#adapt

[nessa007]

#tom wants that married life with mary 😭 The Other Bennet Sister (2026) | Episode 8

[mollymargiela]

request: Can you do one where the reader and adapt film a sextape 🫰🫣🫣

reader = pink

alex = red

gilbert = orange

adapt x reader - kept on tape / smut

warnings: smut, filming during sex, praise kink, soft dom!alex, possessive language, pet names, & almost getting caught.

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adapts guest house was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the faint freeway noise outside. alex had been hinting at it for weeks, always bringing it up in that soft, careful way he did when he really wanted something.

“i want to film us,” he said one night, lying next to you in bed, fingers tracing slow circles on your bare hip. “just for us. no one else ever sees it. i just… i want to be able to watch you later. watch how pretty you look when you’re taking me. the faces you make when you cum. i want to keep that.”

you were nervous, but the way he asked, gentle, honest, eyes dark with want. which made it hard to say no.

“only if it stays between us,” you whispered. “promise?”

“i promise,” he said, kissing you slow and deep. “i already bought another camera. it’ll be safe.”

that was how you ended up in his bed with the camera set up on the dresser, red light blinking steadily.

alex was on top of you, moving slow and deep, one hand cradling the back of your head while the other gripped your thigh.

“look at the camera, baby,” he murmured, voice rough as he thrust into you. “let it see how good you look when i’m inside you.”

you tried to turn your face away at first, shy, but he gently turned your chin back.

“don’t hide,” he whispered, kissing you softly even as his hips kept rolling. “i want to watch this later and remember exactly how you sound when you cum for me.”

you moaned into his mouth, legs wrapping tighter around him as he fucked you deeper, the camera catching every gasp, every whimper, every time your back arched off the bed.

he made sure to talk you through it the whole time, low and intimate.

“that’s it… so fucking pretty. taking my cock so well. you feel so good, baby. so tight and warm.”

he kissed down your neck, then back up to your lips, still thrusting deep and steady.

“look at you,” he breathed against your mouth. “so wet for me. you love this, don’t you? love knowing the camera’s watching while i fuck you.”

you whimpered, nodding, nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure built fast.

“alex—i’m close—”

“good girl,” he groaned, picking up the pace just a little, hips snapping harder. “cum for me. let the camera see how pretty you look when you cum on my dick.”

you came hard, crying out his name, back arching as your walls clenched tight around him. alex followed right after, burying himself deep with a low, broken groan, spilling inside you while the camera kept recording every second.

after, he turned it off, kissed you slow and sweet, and held you close.

“you were perfect,” he whispered against your lips.

—

the next day alex was getting ready to stream.

gilbert walked in and started setting up like usual. he reached for the small camera on the shelf, the one that looked exactly like the streaming camera. he picked it up, already adjusting the angle.

alex’s eyes widened the second he saw which one gilbert had grabbed.

“not that one,” he said quickly, voice sharper than normal.

gilbert paused, confused, holding the camera in his hands.

“why? this is the one we always use.”

alex stepped forward and gently took the camera from gilbert’s hands, setting it back on the shelf. he reached for the correct streaming camera instead and handed it over.

“uh no… use this one,” he said, trying to sound casual but failing. his ears were turning red.

gilbert stared at him for a second, then at the other camera still sitting on the shelf. he opened his mouth like he was about to ask why there were two identical cameras, then closed it again.

he didn’t even want to know.

“whatever you say, dude,” gilbert muttered, shaking his head with a breathy laugh as he started setting up the right camera. “i’m not asking questions.”

alex rubbed the back of his neck, clearly relieved.

“good. thanks.”

gilbert just sighed and kept working, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.

some things were better left unknown.

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short but good

hopefully… 😅

OMG NEW HOUSE SOOOOOO SOON, gotta adjust my fics to a new house layout anddddd laiys and drew are moving in 🥳

[amouriiess]

texts w/ bf!adapt

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got bored so i made these, let me know what we think!!

[divin3gurl]

throw it in - adapt

summary: four times where you try not to be phased by your friend adapt’s new habit of buying you whatever you want and the last time where you realize maybe he does want to be more than friends

not my photo - creds to lindsluvss on pinterest

cw: very surface level friends to lovers (by my standards), mention of pills (medicine), fluffy but kinda cringy fluff, sorry i'm so bad at writing endings, i use adapt and alex interchangeably, it was fem coded in my head but tried to make it as gender neutral as possible using 2nd pov, 3.78k words

#1 - just a drink

it started with small stuff. you remember how you met him a couple months ago. you were invited to the core house for a kickback through a mutual friend and had been having a blast but needed a little breather and a cup of water to bring you back to earth. you ended up in the kitchen finding that adapt happened to be in there for the same reason as you. you two spent time talking for way longer than you meant to, having such a fun conversation that you ended up swapping numbers.

fast forward to now, the months spent talking made adapt earn a spot as one of your closest friends since getting to know each other. currently, you were spending time waiting on alex to be back from whatever video shoot he said he was busy at. you had gone ahead and driven to the core house to meet him there so he wouldn't have to go out of the way to pick you up from yours. the two of you had planned to have a movie night and catch up on a tv series that you both had been planning to watch. your friends tried to convince you that it was a date but you promised it wasn't.

you are knocked out of your thoughts by a drink blocking your vision. you look up a little more and see a hand is attached to it. you grab onto the drink and turn around at the same time making eye contact with alex.

'just who i was thinking about'

"thank you," you say smiling at him. "no problem, we had stopped at in-and-out and i know you said you weren't hungry, but i just went ahead and got you a drink."

"thanks a lot! ooh and it's my favorite," you get up and start following him to the movie room.

"yeah i remember you had said something about it once so i just pulled it out of my brain inventory and was like this should be the right choice," he replied nonchalantly.

you simply laughed at his little metaphor and sipped your drink thinking nothing of it.

#2 - the flowers (kinda)

"ooh these are so cute," you say offhandedly looking at the lego flowers sitting on ron's nightstand. it was another day of you hanging with adapt which at this point started to feel more like you following him around the house. not that you were complaining.

ron and adapt look over from their chat to see what you're referring to. you point at the flowers. "i love these little builds. i haven't gotten around to buying one yet,"

ron nods, "oh yeah my girlfriend picked those out and we built it together. that's her favorite type of flower,"

you smile at his words and look back at the bouquet. "she has good taste, tulips are so pretty."

"is that your favorite flower?" adapt asks looking at you.

you shake your head, "no but they are a close second, my favorite are orchids," you reply with no hesitation, moving on to inspect some of the other figures in ron's room, oblivious to adapt's sudden quietness.

you don't realize the meaning of his quietness until a couple of days later when you're sitting in the kitchen eating with him. you're listening to him talk about some of his next streaming ideas when he stops himself.

"oh i forgot-" he says and jumps up, "be right back!" he states as he runs upstairs for a reason unbeknownst to you.

he comes back with his hands behind his back asking you to close your eyes. you laugh at his attempt to be secretive but listen to his request. you hear something get placed on the table.

"alright you can open them,"

you open your eyes and the first thing you notice is the lego logo. looking closer you realize that the box is for lego orchids. you feel your eyes widen with excitement.

"omg alex i was just talking about these the other day!" you say, picking up the box to inspect it more.

"i know," adapt says watching you fondly. "gilly and i were in target the other day and ended up in that section somehow and i had remembered your words."

'more like i spent twenty minutes searching target by myself to find these so i could see you happy', he thinks.

his wish comes true as he watches your smile brighten.

"thanks so much for thinking of me," you say. your mouth opens to say something else but you quickly close it again as your thoughts catch up to you.

'i want to build it with him but i don't want him to think that i'm trying to make our friendship more than it is'

"of course, you know i care about you a lot,"

you remain clueless to the fact that he did want you to ask if he wanted to build it with you.

'guess i'll try harder,' he thinks.

#3 - the sunglasses

“about what time will you be ready do you think?” you hear adapt ask as you rummage through your closet for your swimsuit. he had invited you out to their pool party and offered to pick you up so you wouldn’t have to worry about driving since the party would probably end up going late. you make your way back to microphone distance of your phone. “give me about two hours, i gotta take a shower and all that,” you reply throwing your clothes on the bed. you make your way back to your vanity where your phone is resting and see adapt moving around as well.

“okay that sounds good, do you need anything?” he asks stopping to look directly at his phone, at you.

you keep moving though, getting up to arrange your products for your shower in the bathroom. “uh no i think i’m okay-,” you cut yourself off with a gasp as your foot steps directly on an object on the floor, making a loud crunch sound. you remove the blanket covering the broken object and gasp again.

“omg i just stepped directly on my favorite pair of sunglasses, i was going to wear these today!” you say sadly, picking up the pieces to put on your vanity.

“oh no, what kind are they?” adapt asks still looking at you in the screen. you turn your camera around to show the glasses on your desk.

“they’re just turtle shell, i was gonna wear brown or black swim gear but i guess i’ll go find some other color.” you respond, turning the camera back around to face you.

“no i think you should stick with what you got. it was your first choice right?”

you nod at his words, “yeah worst case scenario if the sun is too bright i can just run to the dollar tree real quick to get an emergency pair,”

“great plan-”, he is cut off by someone yelling his name in the background.

“hey i gotta go but i’ll text you when i’m on the way okay?” -

you smile at adapt as he stands outside his car waiting for you to walk up so he can open the door. he sees you coming and immediately smiles back.

“you look pretty,” you thank him and try not to blush or take to heart his kind words as he shuts your car door and makes his way to the drivers seat.

‘he’s just being nice’

you are snapped out of your thoughts from adapt closing his own car door and turn to watch him as he buckles his seatbelt and checks his phone for any unread messages.

“just making sure nobody asked me to get anything before we head back,” you nod quietly and look around the car, noticing something at your feet. upon further inspection it seems to be a gift bag.

“oh are we celebrating someone’s birthday at the party?” you ask looking up at him. he sets his phone down in the cup holder and puts the car in drive.

“oh no that’s for you,”

you make a confused face but pick the bag up anyways. “what could you have gotten me?”

“gonna have to open it and see,” he says making a turn at a stop sign.

you open the bag and are met with an oval shaped container which you pull out. you open the container and the contents make you look at your friend in disbelief.

“adapt you did not need to get me new sunglasses. i told you i could’ve just went to dollar tree!” you say with a slight laugh.

he waves you off, “i had time to go before getting you and we have a sunglasses store near the house so i just stopped. those looked the most similar to the ones you showed me earlier. ‘didn’t want your fit to be thrown off,”

“you are so thoughtful! these look way better quality than the ones i had,” you say, pulling out the glasses and examining them.

“yeah they might be able to survive your godzilla foot,” he says, holding down a laugh as he takes a quick glance at you.

you respond with your own laugh and playfully hit him on the arm.

#4 - express delivery

“oh sorry were you sleeping?” adapt asks as he struggles to make out your face in your curtain drawn room.

“no i'm just too lazy to get up. i woke up earlier with a headache and figured i would keep the blinds closed," you reply, reaching over to turn on your sunset lamp next to your bed.

“are you okay?” your friend asks and you see genuine concern on his face.

“i'm good don't worry! i probably just worked a little too hard, luckily it's my day off. i'm just gonna bed rot probably," you reply with a slight chuckle.

“you need anything?”

“the real answer to that question would be yes, a dozen cookies would heal me right now but that can’t really come true so i'm just gonna say no. i already have medicine and water. thanks though!”

adapt continues to look a little disturbed at your condition but tries to fix his face, "alright well i'm gonna be streaming soon but if you need anything text me or if it's an emergency call me,"

"just a headache but i appreciate it! have a fun stream,"

the two of you hang up and you continue to scroll a little bit more before feeling a little more of your headache which causes you to push past your laziness to grab some medicine and water. you check your medicine drawer for the correct pills and then make your way to the kitchen to fill up your water bottle.

suddenly your front door bell rings and you get a little confused as you were expecting no guests but walk to the door anyways. looking through the peephole, you spot no one but go to open it anyways.

as you open the door you are met with a bag on your doorstep. you bend down to read the tag because surely the driver got it wrong but the address does read correctly.

“okay…” you turn the bag around to look for a note and lo and behold there it is.

--hope this heals you.. need you to have maximum hp--

you do happen to know someone who loves to talk in game metaphors. laughing aloud, you pick up the bag to bring it inside. placing it on the countertop, you pull out the decent size box and open it.

your jaw drops as you are met with a dozen of your favorite cookies, just as you had mentioned earlier. you pick up your phone off the counter and immediately open your message threads.

alex i was literally joking, no way you sent these - you

like i said i need you to have max hp let me know when you’re healed - adapt

you grab a cookie out of the box and take a bite, instantly falling in love with the taste. turning the camera around, you hold it up and take a selfie with the treat in your hand.

you send the picture with one line, healed <3

#5 - the party and the after (shopping) party

once again, you find yourself sitting on the couch in the core house yapping with jason about nothing while waiting for adapt to end his stream.

"wait, you know about my birthday party on friday right?" jason asked as you two had found a break in the conversation.

you nod at his question, "yeah alex told me that you told him to invite me, so i'll be there!"

"yeah it's gonna be here so i don't wanna hear anything about you having to go home early or nothing. you know you'll just end up in adapt's room like you do after every other function," he says matter-of-factly.

you swat him with one of the throw pillows after hearing his words. "shut up! i already said i was going!”

jason blocks your hits with his hand, "alright just wanted to make sure," he smirks and continues, "can’t wait to see my favorite couple,"

you roll your eyes, "shut up we are not a couple. adapt does not like me like that,"

"oh so you like him like that?"

"jason!" you yell in a scolding tone, this time aiming to throw the pillow at his head.

"alright! i’ll stop trolling," he gets up to start walking towards his room probably to escape before you think about throwing anymore furniture at him.

"text me gift ideas!" you yell after him, rolling your eyes again with a smile.

-

"you look so comfy," you say to adapt, who is dressed in a oversized tan hoodie. you had just arrived at the party which seemed to be in full swing judging by the size of the crowd and the volume of the music. you texted adapt as soon as you made it through the front door and found him waiting for you by the staircase.

"yeah i was laying upstairs until you got here so i could have my first shot with you. 'might have accidentally taken a nap but you know," he says with a sleepy smile.

"aww that’s sweet. c'mon, let’s go take one then," you grab his hand to lead him through the throng of people. you catch the eye of the birthday boy jason, who judging by his color and slight sway, seemed to be a little lit already.

"jason come take a shot with me and alex!" the boy follows your duo happily causing you to laugh as you realize that your assumption about his tipsiness might be true.

five shots later and you find yourself in the same inebriated position as jason, laying with your head at the end of adapt's bed while he sits at his desk chair, both of you on the cusp of drunkenness.

the two of you scroll on your phones in a comfortable silence. you felt yourself getting a little dizzy so adapt brought you upstairs to get out of the crowd but now you’re bored and will probably fall asleep soon.

feeling your eyes start to get heavy, you close them and shut off your phone, laying with your hands underneath your head.

“alex?”

"hmm?" he responds half asleep himself.

"can you get me a blanket?" he doesn’t respond verbally but you hear him walk towards his couch and the next thing you know your body is warm. you feel the bed dip again and figure that he’s laid down as well, probably the correct way. you are almost fully asleep before your drunken mind convinces you to talk more.

"someone had on the cutest shirt downstairs..."

"yeah?" alex responds, sounding just as sleepy as you think your brain feels.

"mhm and they told me they got it from the mall. i have to go tomorrow," you sigh and turn over, not even listening for your friend's response, and finally fall into slumber with the faded music providing white noise.

—

you wake up to water and headache medicine next to your head and groggily take it. right as you finish your sip of water, in adapt walks, shutting the door behind with his foot. he notices you are awake when he looks up.

“oh hey, the guys ordered food and i put your order in,” he states, placing the food on the bed for you to grab.

"thank you," you reply grabbing the meal.

"no problem. i also put towels in the bathroom so whenever you’re ready you can get showered and we can go," he says casually sitting down at his desk to mess around with his pc.

you wave him off, "oh it’s okay, i’ll just get an uber home,"

alex turns around in his chair to look at you, "oh i didn’t mean home. i was gonna drive us to the mall,"

"the mall?" you reply, confused.

"yeah, you said you wanted to go last night."

you pause for a second before responding, "i do vaguely remember that but i can go by myself, you’re probably busy today,"

you watch as he shakes his head, "no it’s okay. i gotta go too i just figured we’d make a trip out of it," he explains nonchalantly.

"let me know when you’re ready. no rush,"

-

and here the two of you are walking through the mall. a comfortable distance between as you scan the stores.

you turn to adapt, "you wanna just separate and go to different stores and then meet back up for food?"

adapt tilts his head like he's thinking, "nah, i think i’ll just tag along with you, if that’s okay?"

you try not to think too much about it and shrug, "okay,"

you lead him to the first store, "well let’s get what i wanted most,"

you look around the store flipping through the hangers of clothes and looking at the walls before widening your eyes when you recognize.

"ooh the top!" you move to the section, feeling alex walking behind you. you pick up two colors which you feel look the best and hold it up to your body.

"hmm, which color looks better?" you ask, turning to alex while holding them out in front of you.

"hold them up in front of your body again?" you do as he asks and he tilts his head.

"i like the purple,"

you nod and smile, "correct answer,"

you put the other back and continue to walk around the store. you’re amazed at how adapt seems to not be bored at all as he watches you pick up and place things down.

you become a little indecisive with a particular pair of shorts before adapt speaks up.

"you should get them,"

"really?" you confirm, sneaking a glance at him.

"yeah i think they’ll look really good on you,"

you narrow your eyes at the garment, "not what i would usually get but i’ll trust your word,"

with that, you figured you looked around enough so you lead adapt to the front register. the two of you wait in line for a little bit before you finally get to the front and are able to set your items down on the counter.

the cashier gets to scanning the items and it takes you a second to pull out your card. you’re looking through your wallet but get confused and pause when you hear ‘transaction approved’.

looking up, you confirm on the screen that it was in fact paid for. adapt looks nonchalant as you turn to him.

"did you just pay for that?" you say with an ounce of distress.

"mhm,"

"why?"

"you wanted it so i just figured you can save your money cause i have it,"

you continue to stare at him unable to form any words. he laughs at your facial expression.

"don't worry about it. where do you wanna go next?" he asks, picking up the bags of items to carry for you.

you’re so taken aback but try to get over it quickly, “um thanks. i guess we can go to your store next,”

"alright, let's go,"

and that’s how the trip continues. every time you do so much as mention that you want something in a store or even stare at it a little longer than usual, adapt seems to be ready to buy it. he won't even let you stand near the register, instead hurrying up and tapping his card before you can even think about it. he walks out of every store carrying all of the bags because he refuses to let you do it.

the two of you end up in the food court after you get tired of shopping. you figured that you can eat there and save from having to stop on the way back to dropping you off home, adapt drops the tray on the table as he returns from retrieving the two of y'all's order. you start eating but your brain is so overloaded that you can't stop yourself from speaking.

"so elephant in the room, why'd you buy all this stuff for me today?"

he shrugs at your words, "i don't know. i just like taking care of you. when you're happy, i'm happy."

you pause for a second, drinking your drink as you think, before just letting it rip, "like in a friend way?"

he pauses too, causing your heart to drop. he looks up at you and watches your expression as he speaks.

"would you be upset if i said no?"

you smile a little bit sadly, "no because i was trying to ignore my feelings so you wouldn’t be upset,"

he looks genuinely confused, "why would i be upset?"

"i thought you were just being friendly this whole time but now i realize you were basically trying to court me with gifts," you reply with a little laugh.

he laughs at your words, "sorry my love language is gift giving," he says before making a scared face.

"not that i've reached love, its just the saying-"

"-i know alex," you say cutting him off with another giggle. you place your hand on top of his across the table.

"i really appreciate your thoughtfulness towards me and i enjoyed this day out with you," you finish, squeezing his hand with a shy smile.

he squeezes your hand in reciprocation, "of course. you deserve it. ever since i met you all those months ago i knew we were meant to be together. i just had to build up the courage to leave the friendship stage. i’m glad you were able to catch on because i didn’t know how much more i could buy without seeming suspicious," he concludes with a laugh.

"i mean you basically tried to buy the whole mall for me today so i would say mission accomplished," you joked, pointing the bags sitting next to him.

he waves you off, "just wait for my gift when i ask you to be mine for real."

-

a/n: thanks for the request! i enjoyed writing it was very fun to play with, i hope you enjoy feel free to request more, barely proofread if i missed anything pls spare me , also thanks for all the love on the page so far, this one took way longer to write cause i got distracted by the finals lol

[zombiegirl4]

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[theirall]

Collectibles - Faze Adapt

Fluff!!

Pairing: Faze Adapt x Streamer! Reader

Summary: You and Adapt bond over your shared interest in collecting figures while your at Camp Peak.

WC: Around 1k

A/N: There should be nothing to have a warning about but if so let me know! This is my first time posting a fic and I admit this is a bit shit.

Credits: Pinterest for photos and @diviniyae for dividers!

Even though you were eternally grateful for QT inviting you to Camp Peak, you were admittedly a bit wary for the coming weekend.

Largely due to some of the fellow streamers who were going to be there.

More specifically, the Faze Boys.

Some of their clips would occasionally pop up on your TikTok for you page. The loud and chaotic nature of their streams put you off a bit, and not to mention their fanbase. Most of their clips consisted of them partying or yelling at each-other while gaming.

You had seen some Adapt clips of him either with a bunch of girls or drinking. You would scoff when the clips would come up, but admittedly you found him very attractive. He was fit and beautifully covered in tattoos. Though his eyes were dark, they were kind and he had a dorky smile.

“Douchebag”, you muttered to yourself as you stalked his instagram for the hundredth time.

However, during these past couple days, you’ve grown to really enjoy his company. You couldn’t say the same for Jason.

Alex was pretty chill off stream, he spoke softly and liked to make conversation with everyone. His genuine interest in learning new things and making new friends was kind of cute to you. It sort of changed the whole ‘douche bag’ image you had of him.

The two of you got to know each other during the first challenge, in which the both of you were in the same team. After that, small chit chats between the two of you were common. Though you both streamed very different things, the two of you surprisingly shared a lot in common.

During one of your conversations, you learned that you both enjoyed collecting things. Granted he liked DC comic figurines with weapons and blood, while you liked Calico Critters and cute trinkets. He sat next to you at the dining table as you ate breakfast. He had his phone out, showing you various figurines.

“Who is that?” you asked with raised eyebrows at the gorey figure before you.

“It’s The Batman Who Laughs, he’s one of my favourites. He’s from a comic where batman became evil from the Joker toxin,” he explained as you nodded along as if you had any clue on what he was on about. Not wanting the conversation to end, you opened your camera roll to find a picture of your collection to show him. You decided to show him a picture of your collection setup, complete with a bunch of cutely dressed animal figures with pink castles and baby blue cottages.

“These are my Calico Critters,” you said as you handed your phone to him. His eyebrows rose in curiosity and a bit of confusion.

“Oh my god, you have so many,” he said with a chuckle. You ears go red with embarrassment and you felt your face get warm. He switched his glance from your phone to you, noticing the change in your features. “They are low-key tough though. I bet you spent a lot of money on them,” he continued quickly as to not make you feel embarrassed. You nodded sheepishly and smiled. “I hope one day I can have as big of a collection, these DC figures cost a check though,” he continued with a dorky smile.

Conversations with him came so easy. He was nothing like the persona he gave off on stream. He was genuine, caring, and a bit nerdy. You both found each other waking up a bit earlier to have more time to chat before the morning chaos before stream. Or at night, you would spend time at the kitchen island talking about random topics. Sometimes Arky or Blair would join.

But at the end, it was always you two.

It was the last day before everyone would fly back home. Blair had took you all to a nearby amusement park.

You, Blair, and Lily went on nearly all of the rides, your ear drums nearly ruptured from QT’s screams. You were having a blast and loved hanging out with them, nevertheless, you couldn’t help but miss Alex’s company. He had run off with Jason, Arky, and Ludwig earlier.

You saw him once while you were in line for a rollercoaster, Jason clutching him and screaming while the coaster dropped down.

After a while, everyone started to pack up. Some people decided to head to the shop next to the park for a bit. You were too pooped from the roller coasters, so you along with a few others headed to the vans early.

After a while, everyone else got on the van and you all set off back to the cabins. Your tired eyes looked out the window, looking at the beautiful landscape all around you. You were so thankful for this trip and opportunity. Leaning your head against the glass you began to fall asleep, silently praying you wouldn’t snore.

Though you didn’t snore, someone did notice you sleeping. Adapt was in the seat behind you. He smiled softly as he played with the little paper bag in his hand.

After you all got back to the cabins, in your tired state you still managed to talk to others for a bit. You were mostly saying goodbyes incase you didn’t see them in the morning. You couldn’t find Adapt anywhere though, which made you frown.

Around midnight, everyone who was still awake began heading upstairs to their rooms. You stumbled upstairs to your room, so tired all you wanted to do was fall into your bed and sleep. However, infront of your door you saw a little brown baggie. You picked it up and opened it.

Inside was a note and another little bag. The note read,

‘Saw this in the store and thought of you. Glad we got to meet and get to know each-other.

-Alex’

You smiled softly and felt your stomach do mini somersaults. You turned your attention to the other small bag. Your smile only grew as you felt the colourful plastic bag in your hand. It was a Calico Critters blind bag.

‘What a dork,’ you thought to yourself as your heart swelled. Opening the blind bag, you ended up with a little brown otter wearing a sailor outfit. So cute, you thought to yourself.

You were still smiling as you got ready for bed and put the little otter into your carry on. While moving the otter you noticed there was something written on the back of the note.

Holding it closer, it read,

‘I liked talking to you, and would love if we continued:)’ alongside his phone number.

Hope you enjoyed! This was also very quickly written and proofread so I apologise for my shitty writing. xx

[perfecto888]

Please do a faze adapt fic

You are The Only Exception - FaZe Adapt

Summary: you are the only one who gets to see the real Adapt.

Thank you for the request! ♡

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“I’m home babe!” You hear Alex yell from the front door. You immediately smile and yell back a “hi honey!” Alex could smell that you are cooking, so after putting his bag and keys down he went straight to the kitchen.

After he walked in he put his arms around your waist and kissed the crown of your head.

“What are you cookin up?” He mumbled into your hair.

“Just some carbonara. Nothing fancy.” You answer as you turn your head to look at him.

He looks into your eyes and then kisses you gently. He was tired, yet still very much happy to see you after all the chaos that went down in the Faze house.

You hummed against his lips, tasting the faint mint of his favorite gum. "Tough one?" you asked softly, turning back to the sizzling pan to give it a stir.

Alex rested his chin on your shoulder, his arms still a warm, secure band around you. "The usual. Loud, chaotic... a lot." He didn't need to say more. You knew what 'a lot' meant. It meant the high-energy persona, the constant noise, the pressure to talk to chat the whole time. But here, in your shared kitchen he could just be Alex.

"You're home now" you said.

He sighed, the tension in his shoulders easing as he watched you work. "Yeah. I am. And it smells fuckin amazing in here."

Dinner was a quiet, yet cozy. The only sounds were the clink of forks on plates and the soft music playing from the speaker in the living room. He told you parts of his day a crazy play in a tournament for the Faze youtube channel, something silly one of the guys said, and you listened. You watched as the tired lines around his eyes slowly softened, the real Alex, the one only you got to see, emerging from behind the day's exhaustion.

After you finished, he helped you clear the table, his hand brushing against yours with a gentle intentionality. "Leave the dishes," he murmured, taking your hand and lacing his fingers through yours. "Come on."

He led you to the couch, pulling you down with him into the soft cushions. He sank back with a gratified groan, opening his arms in a silent invitation you gladly accepted. You curled into his side, your head finding its perfect spot on his chest, right over his steady heartbeat. His arm came around you, holding you close, his other hand drawing lazy, comforting circles on your back.

The TV remained off. There was no need for distractions.

"This," he whispered into your hair, his voice a low, rumbling vibration against your cheek. "This is my favorite part of the day."

You tilted your head up to look at him. The playful glint he showed the world was gone, replaced by a deep, unwavering tenderness that was reserved solely for you. "Mine too."

He leaned down and captured your lips in a slow, lingering kiss. It wasn't filled with the fiery passion of a greeting, but with the profound sweetness of belonging.

When you pulled away, you nuzzled back into his chest, and he rested his cheek on the top of your head. The circles on your back never stopped.

"I love you, you know," he said quietly. "The only one who truly gets me"

You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the fabric of his shirt. "And I love you."