Have you hallucinated into thinking your kidnapper is Ben to cope with your fate?
He picks you up off the tarmac, with his hands under your armpits like you're a child.
The streetlight flickers on illuminating his face. It is him, and you are still riding off the fight or flight adrenaline from running away.
"What were you thinking?" He says, wiping slush off your cheek.
"I thought you were a kidnapper!"
With the adrenaline rush dissipated you're able to think clearly. Or at least realize that he's really here. And then you don't know what to say.
This is less than ideal. The first time he sees you he has to peel you off the sidewalk? And then you're reminded of what you did in the summer and guilt pools in your stomach.
"I read your journal by accident and I know everything." You say, so quickly he can barely understand.
"God, you're nosy."
He's not pissed and doesn't hate you?
You feel so awkward and the embarrassment hits you. He saw you eat shit.
"I gotta get home." You say, stepping backwards.
He grabs your uninjured arms and bends down to look your in the eyes, "did you hit your head too?"
You look up at him and your eyes water so you step forwards and wrap your arms around him and press your face into his chest.
"Why did you come back?" You mumble as the rain falls on the both of you.
"To apologize." He says.
You pull away and look up at him. "For what?"
"I treated you like shit." He kisses the top of your head, "and I'm sorry."
"Do you mean, like, everything before you left?"
"I was selfish and you suffered the consequences."
"I wanted to too, you know." You say quietly.
"I was older. I should have known better." He says, solemnly.
"Did your mom really kiss your uncle?"
He looks to the side. "Let's get you home."
He takes your hand and walks to the car and opens the door for you. It's a plain rental car, black cloth seats that match the interior and outside.
You put your AirPods away in your bag and flip down the mirror to see what you look like.
A mess. A total mess. Of all times for Ben to see you is now.
"What happened to your car?" He asks while he drives.
"I ignored the check engine light."
He pulls into the driveway behind Hans truck and turns off the car. "You're an idiot."
You decide to ignore his remark and you get out of the car.
He walks to the door and you look up at him. "Are you, um, staying here?"
He looks down at you, "No. I'm coming for dinner tomorrow."
"I see." You say quietly.
"Should I be a bum and live with my dad for the rest of my life?" He cracks a smile.
"No." You say, looking at his eyes then down to his lips.
He does the same and as he leans down you go on your tiptoes and he grabs your waist and kisses you while you place your hands on his shoulders.
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What are you doing, stepbro? Ben Solo x Reader
FanfictionMoving in with a step brother and Stepdad was not on your bingo card for the summer, but life is full of surprises, and this is not a welcome one. What will happen when you're stuck with your hot, yet also your wholly unbearable new brother who just...
