Flirting with the enemy
I'm sure someone asked for a oneshot of Charming getting jealous seeing Snow flirt with other men, but I can't find it anywhere! Oh well, I've written this now so if someone did ask for that and I haven't lost my marbles I hope you enjoy :P
David frowned as he looked through Emma and Hook's new story in Henry's book. He was at the point where Emma was about to go and seduce the old Hook in the bar before going back to the Jolly Roger. What made it worse was it reminded him of a moment early on in his and Snow's relationship thirty years ago…
Snow and David hadn't been seeing each other for very long. In fact, very few people knew they were an item. Their goal for being at this particularly sleazy tavern was to get information on George's plans. They would have to take him out before Regina. They knew a group of his knights would be drinking here tonight. They did not disguise themselves in any way. In fact, they were particularly loud and proud about being such a vile king's men. Snow and David sat together at a table in the corner, covered by hoods so nobody so them- especially together.
"What do we do?" David hissed to her. "We're both so easily recognised!"
"You are." Snow whispered back. She pulled a small vile out from under her cloak and drank it. "Now I'm not." David looked at her, confused.
"You still look like you." He told her.
"Not to them I don't. To them I look like…well, whatever takes their fancy." This confused David even more, until he realised what she meant.
"Oh Snow you're not going to…" But he was too late. She'd got up and sauntered over to their table.
"What are you boys drinking?" She asked in a low voice. David could swear his jaw was going to hit the floor. What was she thinking?! One of the guards grinned, and David did not like the way he looked at Snow.
"The house's finest ale. You up to the challenge, little missy?" He questioned. Snow leaned over and whispered something in his ear, which David definitely did not like.
David sat moodily for hours watching Snow flirt back and forth with the increasingly drunken knights. Eventually, she did return to him.
"I have everything we need." She told him. "Let's go before this potion wears off."
"Fine." He grumbled, getting up. Snow gave him a look.
"What's wrong with you?" She questioned.
"Nothing." He grumbled, stomping out. Next time, he thought to himself, he'd be the one asking any questions!