Memories [Pt 2] (Ward Meachum/Reader)
Woah, double update, you guys! I just really love Ward, don’t blame me;; Enjoy
Warnings: Talks of breakup, flashbacks, Ward being nice??, diners (again), food, alcohol mention, drug mention, reminiscing, and even more swearing
“He doesn’t deserve the crying, (Y/N)… Here, look, dad gave me my allowance early, so I’m going to stay and get something, too,” he had said, giving you a small, supportive smile. You could only nod slowly and watch him call the waiter over.
“What will you be having today?”
“Can I please get the biggest, spiciest burger the cooks can make with a side of the crinkly cut fries?” You had been so confused— Ward hated spicy food more than he hated math class, which was a ton, so why was he getting something that he wouldn’t like?
“Will that be all?”
“Yes. Oh, wait, (Y/N)?” He turns back to you, then asks, “Do you want anything else? Really, anything on the menu. I’ll pay for it.”