Adam Driver Characters X Reader Requests

I Love You (Charlie Barber X Reader)

Warnings: fluff, mention of alcohol

  "Charlie!" you squealed, stumbling into your apartment, barely able to carry him through the door. Charlie had been treated to one too many drinks at the bar by his cast members while celebrating the theater groups' last show of the season. He had one arm draped over your shoulder, practically leaning his entire body weight on you as you helped him over to the sofa. He plopped himself down, moving the cushions to make room as he laid his head back, his eyes fluttering closed. You threw your purse on the chair and walked around the sofa, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Stay here. I'm going to get something for your head and some water" he lifted his head to look at you, brows furrowed in confusion.

"My head doesn't hurt" he mumbled.

"Not yet. But it will" you insisted, making Charlie throw his head back on the couch cushions in defeat as you made your way into the kitchen and fetched two small pills with a glass of water.

Walking back around to the couch, you found Charlie, stretched out, practically asleep, his mouth slightly open, a low rumble emanating from his chest. You lightly nudged him awake, handing him the pills and watching him gulp down the glass of water before settling comfortably back onto the pillows.

"No, Charlie, Come on! You have to get out of those clothes" you shouted as you pulled him up to stand in front of you and started to slide his coat off. Working your fingers to unbutton his dress shirt, you noticed Charlie seemingly deep in thought. His cheeks were still flushed, his body slightly swaying on the spot from the alcohol still buzzing through him, his coarse, wavy dark hair spread all over his face as he looked down on you through hooded eyes, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. Fuck he's adorable, you thought to yourself, biting your lower lip as you folded his shirt and placed it on the couch beside you.

"I love you" he murmured, startling you to look back at him.

"Tell me that when you're sober" you gave him a playful smile, continuing to slide the shirt off his shoulders, brushing it off as one of Charlie's drunk outbursts of the night. He took your hand in his and placed them on his chest, stepping closer to you until you could feel his warm breath on your lips.

"I mean it" It was taking everything inside of him to keep his composure. He gave you a toothy grin before looking at you intently. "I love you. Sorry, it took me so fucking long I-"you cut him off with a gentle kiss.

"I love you too" you whispered to him as he sighed almost with relief, thumb caressing your cheek while his other hand pulled you closer. "Now, let's get you to bed before you puke all over my brand-new couch" you both chuckled as you dragged him into your room.