What are you doing, stepbro? Ben Solo x Reader

Chapter 17

"No." the unfamiliar voice says.

"ACAB, but I'll call the police on you, you weirdo."

You then realize you got your phone taken away. It's like a fucking Doctor Phil episode where they kidnap the teenagers.

You squint to try to see his face in the dark.

Finally, you see his face. He definitely radiates daddy vibes and dilf energy.

"I'm checking out the place. Thinking of sending my kid here."

"That's fucking weird. Why so late at night?"

"There's a babysitter there don't worry. I should ask the same for you."

"My stepdad is I dunno, staging an intervention."

"You look like a good kid, though."

"'Stepbrother." Is all you have to say.

"Oh." That says enough.

"I just met him it's really not a big deal. Anyways, I'm stuck here with my step uncle until I go to college." You feel embarrassed you just spilled to this stranger, so making an excuse is some attempt to not come off as a sick individual.

An awkward silence fills the air and you take a deep breath and walk towards the entrance of the Dojo.

It looks mid seventies with plenty of windows so everyone can unfortunately see inside. The door creaks open and you see your step uncle there.

His hair is graying and it's rather messy and he has on a dojo fit.

You wonder if he wears it to sleep too.

He waves and says your name, "come on in, you too, Din."

"What is that weird ass name, short for dinner?"

You say it far too loudly and really come off as an obnoxious teenager.

He however does not reply, and seems unfazed by your comment.

When you walk inside you see a Japanese futon on the floor.

"I don't even have a fucking bedroom?!"

"No cursing. There's a closet for you to put your things."

What is it with this family and cursing?

"This is illegal."

"This room is much larger than a bedroom. There's only one upstairs, and I fear it's wholly inappropriate for us to share."

Fair, but still.

"You have a private bathroom, you ought to be grateful."

"Wow, the bare minimum. The bar is in hell I see."

He clears his throat, "it's best you don't run your mouth in front of a possible customer. Apologies, Din."

"It's no problem."

"I'm going to shower. Goodnight." You don't care to hear the conversation with your weird uncle and some kid's Dad.

Luke opens his mouth to say something but you're already slamming the bathroom door behind you."

The shower is meagre but it really does fit all your needs. A sink, a toilet, and it's all clean and seemingly renovated recently.

You wait a very long time before coming out and when you do Uncle Luke is nowhere to be found.

Much to your dismay and distaste you're awoken by the sun beaming through the windows.

You rub your eyes, "Have you ever fucking heard of blinds?"