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On cold winter mornings, Regina had a certain procedure on how to get out from beneath the warm covers. Her apartment was drafty and ridiculously cold in the winter months, so there was a need for something more than just determination to get out of bed.
Normally she would hurry from her bed to the bathroom, in her slippers and thick robe. Then a hot shower and several cups of hot coffee to keep her warm and get her going. That was a normal start to her day.
Of course since Regina started dating Robin things had changed, all for the better of course. Because now she had something else to keep her warm, both at night and in the mornings. Or she used to, because now, reaching out to the side where he usually was, the palm of her hand wasn’t met by his warm skin. There was just the cold sheet. Disappointed, Regina turned off the alarm and sat up in bed. “Robin?” She called out groggily, but got no reply. Running a hand through her bed hair, Regina spent a moment wondering where he had gone.
As she slipped from the covers and quickly wrapped herself in her robe and put on the slippers, there was a loud shriek from the kitchen, no a scream, followed by the shattering sound of porcelain. In a split second Regina was awake and running to the kitchen. There she found Robin, but not in his usual masculine posture. Instead he was perched on a chair, looking like a scared little girl as his eyes clung to the floor. “What’s wrong?” she asked wide-eyed.
Robin cleared his throat, obviously trying to rebuild whatever self-esteem he had just lost, pointing to the floor.
On said floor were a now shattered cup and a cockroach, seemingly trying to escape the crime scene. “A cockroach?” Regina looked up at him, baffled. “A cockroach made you scream like a little girl?”
“I did not!” He might as well have stomped his foot, Regina tilted her head, looking at him.
“Like a little scared girl, who just saw a mouse” A smile grew on her lips, as the comedy of it all sunk in.
Robin just looked insulted, but stayed on the chair.
“You live in a trailer for most of the year and you scream by the sight of a small bug?” Regina couldn’t help but laugh, no matter how much it hurt his ego to see her do so.
“They’re not in my cups!.. And it wasn’t little, it’s a very big cockroach!”
Regina just laughed at him as she got a dustpan and got rid of the bug as well as the cup.
“Just so we’re clear – there are no cockroaches in my trailer and no bugs of that size either”
“Whatever you say princess”
He jumped down, growling at her. Regina found a new cup and poured him a cup of the coffee he had made. Taking a sip herself she then handed the cup to Robin.
“I need to get you out of this place” He muttered and took a sip of the hot liquid.
“And into your trailer? .. that’s not exactly an upgrade” Regina raised an eyebrow at him.
“No” he shook his head. “Just some place.. better.”
“I don’t have the money, I can barely afford this place”
“I know .. But maybe we will.. someday”
“We?” Regina tilted her head, curiously, as she looked up at him.
Robin smiled warmly, “Yeah.. If you want to”
“Some place cockroach-free” she suggested with a broad grin on her face.
Robin nodded with a chuckle as he pulled her close, so he could kiss her.
“Wouldn’t want you to break any more of my cups” She put her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his again.
When he slipped his hands beneath her robe, Regina knew that she would most likely be late for work today.