IMAGINE CONFESSING YOUR FEELINGS TO ROBIN HOOD.

You never believed you'd fall in love with a thief, who Prince John wanted dead. But there you were, watching Robin shooting arrows at the tree which had a target painted on it, and smiled to yourself as he shot arrow after arrow, and them piercing each other as they hit the center.

You wanted to express your feelings to him, and you had planned to do it after Robin had quit his daily practice - you had kept your feelings inside you for so long that it was time to confess it. Tell the thief that he had robbed your heart too.

So as sun was setting and Robin was putting his bow away, you approached him.

"Hello, Y/N." he greeted you and tipped his hat. "Fine evening, isn't it?"

You swallowed as you stared at Robin, keeping quiet. He paused as he saw your expression and put his bow over his head. "Is everything alright?"

You nodded, and offered him a shaky smile. "Robin... I think... I think I've fallen in love." you sputtered and Robin's face fell a bit. "With you."

The smile returned on that instant and he smirked at you and put his hand on your cheek. "Well, dear Y/N, I might just love you too."