About Last Night
Pairing: Adam Driver x Reader
Word Count: 1,602
Warnings: Swearing, Drinking
Requested: Yes🥰
“We need to talk about what happened last night.”
“Y/N! Wake Up!”
Jessica banged on your bedroom door, rudely waking you up.
“I’m up, I’m up!” Your voice laced with annoyance.
You and Jessica had been friends for the past two years. She was a great friend, but she always had this habit of making the worst decisions, that would leave you to become the problem solver in the friendship.
Groaning, you were not a morning person. Looking over at your alarm clock it read 7:00am. Thankfully you had the next few days off. Just like clock work, you could hear two voices arguing over the Vampire Diaries. Staring at the ceiling, you were wondering why you had given your two best friends keys to your apartment, since they were constantly over every day. They were over so much, a majority of their belongings, were at your apartment, rather than theirs.
“Dude! There is absolutely Elena should’ve ended up with Stefan!” Jessica huffed out in annoyance.
“Dude!” Adam’s tone mocking Jessica’s, “Why should she end up with Damon! Stefan is better for her.”
The day had only just begun, and you were already getting a head ache. Pinching the bridge of your nose, sighing in frustration before you interjected, “Guys! Can we not do this today? The last time you two argued about the Vampire Diaries, neither of you spoke to each other for three weeks!”
Both of their heads snapping towards you.
“It wasn’t my fault!” they both replied in unison.
“I don’t care whose fault it is, I’m ending it.” You replied sassily, making your way over to the coffee pot, before Jessica said, “Someone’s crabby this morning.”
“Gee. I wonder why that is. One of my best friends banged on my door to wake up rather than waking me up like a civil human being, while the other,” you turned to glare at Adam, before continuing, “decided to strike up the age old Vampire Diaries argument.”
“You’re not wrong.” “Yeah, sorry.” They both apologized at the same time.
“Now, please tell me why, both of you are here on my weekend off.”
“That’s why were here, to pppaaarrrttyyyyyyy!” Jessica said in her best Kristen Wiig voice.
“You’ve seen Bridesmaids way too much.”
“It’s a life style. Don’t judge.”
Putting your hands up in surrender, she busted with laughter.
“Alright, peace out Bitches.”
Both you and Adam looked at each other in confusion.
“Some of us,” she started, as she made her way to collect her purse, “have to work on Fridays. Y/N, I’ll see you tonight for Girls Night. Bye, Adam.” With that Jessica, left your apartment.
“So....” you say awkwardly, rocking back and forth on your feet.
“So...” Adam said awkwardly.
Realizing you were still in your pajamas you said, “I’m gonna go, get dressed. It’s your pick today.”
“YES!” Adam maneuvered his way to the couch and made himself confortable.
Chuckling you left the kitchen. Adam was your best friend, but you also had feelings for him. He was practically your dream guy but made into reality.
Adam was an excellent actor. He was the most humble Hollywood actor you’ve ever met regardless, of him being the only actor you’ve ever met and became friends with. His successes made you over the moon. Jessica was always trying to tell you that Adam shared your feelings, but you always rejected her opinion the subject. She was your best friend and she didn’t want you to get hurt.
While you were changing, you suddenly thought of how weird Adam was being lately. Normally, he had coffee every day in a to go cup from the small mom and pop coffee shop that was down the street. The last few weeks, he’s been having coffee at your apartment or not at all.
Shoving the thought from your mind, you made your way to sit on the couch next to Adam.
“Hey.” He said a smile.
“Hey, yourself.” You replied softly.
Adam decided on Bobs Burgers, knowing that it was a favorite of yours. It didn’t take long, before you noticed his actions. He had begun leaning towards, which caused him to fulling lean on you, with his shoulder touching yours. Not wanting him to move, you didn’t say anything while smiling to yourself.
About two hours later, and a plethora of different positions on the couch, you finally settled with bunch your legs up leaning against Adams thigh. His right arm, was lazily draping over your legs. Neither of you said anything in fear of the other moving.
You weren’t sure when, but hours later you and Adam had cuddled up on the couch. He was laying behind you fast asleep, spooning you from behind with his face nuzzling your ear. Your heads resting on your extended arms, opening your eyes you saw your fingers intertwined with each other.
Suddenly, Jessica bursted through the door startling you. Adam, was still sound asleep.
“Y/N!” She whisper yelled, “he does like you!”
“Jessica!” You hissed in annoyance, “now is not the time!”
Eventually, Adam woke up and decided he should leave. Jessica kept pestering you, about how he didn’t want to leave.
After you both got ready for your ‘Girls Night’, Jessica was overwhelmed with excitement. She had been trying to get you to go out with her for week. Apparently, there was a new up and coming bar she wanted you to try out.
It was well into the night, and you were beyond Tipsy. Suddenly, Adam showed up at the bar.
“Adam!” You squealed over the music, leaping at him. Thankfully he caught you, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist.
He was chuckling that you were drunk and beyond thrilled to see him, “Nice to see you too, Y/N.”
“Let’s get you home, yeah?”
“What about Jessica?”
“I’ll have the bartender make sure she gets a cab.”
“Okay.” You replied placing a kiss on his cheek before he put you down.
Adam was able to get you up the stairs, with minimal stumbling on your part. He considered this to be a small victory.
Leading you to your bedroom, he asked, “Do you think you can change by yourself?”
“Yeah, I’m an adult!”
Laughing at your humor even though you were drunk, he left the room so you could change. After a few minutes went by, he knocked on the door before entering. You were already, crawling into bed.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Uh,” he started awkwardly, “that’s my shirt.”
“Oh,” you left out softly looking down at it, “Sorry, I, Uh, could take it off if you wa-“
Before you knew it, he had your head in his hands, moving you to look up at him, while you were still on your knees. He rested his forehead against yours, your breaths mixing with one another. Your hands traveling up to grip his wrists desperate for his touch. Ever so slowly, he inched his face closer to yours, lips barely touching yours. They felt like velvet, with warmth radiating off of them. Kissing him, felt like everything you’ve ever imagined.
Pulling away from the soft kiss, you moved so you were under the blankets, pulling Adam with you.
“I’ve waited so long for his,” he said while cupping your cheek in his hand, “I thought you didn’t want me.” He finally said while, placing a gentle kiss on your lips.
“I’ve only wanted you Adam,” you murmured softly, “it’s always been you. I’m hopelessly in love with you.”
“I’m in love with you too, Y/N. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that.”
Adam began kissing you again, it wasn’t until his tongue was exploring your mouth that he tasted the alcohol, remembering that he had picked you up from the bar only hours ago.
Pulling back slightly from the kiss, earning a whine from you, he began, “If you remember this tomorrow, and that’s a big if, we can talk about this..” sadness was evident in his voice.
The next morning, you woke up to a cold bed. Moving your arm next to you, to search for Adam, you were met with nothing but an empty space.
Groaning, you sat up in bed and looked over to the previously occupied spot. It was barely warm, which meant he hadn’t been up much longer before you. Suddenly, the smell of coffee brewing filled the air. You moved the blankets, to retreat from bed.
Adam was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching a nature documentary before you entered.
“Hey, you’re aw-mph”
You cut him off placing your lips over his, knowing he had widened eyes, you placed yourself in his lap wrapping and arm around his shoulder, while your other hand was tangeling itself into his long dark hair. Biting his bottom lip, he moaned at the sudden sensation, bringing his hands to grip your hips, pulling you closer to him. Opening his mouth, he allowed your tongue to search his mouth. Your senses were overtaken by his sent, with each inhale you could smell his soap, his shampoo, his shaving cream. It was the most delicious smell. His tongue, was gentle yet demanding. The longer we kissed, the more the world fell away, leaving just the two of us entangled in each other.
Pulling the appendage from his throat, you both were out of breath.
“We need to talk about last night,” you panted out.
“Yes,” he planted in agreement, “We do.. Would you like to go on a date sometime?”
“I’m not busy tonight,” you replied
“Great. It’s a date.”
“It’s a date.”
