Outlawqueen one shots

Honey, I'm Good

Robin was at The Rabbit Hole with Will and they were enjoying themselves drinking the night away. He and Will would get together sometimes to talk and catch up on things. Will was completely drunk and continued to order drinks for he and Robin though Robin kept turning him down.

"Aww come Robin don't be a buzzkill," Will said in his  Irish accent.

"I am not being a buzzkill, I would just prefer not to get drunk and do something I would regret. Plus you need a designated driver," Robin said back at the man who could barely stand properly.

"Alright well I'm going to go find myself a little treat for tonight," Will tumbled off of his chair.

Robin just chuckled shaking his head at the man who seems to refer to a woman as a 'treat'. Definitely showing the difference in a thief with honor and the ones without. Robins attention was drawn by a female waitress who he had caught staring at him multiple times, yet he chose to ignore it. She had her shirt tied so her belly was showing and her skirt was so short that if she bent over the slightest bit, you would see her undergarments if she wore any.

"Can I get you another drink?" She leaned over the counter, giving him a clear view of her breast.

"Oh no, I could but I probably shouldn't. My girlfriend wouldn't approve of it, if I do I might end up leaving with someone I'm not supposed to. You know what I mean?" He said paying no attention to the flirting she is doing.

"Yeah I guess so, but tell me if you have a change of heart," she winked at him then walked away.

Robin nodded in response understanding that she wasn't talking about drinks, boy was it tempting. But he had someone to give everything he needed and not just a one night stand. It had been a long day and the last thing he needed to do was get drunk and sleep with someone who was not Regina. He could tell that was all that woman was used to, just being used like a toy. She might make someone's night by he knew sure as hell that it wasn't him. He saw Will pass by him holding a different woman's hand and leaving the bar so that was his cue that he didn't have to stay anymore. Before he got to the door the waitress intercepted him and the door. He sighed.

"Are you sure you want to leave now alone, I bet if you stay you will end up very pleased," she said standing to close and drawing circles on his chest.

"I think I will stay true to my woman," he grabbed her wrist that was on his chest and moved it," remember your are a person and by an object."

Then he walked out of the bar leaving the waitress to think about his words, and heading home to his woman.