother replied with she didn't think that was the best idea. Robin noticed that Regina had been pretty much silent the entire time they ate, not speaking up at all and definitely not her usual chatty and joking self. "I think we best be getting off," Robin stated as he stood from, taking Regina's plate into the kitchen for her and washing it.

"Thank you so much for dinner Mrs Locksley, it was a wonderful casserole," Regina could feel his mother's eyes on her, she knew she was staring and she shuffled uncomfortably in her chair, "Robin, can I help you tidy up?"

"No don't worry, I got it," he opened the fridge and grabbed some chocolate before opening a cupboard and getting out a bag of crisps.

Regina glanced down at the grain in the wood of the table, her fingers ghosting over the patterns, "Regina a word if you may, before you leave," the woman stood from her chair and headed into the living room.

The younger girl followed her into the living room, glancing at Robin before she did so, she was quite afraid of what his mother was going to say to her. "Is everything alright? I mean with Robin staying over at mine?" She bit her nail nervously.

"You tell me," she rose her eyebrows.

"I… I don't know what you want me to say, there is nothing going on between Robin and I that way, we're just friends, best friends, that's all it is," she sighed looking down at the floor. "I know you don't like me, but I need Robin, I need his help and he really is helping me with my studies…"

"Yes, and that better be all he is helping you with, I would appreciate it if you didn't corrupt my son, he has a bright future ahead of him and I don't want that being affected by someone like you."

"Someone like me?" Regina furrowed her eyebrows, she was trying not to get mad but the woman was winding her up, she knew that she was Robin's mother, but she didn't half drive her crazy. What was she going on about when she said that?

"I know about girls like you Regina, you always get what you want don't you and do you know what I think, I think you are messing my son around as part of a stupid game, I think that you, young lady, are using him."

"Using him?" she shook her head, "I'm not using him Mrs Locksley and I really wish you would let me show to you just how much I care for him," she sighed, "as a friend," she added on the end just in case she came to any confusion. As much as she hated the accusations, she knew that flying off the handle wasn't the way to solve anything and it certainly wasn't the way to get Robin's mother to loosen up around her, she knew she needed to be the bigger person. "Please, I just want a chance to show you?"

The blonde woman nodded, "fine, one chance, but if you hurt my child, I am warning you, Regina Mills, I will never let you see him again."

"Thank you," she breathed smiling slightly, even if the woman had been totally unreasonable to begin with, at least she wasn't stopping her from seeing Robin now. She didn't know if she wasn't allowed to see him again, she would be a little bit lost and probably end up failing all of her exams, even if Robin said that she could probably learn most of it on her own now that she knew the revising technique to help her.

"Now Robin assures me that you have a spare room where he will be sleeping, is that correct?"

"Yes, that's right, we have a few guest rooms that are unoccupied."

"Good." Regina nodded and turned to leave, her door was on the handle when the woman stopped her, "Regina, I wish to apologise for the way I have treated you this evening, I really do hope you prove me to be wrong," she cast her a tight smile before walking out of the room, leaving Regina stood there with a shocked look on her face, now an apology she had not expected.

"Hey, everything alright?" Robin asked nervously as he stepped into the room, the fact that no one had been yelling had to be a good sign, right? And Regina looked okay, he just hoped that his mother hadn't cocked everything up for him and ruined the best thing that had ever happened to him. His friendship with Regina was the thing he treasured most in life and he wouldn't lose her, "I hope she wasn't too harsh with you."

"I think I understand why she was now," Regina smiled moving over to him and giving him a small nudge, walking out into the corridor to find her shoes, "she loves you and she's just worried about you, that's all it is Robin nothing more than that. I don't even really think it's about me."

"Apart from the fact you're a cheerleader and she is totally judging you based on a false stereotype," Robin rolled his eyes as he pulled on his sneakers, watching Regina do the same with her high-top converse.

"Hmm, well you've heard the rumours around school, she has a right to be protective of you Robin."

"Not at your expense though, she's acting as though I'm an idiot. I know you and you are the most amazing girl ever, so…" he trailed off grabbing his coat, "shall we go?" He headed for the door, trying to avoid the fact that he had just gone and put his foot in his mouth.

"Robin," she giggled shaking her head, she was flattered by his comment and amused by his awkwardness, "forgetting something?"

"Hmm? What?" he scratched the back of his head trying to think about what she was referring to.

"For someone so smart, you can be awfully silly sometimes," she laughed, finding his gym bag that was lying on the ground with all his stuff packed inside.

"Oh, yeah," he took the bag from her and chuckled, "I'm such an idiot."

"Sometimes," she smirked nudging him and heading out of the door, "but most of the time you are quite the opposite," she unlocked the car and slipped into the driver's side, watching as Robin tossed his bag into the back seat and moved to sit in the passenger's side.

"You know what?"

"What?" Regina smiled looking at him.

"I think you need to teach me how to drive, maybe after finals."

"I think I would love to teach you how to drive, it would be little repayment for everything you have been teaching me."

"I don't know about that, I doubt driving is all that easy."

"Once you learn how it is," she grinned, putting the key in the ignition and looking up at Robin's house, seeing his mother peering out of the window from behind one of the curtains, "your mother is watching us."

"I'd be worried if she wasn't," he sniggered, "she's probably worried you're going to kill me in this car, in fact, I am surprised she didn't offer to drive me over."

"I am an extremely safe driver," Regina scoffed, checking her mirrors as she reversed out of Robin's drive, "I'll have you know that I gained full marks on my driver's test, my mother says that I'm better than she is," she chuckled as they set off in the direction of her house, "is she still watching us."

"Yep," Robin laughed, turning to look at her and taking a deep breath. It was one thing spending time with her at school when there were people around and background noise, even at their houses, he knew that her mother or his would be around. This weekend though they were going to be entirely alone together, with no one there. He had a feeling it was going to be extremely interesting.

"So, are we studying or do you want to save that for tomorrow and watch a movie?" she asked, unlocking her front door and moving inside, locking the door behind them before dropping her keys in the bowl on the table in the entrance hall. Regina spun around and also put on the deadlock, making sure that even with a key it would be hard to get in. She did feel safe having Robin there but she still wasn't going to be taking any risks.

"I think I'm gonna say movie, unless you want to watch Outlander," he rose his eyebrows.

"Sounds like a plan," she grinned, "I'll show you to the spare room, it's just up the stairs." The décor was stylish and modern with a black and white theme, dashes of colour added in with geometric patterned cushions in orange and blue.

"Nice room," Robin commented as he dropped his bag next to the bed.

"Hmm, mom has the best taste in décor," Regina stated, feeling rather nervous, she hadn't thought it through, she knew what it would mean but hadn't considered that they would be alone in the house together. She tucked her hair behind her ear, "I think I might go change into my pyjamas."

"Okay, sure, I'll do the same actually."

"Right, I'll meet you downstairs in the den?"

"Yeah," he nodded, watching her as she left before grabbing his bag and popping it on the bed, he unzipped the bad and rummaged around in it for his pyjamas. He furrowed his eyebrows before taking out each item and lying them on the bed, "shit!" he groaned, he should have checked everything he put into his bag because now he had nothing to sleep in, well he did, but he could hardly go downstairs and sit next to Regina in his boxers could he. "Fuck," he groaned, he'd just have to awkwardly sit next to her in his jeans whilst she was in her nightwear, he hadn't even brought any slacks.

Robin shook his head and sat down, waiting a couple of minutes before heading downstairs, Regina was sat on the sofa wearing short pyjama bottoms, her legs were tucked under her as she scrolled through amazon prime on the cinema-sized screen. "Hey," he smiled, walking into the room and sitting beside her. As soon as he had she moved closer, tucking herself against his side with her head resting on his arm.

"Hello. I thought you were changing," she furrowed her eyebrows as she spotted that he was still wearing his jeans.

"I was going to, but I realised forgot my pyjamas," he chuckled shaking his head as he made himself more comfortable, holding her gently, in a purely platonic way of course.

"Oh, what are you going to sleep in then?" she asked looking at him and seeing the amused expression on his face before giggling quietly and shaking her head, "I see, silly question."

"So, have you found the episode?"

"Yes," Regina nodded, putting the episode on and looking at the screen, trying hard not to move even closer to him than she already was, as much as she might like to, she knew that it would be inappropriate, especially considering the conversation she'd had with his mother earlier. He was just so warm and comforting next to her and she wanted to cuddle up more, she just had to resist the temptation.

Robin grinned at her and did the same, all they were doing was watching a show as friends, just friends.

Once the episode was over Regina turned it off and looked to Robin, she was feeling restless and needed to do something other than sit down, she needed to move away from him as well because he had been driving her crazy for the past hour. She hopped off the couch and looked at him, her long dark hair flowing down her back in waves, "do you want to play a game?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at him as she picked up the Wii remote and turned it on.

"What kind of game did you have in mind?"

"How about Just Dance?"

"Just Dance? Seriously, how is that fair?" Robin scoffed as he stared at her from his place on the couch anyway, "you're a cheerleader, dancing is what you do, I have no chance at that game and I have two left feet."

"Aww, come on Robin, it'll be fun."

"It might be fun for you watching me fail," he chuckled as he took the remote from her anyway.

"Hmm, that too," she nudged him as she clicked on the game and found a song for them to dance to.

"What do you even do?"

"You look at the little guys at the bottom and do the moves that they are telling you to and then they rate you on how well you did it," she quipped, stretching out in preparation to play, "Cheap Thrills by Sia, it's an easy one," she giggled watching him as he stood stiffly watching the screen, this would be hilarious.

"I don't dance, so don't laugh," he shook his head watching as the little numbers counted down and the song came on along with the little figures showing the moves they should make.

"I won't."

"Promise?"

"Promise," she bit down on her bottom lip as they both started the dance, Regina stealing glances at Robin and having to hold back her laughter at the way he moved. He looked totally awkward and square with no rhythm what so ever, she sniggered as it got to the chorus and Robin stopped altogether turning to glare at her. "I'm sorry," she chuckled, her hand coming to cover her mouth as she stared at him.

"You said you wouldn't laugh," Robin narrowed his eyes at her, he was messing around, to be honest, he could imagine just how funny he looked trying to dance, he really couldn't and he knew that, so he had totally been counting on her laughing at him, he had known she would do so, "you promised."

"Sorry," she giggled shaking her head, "you just, really cannot dance."

"I told you I couldn't," he smirked moving towards her.

"Yes, but I didn't think you would be that bad, you really are truly terrible."

"Rude."

"Truth."

"Why don't you teach me then?" he asked, moving closer to her, not knowing how close he had actually got until they were literally centimetres apart.

"I think I could do that," she nodded, her eyes staring into his as she swallowed heavily. Suddenly he lifted her off the ground and she let out a loud squeal, "Robin! What are you doing?!" she laughed, having to wrap her legs around his waist in order to hold onto him.

"I thought we could start with a lift, but maybe we're doing it wrong," he grinned, his hands sliding down her back, resting gently on it. She was pressed against him and he hadn't meant for it to happen like that, he hadn't been expecting her to lift her legs up and wrap them around him. She was squeezing him tightly between them and it was driving him crazy, that along with her light breath that washed over his face.

"I think we might be," Regina nodded, her fingers brushing over the back of his neck, "maybe you just aren't as good of a student as I am."

"You are a good student," he grinned, he didn't know why he was still holding her but he should probably put her back down, he didn't want to though, she felt as though she was meant to be in his arms.

"Am I the best student you've had Robin? Am I your favourite?"

"Teachers aren't supposed to have favourites," he breathed just as she shifted her weight and made him fall back onto the couch, "but I think that I might have broken that rule."

She looked into his eyes, straddling him, her legs either side of his lap, how the hell had hey managed to get into this position, all night she had been stopping herself from moving closer to him, not wanting to touch him and it had been driving her crazy, but now here they were. She was on top of him and pressed against him. "Robin," she whispered, her fingers brushing over his chest gently.

"Regina," one of his hands stroked up and down her back causing her to shudder in his arms.

Regina closed her eyes and without another thought moved in and pressed her lips to his, her hand sliding up from his chest to cup his cheek as she pushed herself against him. Robin deepened the kiss and she couldn't help but moan before pulling back and opening her eyes to look at him, "sorry," she whispered, jumping off his lap and looking to the ground. Shit. "I… urm… sorry."

"Regina it's fine," it really was, he didn't regret it, in fact he really enjoyed it, he hoped she didn't regret it too much, all it was was a kiss, nothing more. They had been so caught up in the moment and…

"No, it isn't we're friends, that's all, I shouldn't have done that. I think I'm gonna go to sleep now, good night Robin, I'm sorry" with that she hurried out of the room, darting up the stairs as quickly as she could and into her room, slamming the door behind her as she flung herself onto her bed. What had she done?