meeting spencer at a bar and he gets super confident out of no where and sweeps reader off their feet lmao
This was so fun and silly to write. Love you all <3
The music was loud. You were standing at the bar, waiting for the bartender to come over to you. Your good friend Angela was in town for Vidcon and she insisted you come out with her and meet her friends. You weren’t much of a partier but you hadn’t seen Angela in so long that you couldn’t pass up the opportunity.
You had gone to college with Angela, she quickly became one of your best friends. You were heartbroken when you had to leave LA, receiving an opportunity you couldn’t refuse.
It was like the bartender disappeared. You decided to sit down, still not seeing Angela inside. You knew she was on her way but you assumed it took a minute to leave Vidcon considering the fame smosh had amassed.
“Oh my god! I’m so excited!” Angela gushed, sitting in the uber with Spencer and Amanda.
“Hey Spencer, do you think she's excited?” Amanda asked teasingly.
“This girls gotta be the best with how much praise you’ve given her.” Spencer remarked, having heard almost nothing but things about you since the plans were solidified.
“I'm serious Spencer! I think you’re gonna love her! You gotta talk to her.” She demanded.
“Okay we’ll see.” Spencer compromised.
Amanda and Angela beelined it for the bathroom the second they got to the bar, leaving Spencer alone. He made his way to the bar, waiting to order a soda. He stood there for a minute, not seeing a worker behind the bar.
“I honestly think he went missing.” You commented, noticing the way the curly haired man was looking back and forth.
“What?” He asked, turning to find the voice.
“I’ve been waiting for like 6 minutes.” You laughed, fixing the strap on your top. “I just want a sprite man.”
Spencer zero’d in on you, focusing on your voice over the loud music. He looked you up and down, taking you in. “You come to a bar for just a sprite?” He asked, stepping a bit closer to you. “I think there’s a McDonalds down the street and it's like 2 dollars there.”
You laughed, throwing your head back slightly. “You don’t say? I’m actually meeting a friend.” You explained.
“Oh shit, that sounds like a date.” Spencer put his hands up, “Didn’t mean to harsh your vibe.”
He was cute you thought, in a kinda nerdy way. Unfortunately, that was just your type. He had brown hair that curled slightly, especially around the nape of his neck you noticed. He was wearing a Creed shirt with a denim jacket over it, his glasses complimenting his eyes. He seemed familiar too, you weren’t sure why, granted he was a white guy and you lived in california so there were a lot of white guys.
“Actually, do I know you?” You asked, with a scrutinizing stare, using this as an opportunity to really look at him.
“I don’t think so, but I’d like it if you would.” Spencer said, shocked at his forwardness.
“Oh? Care to make that happen for me?” You asked, curious about the stranger in front of you. “Tell me about yourself.”
Spencer had completely forgotten about Angela and Amanda. They hadn’t come to find him and some other friends were also coming so he assumed they met up with them, maybe Courtney or Erin. Frankly he couldn’t care less either. He had a beautiful and seemingly witty woman in front of him that he was confidently talking to, who cared about his friends? He introduced himself to you, providing a more formal greeting.
The establishment was large but especially crowded in front of the bar, even with the M.I.A bartender. Spencer grabbed your hand and led you to a more quiet booth against a wall. The tall backing in the booth providing extra privacy for you. Before he sat down Spencer took off his jacket, folding it over and placing it beside him, giving you a new view of his arms. He had tattoos on both of them. You couldn’t help but stare, your eyes darting across the many different patches of ink.
“You like ‘em?” Spencer asked, noticing your gaze.
“I like the ones I can see.” You replied.
“Here.” He said, sliding into the booth next to you and rolling his sleeve up, exposing more ink.
You moved in closer, carefully examining each tattoo. “Thwomp, classy.”
“At least you know who he is.”
“I think I know all of these characters,” You looked, noting each of the pokemon, cartoon, and game characters. Your eyes stopping on a small rectangular character, “Except maybe this guy.” You traced the tattoo, looking up to the man, who you now know to be Spencer, for an explanation.
“Points for accuracy I suppose.” You giggled. “Do you have any more? Or just on your arms?”
“I have others, wanna see?” He asked, smirking.
“If you’re about to show me a waluigi tattoo on your left buttcheek…” You trailed off, “Count me in.”
Spencer laughed hard at this. Your humor seemed to match his very well. “You still down if it’s on my right buttcheek?” He asked, piling onto your joke.
“I’ve gotta draw the line somewhere Spencer.” You remarked.
His stomach flipped at the use of his name, something about the way it sounded coming from you was so right. He couldn’t help but stare. You looked almost ethereal, even in the dim lighting of the bar.
You had been engrossed in your conversation with Spencer, you hadn’t noticed your phone buzzing every few seconds. You unlocked your phone to 14 missed texts and 4 calls from Angela. The messages beginning with “Hey I’m here!” to “meet me at the bar” and “Where are you?” “God now I can’t find my other friend”.
“Oh fuck!” You exclaimed.
“Remember how I said I was meeting a friend?”
“Yeah me neither, that’s the issue. She's here and I’ve been ignoring her.” You explained, immediately feeling guilty. “I gotta go but it was nice meeting you!”
You began to walk away, Spencer having moved to let you leave the booth. You stopped for a moment before turning around and crossing the few feet back to Spencer. “Since I’m leaving I just wanna say you’re really cute.”
You walked away before he could say anything, making your way around the bar until you found Angela.
“I am so sorry Angela oh my god!” You said, swiftly walking up to her. “I got distracted by this super cute guy, which is no excuse.”
“It’s okay, I’m just so glad to see you!” Angela replied, throwing her arms around you. “It’s been too long.”
“God I know!” You huffed, “Oh! Did you ever find your other friend?” You asked, remembering her text.
“Not yet, I’m sure he’ll turn up.” Angela reassured. “Let me introduce you to some people!” She led you a table down, getting the attention of everyone. “Guys! This is one of my best friends from college! Meet Y/N!”
“It’s really great to meet you all!” You smiled, looking around the table.
People began introducing themselves. The introductions made their way around the table before Alex, who was sitting across from you, noted, “We’re just missing Spencer.”
“S-Spencer?” You asked, slightly choking on the water Angela had gotten you.
“Yeah, that’s the other friend I can’t find.” Angela explained.
“Uh.. He doesn’t happen to have a denim jacket does he? Or a lot of tattoos? Notably a thwomp and large crab on his arm?”
“Yes, that's exactly him!” Angela approved. “You see him?”
You sighed deeply, realizing you had been accidentally ignoring her for her very attractive friend. “I met him, uh, yeah… You know how I told you about that ‘Super cute’ guy?”
“No way..” Angela said, immediately putting two and two together.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear, Spencer walked up to the table, a coke in hand, not noticing you. Until Alex tried to introduce you two. You both froze for a moment, shocked, then quickly broke into fits of laughter.
Spencer walked over to you, placing a hand on the small of your back as you both laughed. “We, uh, we met.” Spencer managed to get out, stifling his laughter.
You found his laugh to be wonderful, like the sweetest music. It was dorky and yet so attractive.
“I told you you would like her!!” Angela exclaimed.
“I never said I liked her.” Spencer shut her down, sarcastically.
You placed your hand on his shoulder, turning him slightly to face you. “Oh? You don’t like me?” You asked incredulously with a raised brow and a smirk. “I can totally leave.”
“I wouldn’t do all that.” He laughed, putting an arm around your waist and pulling you into his side.
“Yeah that’s what I thought.” You flirted.
You caught up with Angela, telling each other about what had been happening in your lives. All while Spencer was by your side. After a little while Spencer untangled himself to go to the bathroom.
“Holy shit.” Angela laughed, “He really likes you, damn.”
“He must do this to all women.” You waved her off. Even though he was kinda dorky, the confidence he held with you had to be a regular thing for him.
“Y/N.. he doesn’t talk to women.. And he's got his arm around you?? I don’t know what it is but damn he wants you bad! I’ve literally never seen him like this.”
You thought about her words. You weren’t a super confident person either but something about Spencer was just easy to be around, maybe he felt the same about you. It was extra flattering knowing you were both sober and he just genuinely liked you.
A few hours passed, people slowly leaving and heading back to their hotels. Finally you were about to say your goodbyes, giving Angela a hug and a promise to make your way to LA soon.
“I guess this is goodbye Spencer.” You noted, sticking your hands in your pockets.
“It doesn’t have to be.” He countered.
“I mean if you need company tonight I’m free.” He offered, running a hand through his hair. His gorgeous hair.
“You don’t have any big youtube commitments in the morning?” You teased.
“Not one.” He punctuated, giving you a long look up and down.
Your face heated and stomach flipped at the insinuation. “My cars out front then.”
