You're Mine (Adam Driver x Reader)

Kitchen "Talk"

Since Joanne has moved out, she kept her word about meeting for dinner everyday at 5. Her and Adam were surprisingly getting along very well, though you weren't sure if that was just because you were there or because they genuinely needed to be apart to be happy. Either way, you were relieved they could be civil, for Connor's sake.

The last few months had flown by, Adam was kind enough to invite your parents over for dinner quite a few times. Your dad, who was crazy protective, immediately got along with Adam and could see why you loved Connor so much. Meeting Adam put his mind at ease. You were grateful Adam was so good to you and your family, he had made the adjustment so much easier.

You hadn't told your friends about your new living situations yet, mostly out of respect for Adam, because you knew he liked to keep his life private, and you wanted to honor that as much as possible. Still, you knew you had to tell them at some point. You made plans with them for friday night, it was still 3 days away so you had time to prepare how you were going to explain, in as little detail as possible. Joanne was going to take Connor for a sleepover on Friday night for the weekend at her place, so it worked out nicely. Adam would have the house to himself, maybe he'd enjoy some peace and quiet.

It was now 2:00am on Thursday morning and you still couldn't sleep. For some reason you felt very on edge and couldn't shut your mind off. You decided a snack and something to drink would help, so you threw on an oversized t-shirt and headed to the kitchen. You hated how quiet and dark the house was at night, it felt so creepy because of how big it was, you always worried someone was gonna come attack you out of a random corner, a small part of you hoped Adam would protect you. What else would those huge muscles be for anyways?

You opened the fridge and surveyed the options, you wanted something sweet...yogurt, an apple.. you settled for an apple. You closed the fridge and heard a faint "Hi", coming from the kitchen island. You gasped and turned around yielding your apple ready to chuck it at the invader, when all you heard was laughing. You reached behind you, not taking your eyes off of the kitchen island and turned the light on, it was Adam.

"You scared the shit out of me! Why are you sitting in the dark? Why are you even awake?" You scolded.

He just kept laughing at how funny you looked in your giant tshirt- using an apple as a weapon. You crossed your arms and waited for his response with a stern look on your face, even though you were completely relieved it was him and not a murderer.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Ok I'm done laughing I swear. I could ask you the same thing. I'm usually up at this time, i enjoy the quiet, it's a good time to think. Also, I was hungry." He said, still trying to choke down a laugh while going in for another spoonful of rice crispy cereal.

You stared at him for a moment then came and plopped next to him on top of the counter, making sure you were sitting on your t-shirt and not putting your bare ass on the counter. Even sitting higher up, his eye level was matched with yours.

"Now that you have taken 10 years off of my life...whatcha thinking about?" You asked.

"Well...I got a couple movie offers, one of them I'm particularly interested in is in Canada, though, so I'm not sure if I'll take it because I don't like the idea of leaving you and Connor alone for 6 months." 

Your heart sank, 6 months? At this point you'd been living with him for half that time and already felt so attached to him, you couldn't bear being in this big house alone without him. You loved Connor, and he's so easy to take care of, but you would miss Adam terribly. 

"Though I appreciate your concern, Connor and I will be just fine, I can take care of him, I'm a big girl. You shouldn't give up on a great opportunity for that. I can always bring Connor to see you whenever you want." You said confidently. 

Adam smiled ear to ear, "Really? and what will you do if you're alone and theres an intruder, yield an apple at his head?" He burst out laughing, you couldn't help but also laugh at the ridiculous image of that.

"Ok, fair enough. But really, I'm sure we could figure something out. I'd hate for you to miss an opportunity like that, despite how much I'd miss having you around." You said, softer this time. Unsure how he'd take your bold statement.

Adam's smile fell off of his face and he stared at you so intense you thought your eyes were going to burn out of your head. Fuck. You made him uncomfortable, why would you even say that?

Just when you were about to retract your statement he stroked your cheek with the back of his index finger, "I'd miss you guys too...terribly. Which is why I can't do it."

Your heart thudded, your breathing picked up and became more rapid and your stomach dropped, but you couldn't stop looking at each other. He'd miss you too. He was being so vulnerable and honest. You craved more of his touch, wanting him so badly right now. You hated the idea of him leaving you and Connor, you wanted him to be there all the time. You were so relieved he wasn't going to take that job, which was selfish of you, but you didn't care. All you cared about was the way his skin felt on yours. You wanted more.

Almost like he read your mind, he adjusted his chair so he was sitting in between your dangling legs on the counter, then grabbed your waist in both of his hands and pulled you towards him so that you plopped off the counter into his lap, straddling him now. Your hands were on his chest and you could feel his heart beating, it felt like it was matching yours perfectly. You looked at each other for a moment longer before he grabbed the back of your neck and slowly pulled you into him until your lips met. He kissed you with such ferocity, and passion, like you had been apart for years and were just seeing each other for the first time. You could tell he wanted you as badly as you wanted him. His hands trailed under your t-shirt and up your thighs until he came to your ass, he grabbed your ass with both hands, which made you instinctively grind up against him. You could feel how hard his dick was, it turned you on even more.

Your hands were on his neck and in his hair, grabbing him, not wanting him to let go. This was everything you wanted, he felt so good underneath you it was almost euphoric. He was just about to take your clothes off when you both heard Connor crying.

Fuck.