adam driver characters x reader

flip zimmerman x reader

A/N: okay so this idea is so overdone but I'm seriously so in love with it I had to do my own!

Your eyes flutter open as your alarm goes off for work, making you groan and stretch. You throw the covers off of you and are slightly startled when you see that you're naked, but your cheeks burn with blush when the memories from last night come flooding back into your brain. 

"Do you like that?" He says lowly. 

You take a deep breath as your face becomes hotter. 

"Fuck." He growls, digging his fingers into your hips.

You bite your lip and squeeze your legs together as pressure begins to build in between them. 

"You're so perfect." He breathes, his breath fanning on your neck as he presses his soft lips to it. 

You shake the thoughts from your head, shake out your limbs and begin to get ready for work. You can't get his face out of your head as you do your hair. You can't shake the feeling of his lips on your neck as you try your best to cover up the many dark hickeys littering it. You can feel his hands all over your body as you pull your shirt down. You take a deep breath again and gather your things but right as you are about to shut your bedroom door, you see that he left his wallet and work locker key on the bedside table. You quickly pick them up and shove them into your bag, cursing at him for making this even more difficult for you. Your heart begins to pound as you drive to work when you think of having to see him and sit across from him after last night, also terrified because you both could lose your jobs but in the back of your head, you're more scared of losing Flip. You finally pull up to the station and rest your head on the wheel, trying to collect yourself and your thoughts before you head inside. 

"It's just another day. It's just another day except for the fact that Flip Zimmerman fucked your brains out last night. Just another day." You mumble to yourself and head inside. 

You walk by Flip's truck as you head inside and your heart rate picks up once more. You quickly make your way to your desk once your inside, giving a quick good morning to Ron and Jimmy and you almost freeze when you feel Flip's eyes on you. You don't even put your things down before you head to the break room without meeting his eyes. You shut the door and close your eyes, trying to bring your heart beat and breathing back down to normal levels, and pour yourself a cup of coffee, hastily downing it. You hear the door open but focus on pouring yourself another cup of coffee but stop in your tracks when they speak. 

"You gonna leave some for the rest of us?" He chuckles. 

You refuse to look at him, staring at the coffee in your cup. 

"Y/N..." He says. 

You don't respond, continuing to stare at your drink. 

"Y/N." He says again, this time taking a step toward you. 

He gently places his finger under your chin and lifts it to force you to look at him. 

"Are you ignoring me?" He asks, his honey eyes staring into yours. 

You shake your head gently. 

"Then why won't you look at me?" He asks quietly. 

You shrug your shoulders. 

"Are you regretting it?" He asks again, his handsome face falling slightly. 

You shake your head more vigorously this time, making him chuckle. 

"Good. Cause I'm definitely not." He says, smirking. 

You blush hard and he cups your face softly, stroking your cheek with his thumb. 

"Flip?" You ask.

"Hm?" He answers quietly. 

"What about our jobs?" You say, staring up into his eyes. 

"What about them?" He says. 

"If someone finds out--" You begin to say but he stops you quickly. 

"So what? As long as I have you, I don't need this fucking job. Y/N since the day that I've met you, I knew that you were the one that I wanted. This job means nothing to me in comparison to you." He says, now taking your face in both of his hands. 

"Flip..." You whisper.

"Hm?" He answers again. 

"Kiss me." You say quietly. 

He immediately crashes his lips onto yours, making your heart flutter and explode as you melt into him. He nips at your bottom lip as his tongue explores your mouth. His brow creases as you continue to fall into him, your face still in his hands. You both have to pull away for air, your foreheads pressed together as you catch your breath. 

"I think I love you." He says. 

"I think I love you too." You giggle quietly. 

"I guess we should get back to work." He says. 

"I guess we should." You say, the smile not leaving your face. 

He pecks your lips one last time before he heads toward the door. 

"Wait!" You say, remembering what he left at your place, "heads up." You say. 

You throw him his wallet and key.

"I was looking for those." He says and winks at you.