(Adam Driver as your Best Friend's Dad AU) Your POV *** '-luscious black locks sweeping just above his shoulders (which are broad as fuck by the way) -dark warm eyes that I could drown in -defined nose of a Greek friggin GOD -pouty plump red lips that can be pulled into the CUTEST smile -groomed to perfection with and without facial hair -toned arms that flex with each move -rudely large hands that get thrown around when he talks -massive chest that rises and falls when he breathes -thick thighs that deadass save lives -And I know damn well he's gotta be packing *** The list repeated in your mind as you imagined him, your best friend's dad, on your way to her, your best friend... at their house.' - - - - - Author's Note: This is just a fun fic with some fluff, a little discourse and eventual smut. I don't claim to know Adam Driver at all, just a fan writing fiction. This is very much an 18+ so 👁👁 you've been warned. Hope you enjoy 💫

-·=»‡«=·- Adam Driver X Reader -·=»‡«=·- 𝕩𝕩𝕩 "Look here," He tilted the paper in your direction and you had to lean in close to look, "You did it again. Are you dyslexic or something?" "Oh damn." You said kind of laughing at his joke. He looked at you when you let a curse slip, "-dang." "You kids must not have been punished for carelessly cussing." He said. "Well, I'm not a kid anymore. I'm eighteen now." You corrected, but Adam wasn't satisfied with your correction. He shook his head softly. "You're still a kid." Adam pursed his lips together, "If I had it my way you'd have soap in your mouth." You bit back a smile. Whatever Adam put in your mouth, you'd take. It would be rude not to accept. 𝕩𝕩𝕩 Initially, it was all just a silly teacher crush on your Calculus teacher. Just an excuse to escape from normal day-to-day life, until it wasn't. You thought Mr. Diver wasn't more than a silly fantasy in your head. But that was until it made you spiral, second-guessing everything you understood about your relationship... Be careful what you wish for.