McCree x reader

“Did I do or say anything that I could regret while I was drunk that one day?” Jesse inquired next to you. A rosy taint took over your cheeks, recalling all of the compliments he had stated that day.

The both of you were currently at a local café. Jesse had ordered a coffee – you were thankful that he did have another preference besides alcohol – while you had ordered your favorite drink.

Taking a sip from your drink, hoping that it would calm down the thumping of your heart inside
your chest at least a bit, you averted your eyes from the man. You stared at something in the distance that wasn’t that interesting to you but if it allowed for you to escape his gaze, then this was fine.

“W-Well, you did tell me a few things when I tried to take you into my car.” You heard Jesse’s chair suddenly squeak and you went to look back at him. His eyebrows were deeply
furrowed while his arms were crossed. The pout on his lips almost made you giggle at the sight of him looking so concerned as to what he could have possibly told you.

“It wasn’t anything bad!” He quickly let his body slump in his chair, releasing a soft exhale as he went to take a sip of his coffee. “Y-You just said that you liked how my hair blows in the wind and that… ‘you hit the jackpot with me’.”

In a matter of seconds, Jesse sat up straight in his chair with his eyes wide in disbelief, covering his mouth from spitting out any of the coffee. He heavily gulped down the liquid and stared at his cup, a blush creeping into his whole face.

“I’m sorry, I- you see, I was drunk and you, well, you know how I can get-” You rested your hands on top his, throwing a wide smile his way.

“You did nothing wrong, Jesse. You only said nice things!” Placing a quick kiss on his burning cheek, the cowboy began to nervously chuckle at himself at both your kiss and the fool he had made of himself just a few day ago.