Hey! :3 So, an anonymous user left me a review saying that I should write about other couples, so I wrote this one-shot :D It's based on a prompt by LunaGleek14, and it's about Barbra and Adam's adult life :3 Enjoy!

The loud beeping noises of the alarm clock pulled them from their sleep, and both of them groaned before Adam reached out to turn it off.

"Good morning." he mumbled, putting his arms around Barbra and holding her against his chest.

"Morning." Barbra said, voice thick with sleep. She screwed her eyes shut against the light and yawned into her boyfriend's shirt. Adam caressed her hair, and she smiled, purring like a cat. Barbra settled in Adam's arms, and her lips curled up in a smile at the familiar smell of his cologne. "Can we stay like this forever?" she asked, looking pleadingly at him.

"I wish we could, but we both have to go to work." Adam said.

Barbra groaned, reluctantly pulling away from her boyfriend's warm embrace. She stretched out, reaching her arms over her head and arching her back. Adam rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Barbra announced, walking down the hallway towards the bathroom. Adam watched her disappear into the bathroom, dressed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely reached the middle of her thigh. The boy smirked before standing up and walking towards the kitchen to make breakfast.

Their apartment was small, but, with a little help from Kurt, they had turned it into a warm, cozy place that they could call "home". Barbra and Adam had moved in together right after Barbra graduated from high school, almost three years ago. Sam and Elizabeth lived a few blocks away, and they often visited them.

When Barbra walked into the kitchen after her shower, she was greeted by the pleasant smell of coffee. Adam was leaning against the countertop with a mug of coffee in his hand, still wearing his boxers and t-shirt.

"Your hair looks really sexy, you know." Barbra said, pouring some coffee in a pink striped mug.

Adam raised his eyebrows and pointed at his tousled curls.

"It looks like a bird nest." he said.

Barbra laughed and shook her head. Adam placed his empty mug in the sink and kissed her on the cheek before dragging his feet lazily towards the bathroom.

Barbra was finishing dressing when Adam emerged from the bathroom, clean shaved and completely dressed, his dark curls tamed with a large amount of gel.

"Aw, I hate it when you gel your hair!" Barbra said, pouting.

"But it looked awful!" Adam said. "Besides, I want to make a good impression."

Barbra nodded. Adam had an audition for a big role in a Broadway show that day. Even if he wasn't showing it, Barbra knew that he was nervous.

"Let's go, shall we?" she said. "My mom will kill me if I'm late."

"Stop!" Rachel exclaimed, and the performers on the stage froze. "It's all wrong!"

Kurt sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, and Barbra huffed, scowling. It was like the thousandth time her mother interrupted the rehearsal.

"What is wrong, mother?" she asked, hands on her hips.

"Everything!" Rachel exclaimed. "You need to put more emotion into it! It's a very emotional scene!"

"Rachel, we're playing the part where your parents told you that they couldn't afford cello lessons for you!" Kurt said.

"It was a devastating moment for me!" Rachel said, bringing her hands to her chest. "My dream of playing cello was crushed!"

"Oh, my God…" Kurt muttered, massaging his temples. Barbra growled and covered her eyes with her hand.

"Just… Take five!" Rachel said. She stomped out of the auditorium, muttering under her breath.

"Ugh." Barbra sat down in one of the theater seats and closed her eyes. "Why did I agree to work with my mother?" she asked when Kurt sat next to her.

"I don't know what we were thinking." Kurt said. "Working in a play about Rachel Berry's life, written and directed by herself?" he shook his head. "I'm about to become a murderer."

"And I am the one who plays her." Barbra said. Kurt nodded, smiling sympathetically at his niece.

"I wouldn't like to be you right now."

Barbra growled once again, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. It was going to be a long, long day…

Adam stopped in front of the door, a huge smile plastered on his face. His curls had broken free from their gel prison, mainly because of his nervous habit of running his fingers trough his hair. His hair was already a mess when he arrived to the audition. But it didn't matter, because he had been amazing, and they seemed to like him a lot.

He breathed slowly in order to calm down, and opened the door. He stepped inside the apartment, still grinning like an idiot.

"Barbra?" he said. "Are you home?"

"I'm here." Barbra said.

Adam looked around. Finally, he saw her, lying on the couch, and looking completely exhausted. He kneeled down next to her, smiling gently.

"Hey." he said, caressing her cheek with his knuckles.

"Hey." she smiled tiredly at him before catching his lips in a sweet kiss.

"Are you okay?" Adam asked. "You look tired."

"Ugh, my mom killed us today. She was extra bitchy today."

"Do you want to go to sleep? I'm kinda tired too."

Barbra smiled and nodded before standing up.

"Yeah, let's go."

Adam followed her to the bedroom, a bright smile still gracing his features.

"So, how did your audition went?" Barbra asked, once they were settled in the bed.

"It was great!" Adam said excitedly. "They were so nice to me! I think they liked me. No, they definitely liked me! I mean, the song I chose is the best one in my repertoire, and I sound awesome when I sing it, don't you think?"

Barbra didn't answer. Adam frowned.

"Barbra?" he said. A soft snore reached his ears, and Adam smiled. He would tell her about his audition the next day, he decided as he hugged his sleeping girlfriend.

The phone began to ring, the sound echoing around the apartment.

"Baby, can you answer the phone, please?" Barbra asked without looking up from the script Rachel had given her the day before.

"Sure." Adam said, standing up from the couch.

While Adam talked on the phone, Barbra kept reading her script. She frowned at a particularly ridiculous line. There was no way in hell she was going to say that in front of an audience.

"Really?" Adam's voice came from the kitchen. "Yes! Yes! Thank you so much!"

Barbra looked up when her boyfriend came back, wearing an impossibly wide smile on his face.

"I got the role!" he exclaimed.

"Oh, my God!" Barbra shouted. She jumped from the couch and into his arms, hugging him tightly. "Adam, that's great!"

"I know!" Adam laughed loudly and kissed her passionately. Barbra smiled against his lips before kissing him back

"Congratulations." she said when they broke apart. "You really deserve it."

Adam hugged her again, and Barbra closed her eyes, reveling in the warmth he exuded.

"I'm going to call my parents!" Adam said, breaking free from the hug and running into the kitchen.

Barbra laughed and sat down on the couch again. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. Damn, she was really tired… Barbra lay down on the couch and closed her eyes, listening to Adam's excited voice coming from the kitchen. She chuckled softly. He really deserved it.

"Barbra. Baby, wake up."

Barbra slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She saw Adam kneeling down in front of the couch, smiling tenderly at her.

"I fell asleep, didn't I?" Barbra asked.

Adam nodded. He stood up and scooped Barbra in his arms. She squealed and put his arms around his neck. Adam carried her towards the bedroom, while both of them giggled like little kids. He stopped in front of the bed and deposited her carefully on the mattress. Barbra grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him on top of her, crashing their lips together. Adam put his arms around her slender body and rolled them over so she was on top of him.

"So…" Adam said, breaking the kiss and smirking seductively. "Are you still tired?"

"It depends…" Barbra said, biting her lip. They both smiled and kissed again.