Adam Driver Characters x Reader OneShots

Are We Out Of The Woods?

Ronnie Peterson x Reader

AN: Who's up for slaying some zombies?!

Contents

- NSFW

- PIV Sex

- Oral Sex

- Kink Discovery

- Loss of Virginity

- Mention of Death

AN: My Shitty Humour also Included -.-

You were somewhere in the deepest, darkest parts of the woods. It was shadowy and scary, the only light to guide you is the moon. You had a horrible foreboding feeling in your stomach, thinking that something bad was going to happen to you. Perhaps your best friend Ronnie was right, this isn't going to end well.

Clutching your machete, you ventured deeper through the woods. Every hoot of an owl and every snap of a branch made you jump. No matter what, you felt like you had been travelling in the same direction for hours. Somehow you, Ronnie and Cliff got separated while fighting the dead, or undead.

''Fuck, Ronnie where the fuck are you?''

Your teeth chattered and your heart began beating faster, all of a sudden out of the darkness these bloody, pale, undead zombies began lunging towards you which made you not hesitate to start swinging your machete like a character from The Walking Dead, instantly decapitating all three of the zombies.

Breaking out into a sprint, you clutched your machete for dear life immediately regretting glancing back at two new zombies now pursuing you. You couldn't see shit in front of you so you hoped you weren't about to headbutt a tree or fall into a ditch, eyeing up the moon as your only source of light.

While running, you stumbled down a pretty steep hill before finding yourself in a small stream of water. Your ankle really started to hurt but it wasn't broken thank fucking god but it did take all of your strength to stand up again, reclaiming your machete from the ground for what happened next completely took you by surprise.

Hearing the moans and groans coming from those undead motherfuckers, you rolled your eyes really not in the mood for fighting but you had to anyway. Just as you were about to swing at them, that's when you heard the voice of the man you were thankful to hear...

''Y/N, get down!''

Throwing yourself down on the ground, you closed your eyes and covered your ears as you heard the sounds of gunshots followed by the thud of bodies falling just behind you. You didn't dare open your eyes but felt them reopen when the feeling of a set of strong arms lifted you up, immediately pulling you into a hug.

''Oh, Y/N you're safe, thank god.''

Ronnie sounded exhausted and relieved at the same time, he finally had clarity knowing were alive as he clutched onto you for dear life almost afraid of letting go. You felt like you could breathe again, here with Ronnie you felt safe with his arms wrapped around you while you also wrapped your arms around him, resting your chin on his shoulder.

''I had an awful feeling you were in trouble.'' You breathed, softly stroking his back with your hand.

''I was, but I can handle them. Cliff and I were swarmed by a hoard, but we got out, I knew I had to fight so I could get back to you.''

''There were so many of them, Ronnie. I let go of your hand.'' You looked into his eyes with your hands resting on his shoulders while one of his hands moved to your waist while his other one cupped your cheek.

''It's okay, this isn't your fault. I just don't think I would have been able to live with myself if I lost you.''

Stroking your cheek with his thumb, you couldn't help but smile, holding his hand in place before feeling something wet drop onto your other cheek making you look up at the sky above, realising it was beginning to rain. Ronnie quickly glanced up and then turned his attention back to you.