do you want to know a secret? // spike spiegel x reader oneshot

do you want to know a secret?

"Great job today guys!" Jet exclaimed to the group.

It was rare that any of them managed to collect on a bounty, but today they had turned in two red eye dealers and earned 1,500,000 woolongs.

"Who's up for drinks?" you ask.

"That sounds like a great way to celebrate, y/n." Faye agreed.

"Sounds good to me." Spike added.

The four of you headed to the nearest bar, prepared for a night of fun.

Faye hitched a ride with Jet, and you rode with Spike.

Once you arrived, Jet went in first, then Spike held the door for you and Faye.

"Ladies first." he said slyly. You both entered with Spike following behind. As you entered you were ambushed by the scent of cigarette smoke and booze. There were a decent amount of people, but not enough that you couldn't hear yourself speak.

When you reached the barstools, you chose the seat beside Spike, obviously. On the other side of him sat Jet and then Faye. You had a little bit of a crush on Spike, but you'd never admit it to any of them. For now it would have to stay your secret.

You all ordered your favorite drinks and a few shots. Spike turned towards you.

"So, y/n, you don't seem to talk a lot... what kind of things interest you?"

You responded with a few of your hobbies. You felt a little nervous because of the feelings you had for Spike, but you tried your best not to stutter in your answer.

"Those are pretty neat," Spike began, "I wish I could find something to do besides sitting around waiting for bounties all day."

"C'mon I'm sure there's something you like to do for fun." you responded.

"Well, I guess poker is pretty fun."

"Ooh card games are fun, we should play sometime!"

"Here are your drinks." the bartender interrupted. You stirred your drink before taking a sip. Spike took a big gulp and sighed.

"Ah..."

"You go out a lot on your own I've noticed... got anybody you like?" Spike inquired. You felt a knot twist in your stomach at the question. There was no way you were going to risk ruining your friendship with Spike over some stupid feelings. With your heart beginning to race, you realized that maybe it wasn't just a little crush after all.

"Well uh..." you began, but were cut off by Jet's announcement that the shots were ready. When Spike turned around, you breathed a great, and quiet, sigh of relief.

"On the count of three..."

"One... two... three!" you all shouted and down the hatch went the shots.

You felt slightly tipsy already, but you knew you were able to handle your alcohol fairly well.

"So what were you about to say?" Spike asked. To think you had gotten away...

"Oh aha...uhm" you scratched the back of your head.

"Ah, you don't have to tell if you don't want to, it's alright."

"Whew." you awkwardly laughed it off and hinted at a new topic to discuss.

-

After a bit, you noticed that Spike seemed to be more affected by his drinks than you. Yet, he continued to drink.

After his third shot, you suggested that it should be his last.

"I'll be fiiiiiine, y/n" Spike said, and then slumped onto the bar counter.