mine. (O. Dìaz x reader)

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"Oh." I laugh and walk over to the table he's at.

"You came to drink, huh?" He asks.

I laugh. "Perhaps."

We laugh.

HIS LAUGH IS SO HOT.

The waiter comes over and asks for our drink orders.

"I'll have a glass of bourbon." I say.

He looks at me and says. "Me too."

"Are you guys ready to order your food? Or do you need a minute?" The waiter asks us.

"We'll need a minute. Thanks." He says before I can speak up.

I frown.

The waiter smiles at us and walks away.

"How long have you been in the Santos?" I ask him.

"About 4 years. Spooky was like a little brother to me and we were super close."

"Is this a revenge date? Did he do something to you?" I laugh.

"No." He laughs "When I see a gorgeous girl I just have to ask her out."

"Hm. So how many girls have you gone on dates with?" I ask him.

He looks at me. "I said that wrong."

I laugh.

"I'm just fucking with you." I say.

"You really like to fuck me hu-" He stops speaking, realizing what he said.

I burst out laughing.

"Fuck man." I laugh, holding my ribs.

"Do your ribs hurt?" He asks me.

"When I laugh, yeah. So stop making me laugh damn it." I smile at him.

"Oh, so sorry." He laughs.

The waiter brings out our drinks and I drink mine down.

Oops.

He stares at me.

"Sorry." I say.

He laughs.

The fuck is so funny?

"You can drink." He raises his eyebrows and smiles.

I shrug. "I drink for fun when I'm bored. Built up a tolerance." I say sarcastically and smile.

"Do you want to get out of here? I know a place." He smiles at me.

"Sure." I shrug.

Yuh. Let's go. Hot stranger that I met at a gas station 6 hours ago taking me to 'a place'.

He puts money under our glasses and we walk out.

We get in his car and drive to the edge of town.

"Where are we?" I ask nervously, trying to mask it with a laugh.

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna kill you." He chuckles.

"Mhm. Okay." I say.

"I'm not!"

"Let's go." He says.

I get out of the car and walk around it to his side. I finally take into account about our height difference.

"How tall are you?" I ask.

"6'5"

LORD.

I look at his face. He looks at mine.