What are you doing, stepbro? Ben Solo x Reader

Chapter 4

*Note: legal drinking age where I am is 19, some places in the country are 18. Obviously, I don't condone underage drinking, this is fiction*

His eyes widen ever-so-slightly, and you take the chance to snatch it out of his hands. You chug the drink, afraid of him taking it again.

"Throw that out for me, step-bro?" You say sweetly, holding the empty can to him.

"Fuck off." He says, pushing your hand away.

"I've got it," Poe says smoothly, taking it for you.

"Thanks." You give him a flirty smile.

He returns the smile with an even flirtier one. He goes to toss it in the recycling, and you get a plate and put some vegetables, chips, and dip on it. You're not hungry enough for a burger or hotdog, plus, you don't want any of Ben's cooking.

You snack lazily, bored out of your mind. You look around; Finn and Rose are chatting, Rey is with Ben, hanging onto his every word.

"You look bored," Poe says after he has walked back to you.

"Yeah. I've been stuck at home for the past two weeks, and now I have to attend this lame party for my parents. It sucks."

"Ben's dullness has rubbed on you, hasn't it?"

You nod. "Yeah, you're completely right." You respond.

"Let's get outta here then." He offers.

"Can we?" You ask, worried if your mom will notice.

"Look at your parents. They're too caught up in each other to notice. Let's go." He holds out his hand to you.

You place your plate on a nearby table and take his hand. He leads you out of the backyard through a small gate.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

"I know a place." He responds with a smile.

He takes you down the street, through a decrepit alleyway, and onto a dirt path lined with trees.

The path opens up to what looks like was some old houses. The forest has overgrown, and the buildings are covered in moss. There's concrete on the ground, but it has been cracked by roots emerging from the ground. Whatever parts of the buildings that are not covered by greenery are covered in spray paint.

"Woah, this is cool." You say, drinking in your surroundings.

"I know, right?" He points to a bench. "Here, let's sit."

You sit down, and he pulls out two cans of alcohol from his pocket. "You're slick. I didn't even notice." He gives you one, and you pop it open.

"What do you do for work?" You ask, after taking a sip.

"I'm a delivery driver. It pays alright."

"Cool. I'm starting my first year of Uni in the fall."

"Nice." He says, taking a sip. "What's it like living with Ben?"

"It sucks. He's always sulking and rude." You respond, deciding to not speak of that mutual masturbation

"Yeah, I went to school with him. He was always a loner. Hell, I tried to be his friend but he threatened to fight me."

"Geez." You say although, you aren't surprised.

"If you ever need a place, you're welcome to chill at mine. Finn is my roomie, we rent a two-bedroom. It's just down the street from your place."

"Can you show me around town, too? Ben promised, but he didn't end up taking me.

"Of course!" He slings his arm over your shoulder.