Coffee, please ! McCree x Reader

~Cup 3~

The next day, after I won the food war with little creep Lúcio, I finished all my work hours and gotten a good amount of dolls fixed up.
I thought it'd be nice to watch a bit of t.v, but..

"(Y/N)!! Go to the store and buy milk, please!"
I sighed but still did it.
"Sure, mom!"
I leave with a hoodie and my helmet, I turn the cycle on and leave. I went to the closet market and bought the milk. By the time I got back on my bike, I see the man in the towel that one time I delivered walking down the street with a girl with a blonde ponytail.
"Hm, that's a coincidence."
I was about to put my helmet until I heard the piercing noise of the women's scream.
the next thing I see was her on the floor and, Lúcio!? Running down the opposite way with her purse.
I get off immediately unfortunately breaking the side mirror off my cycle.
I chased him and got close enough to throw my helmet at his head, he collapsed and I took the purse and walked back to the couple..

"Oh... I believe this is yours.... Anyways, are you ok??"
She grunts but nods her head.
I barely could look at the man in the eyes, he looked like a cold person...
"Well ok, bye.."
I try to quickly leave but the man grabbed my wrist.
"Wait."
I looked right at him.
"Your bike is damaged, here's my number so I can pay for it later. "
"No" The lady interrupts.
"It's my fault this happened, let me give you-"
"I'll give (him/her) my damn number, Mercy!"

She quieted down, while the man gave me a piece of paper very irritatedly.
"scram, kid."

I leave as fast as I can, assuring myself no police officers catches me with my broken vehicle. I finally got back home, seeing only my sister.
"Uh, where's mom?"
"She went out or something, why did you come back so late though? You're picking up milk, not a list of groceries."
"No reason....."

A few minutes of silence dawned on us until my mom came barging in full of tears.
"Mom what's wrong!?"
"Yeah, is everything ok?!"
She shook her head and wiped away the tears.
"The ring my friend lent me... I lost it!!!"
"Wait.... the one that's $5,000?! Mom!!"
I start to freak out, first the motorcycle, now the ring!? WHAT IS GOING ON!?

I wasn't planning on getting money from the man, I have too much pride to do so.
I need to work extra hours.... just for this fluke....
"*sigh* mom.... i was going to tell you later because I thought my problem could be fixed really soon. But, I accidentally, partially, broke the motorcycle."
"You what!?"
"It's fine! It's just he mirror that broke, I can replace hat."
".... I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry that I make my poor (son/daughter) work so many jobs while I spend and over shop on these things..."
I hug her and comfort her, because it really isn't that much of a big deal... I just need to work more.

(...)

After I reported the little accident to the restaurant I worked for, because they're entitled to the bike, I was fired. And still had to pay for it...
"Damn it, I needed that job..."

As I lay in bed thinking about how to pay for the bike first. I remember about the man...
"No, I shouldn't....."
Temptation still crept onto me.
"UGH fine."
I quickly called the number, anxiety grew bigger and bigger. Once he answered I sounded as shameless as ever.

<JM>: Hello?
<Me>: Yes hi, it's the person from last night.. calling about the,,, reward?...
<JM>: Oh you actually called? Hm. Fine. Just meet me at 251 IHN ave. HS hotel. I'm on the very top. The roof.
<Me>: Yes sir.
<JM>: Good.
*End of call*

(...)

I quickly get ready and take the bus to the hotel. It doesn't take long before I get there.
I race to the top of the hotel and awkwardly walk up to his door.
*knock knock*
I wait about 1 minute until he opens the door, all I see is him in a skin tight shirt, jeans, and a lit cigarette in his mouth.
"C'min."
I walk in standing right at the doorway, trying to take my shoes off. "... just come in."
I look up quickly and nod.
I go in his direction making minimal eye contact.

I look at him while he plops on his couch, grabbing at his beer on the coffee table.

"So.. about the money.."
"Ha! You think I'd just give money to some snatcher?"
"Snatcher?! I was the one who helped out!"
"Sure, kiddo, you and your bud probably planned this out."

I angrily let out a breath of air and grabbed at my hair.
"C'mon! why would I damage my own bike just for you to pay it!?"
"Cause you're bad at it. Who even taught you? Your parents? Haha!"

I made a shocked facial expression then gradually became enraged.
"Apologize."
He pauses his sip of his drink and looks at me.
"Excuse me?"
"Apologize about my parents."
A tear forms in my eye and I wipe it away quickly.
"You're crying? You look like a mess right now. Stop."
"Just apologiz-"
He stood up and grabbed my arm.
"Shut it, kid!"
Our faces are about 3 inches away. The heat from our faces made him push me away.
I fall to the floor and look at him.

He looks wide eyes and pauses.
"Wait, stand up."
"Why?"
"Just do it...."
I do so and he looks me up and down all around me.
"I know a way for you to earn your money, heh."
He grabs my wrist and basically forces me to go down to the lobby with him and his laptop.

We sit down at a table, and he asks me for all my info.
"Why do you need all this?"
"You wanted money, right? Well you're working for me now."
"Working with you how? What am I even doing?"
"*sighs* I'm not getting into details, but my family makes me go on these crazy blind dates for me to get married, and I want you to crash each one."
"... how"
"Pretend to make out with me."
My turns red... "how much for each blind date. $500!?"
"$100."
My shoulders drop.
"But I need at least $5,700!!"
"You think just simply crashing a couple of blind dates will get you 5 grand, you're funky, kid."
I look down... "fine, just don't do anything for real."
"Wouldn't dream of it, sweetheart."

-sorry for errors-

Building up the romance, but thank you for your support!!!