Now's Your Chance!!! Spamton x Reader

Gambling With Hearts

Silence.

Time passes by at a snail's pace as you watch islands go by. Miniature houses appear from the green fog of your horizon, disappearing just as soon. The seconds are marked only by the ripples left by your boat. You count each one until you lose track. 

Many, many minutes pass.

Eventually, you decide that you can't stand the quiet anymore, especially not when Spamton's finally at your side. With Noelle sleeping soundly, you can talk to him freely and without pressure for maybe the first time since coming to the mansion. You're going to take advantage of that time if he'll let you.

"...Spam?"

"Hm?" He responds, tilting his head up to look at you.

"I, uh..." You fumble for something to say. You really just want to talk to him, but there's nothing you can think of that wouldn't be stressful for you or him.

And then an idea pops into your head.

"...Wanna play a game?"

Interest blooms in his eyes.

"What [a STEAL!!!] kind of game?" 

"Hmm..." You rack your brain for any game you can play without additional pieces. "What do you think about Truth Or Dare? Or Two Truths And A Lie?"

He smiles wryly.

"What are [You Gotta Have] tryin' to do, kid? I already [Clean up on Aisle 3] my [[organs]] for you, you'll [WINNER!!!] for sure. What else you got?"

He's right. You're not big on your past, and you've made a point not to talk about it with him or anyone else. You wouldn't use it against him in a game like this, but minor details, well... He may have a point. 

"Aw, come on. It's not my fault you love the sound of your own voice," you tease.

"Heh, got me there," he chuckles. "Then [[MINECRAP LET'S PLAYER TIER LIST!! NUMBER FIVE WILL SUpris YOU]] something quieter."

"Well, what do you suggest?"

"Ever play Poker?" He gives you a predatory smile. You can tell he's up to something, but if it'll make him happy, well...

"No, I haven't. I'd be happy to learn, but isn't it a card game?"

"Not a [[SYST3M ERROR]]." He starts to undo his suit jacket. With deft fingers, he frees each button. He grins playfully as he peels off the thing entirely.

"Woah! Uh, what are you doing?" You can feel yourself flush, unable to stop yourself from looking. There's something very appealing in the click of his jointed fingers as he works to undress. For the first time since you've met him, you get to fully see his white turtleneck. It's perfectly clean in all but the sleeves, across which you can see speckled burn marks and larger, more lightly singed areas. Seeing him shocked back from the edges of his cage, you know exactly where the latter came from. Despite the sadness the thought brings, you can't deny the warmth you feel on having a better look at the shape of his chest.

He catches your eye and winks.

"Don't get too [Excited?! You Should Be]~" He takes a seat on the bottom of the boat and spreads out the jacket in front of himself. He gestures for you to sit across from him.

"I'm not- I'm not sure what you mean." You fumble to defend yourself, but as you sit, you only feel your blush grow.

"Aw, it's okay, [[Tootsie Pops]]. You're not the [[First-Time Only Offer]] to fall for the ol' Spamton G. Spamton charm," he jokes, looking at you from under dramatic half-lidded eyes.