Tight Shirts, Short Skirts
A/N: Yoooo, finally. Sorry for the delay but uh life is a mess but I’m still working on stuff <3 @ejraptor , here’s your prize from ages ago and i hope you like it !! Pairing: SpoolexReader Words: 536
“Tada!” You say, throwing your arms wide and twirling. “Does it look good?”
“It looks….really good, Y/N.” Spoole nods, eyes lingering on your legs as the skirt of your dress settles back down.
“Okay, hotshot, eyes up here.” You smack Spoole lightly on the arm, sticking your tongue out at him and pointing to your face with your other hand.
“Sorry, sorry.” He apologizes, grinning at you.
“Ready to go?” You check, making sure to grab your bag and phone. “I’m afraid we’ll be late.”
“We’ll be fine. And if we are late, you know they’ll just blame me.” Spoole reassures you.
*** “Look who’s late! Imagine that!” James teases as you and Spoole join him and the others at the table. You all were seated in the very back of the restaurant and on the way in, many people had eyed up you and Spoole.
“You’re surprised? Look at the skirt Y/N’s wearing, I’m sure Sean got a hold of her before they left home.” Elyse speaks up, winking at you as you colored and Spoole sputtered.
“I didn’t!” He objected.
“Wasted opportunity, Spoole. I’m disappointed.” Joel shook his head, smirking.
“You were just ragging on me for being late!”
“Yeah, but it would’ve been alright if it was because you and Y/N were having a quickie.” Adam pointed out.
“Enough! No more talking about me and quickies at the dinner table!” You speak up, looking pointedly at Elyse.
“Er - are you all ready to order?” The waiter asked, clearing his throat. You turn even more red than you were moments ago and hide your face in your hands, letting Spoole order your drink for you. Everyone begins to laugh as the waiter walks away, walking pretty quickly.
“I’m never living this down, am I?” You groan, face still in your hands.
“Nope.” James said happily. “Never.”
“Oh, come on guys, let it go.” Bruce says.
“Thank you, Bruce.” You smile weakly over at him, reaching out to pick up your drink.
“She wore a shirt skirt on purpose. If she can’t handle what we’re dishing out…” Elyse trailed off, winking at you as you sighed into your drink.
“I hate every single one of you. Except for Bruce. Bruce is my new best friend.” You declared.
“What?” Spoole asks, playing along.
“Ooh, man, hell yeah! I’ve got the hottest best friend ever!” Bruce cheers. You shoot him a pointed look.
“Nevermind. Sean’s my best friend again.” You huff and roll your eyes,sipping at your drink finally.
“Yay!” Spoole chuckles, leaning over to kiss your cheek.
“Ew, gross.” Joel complains, covering his eyes. “There are children around you two.”
“I swear to God,” You say to Spoole, “We have the worst friends ever.”
“Aw, don’t be like that guys.” James whines playfully.
“You know you love us.” Adam pipes up.
“I’m not so sure about that.” Spoole says, chuckling at the ‘done’ look in your eyes.
“Pardon me?” The waiter approaches the table. “Are you all ready to order or should I...give you a quick minute?”
Everyone else at the table (including Spoole of course, that traitor) began laughing, while you couldn’t help but feel mortified and stared at the waiter in horror.