Various x Reader One Shots

Nick Miller X Reader

Nick Miller (New Girl) x Reader

Requested by @midnightttsunlight

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You slump onto a bar stool at The Griffin, a local bar only a few blocks from your neighborhood.

"Long night?" A voice called and your gaze met those of a brown haired, shaggy looking man with some scruff. He wore a dark red long sleeved shirt and a towel was placed over his shoulder.

"Oh, tremendously." You mused, "I'll take a dirty shirley temple." You stretched your arms out before sending the bartender finger guns. He chuckled, moving to make your drink. You watched him for a few more seconds before chuckling and pulling your phone out.

"One dirty shirley for the pretty girl with the bad day." He plopped the drink before you and you smiled in thanks before taking a sip. You glanced at him as he seemed to be reluctant to walk away. "I had a date tonight." You started, gaining his attention, "And I had this drink." You held it up before putting it down. "And this man literally put his hand into my cup to take out the cherries, my cherries, and eat them."

The bartender barked a laugh and you couldn't help but giggle. "He seems like quite the gentlemen."

"Oh, it was such a turn on." You sang, "Someone's dirty hands in my drink? Ugh, say less." You took another sip, eyes not leaving his. You reached across the bar, "I'm (Y/n)."

"Nick." He returned the hand shake, "I had a date last week and it was just as horrible."

You smirked, "Oh, really? Do tell."

There was a moment of silence before rubbing his nose, cheeks burning, "I was going to make up some random story but I'm uh..." He chuckled uncomfortably, "I just wanted to put it out there I was single."

Your face reddened and you put your hand over your face to conceal your giggles, Nick rolled his eyes and you waved it off, "Hey, hey that was cute don't worry, I'd do the same if I saw me at the bar." You posed, "I'm stunning aren't I."

He broke into a smile, "How bout I start you on a second drink. What can I get you?"

"Round of shots for all three of us." A voice called and you jumped as you realized someone had moved to the chair next to you. He sent you a sparkling smile, "Schmidt."

"...(Y/n)." You said cautiously, and Nick grunted.

"(Y/n), meet my best friend and roommate-"

"Apartment mate." Schmidt included, "What are we, college students, no no." He waved his hand in the air. "We've talked about this, come on Nick."

The tension in the air broke and you couldn't conceal your laughter, "You heard him, Nicholas, let's do a round of shots."

He eyed the near empty bar before shrugging, "I guess we can close early."

You cheered before jumping from the seat, "Okay, you do that and I'm going to go pee."

As you rushed off, Schmidt wiggled his fingers in goodbye before turning his attention to his friend. "How the hell did you have a normal conversation with her without freaking out."

The man behind the bar scoffed, "Whats that supposed to mean."

Schmidt leaned forward, "You're Nicholas Sean Miller, man. Last time a girl flirted with you, you ran into a wall trying to escape her." Nick sent his friend a tight lipped look before turning around and beginning to fill a bunch of small glasses. "For real, how'd you do it," Schmidt pushed.

"I don't know!" He threw his arms up, "She's just cool, okay! I felt comfortable, I guess, I don't know!" Nick leaned his elbows into the bar, "I didn't even really think about it until you walked your fancy pants over here and ruined it."