#but since we're all in the same glass house i feel pretty confident about throwing this fucking stone

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We are not just friends —Part 3

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a person of color, she's brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.

Warnings: drinking, smoking, drug use (weed), assault, Chris being Steve Rogers, commitment issues, my girl Sofia kinda messy, lots of fucking (eventually)

This is slow burn at its best, at least emotionally.

SERIES masterlist

Part 1 — Part 2

3. Cold

“Wear this patriot shirt?” Chris asked Sofia handing her a bag and she downright throws the bag over her head and kept doing the dishes with a smile. 

For the last five months, Chris had been trying to make Sofia a Patriots fan, so far. He was failing mostly because she found it hilarious and kind of endearing that he kept trying. 

“Sofia,” He said with an overly exaggerated whining pouting and his arms hung loose on his sides. “Please?”

“Dude, how old are you again?” She said with a smile splashing water in his face. 

“Look, little girl. You don't start watering me down—” He said putting his finger in the tap and  wet all off her shirt making her take a step back and gasp with a scream. “without some kind of retaliation.”

“Dude, I had a meeting.” She said looking down at her wet clothes. “What the fuck, Chris!” Sofía shocks her head and turns around to keep doing the dishes. 

“Oh, fuck. Shit. I'm so sorry Sof—” He tried to apologize but a glass full of water was thrown at his face interrupting him. Sofia was laughing looking at how Chris's face was dripping with water. 

“Oh my God, I got you. Ah, I got you so fucking good.” She laughed grabbing her stomach and had to crouch on the floor and Chris found the opportunity perfect. 

He grabbed the same glass and pour some ice-cold water from the freezer dispenser and pour it out directly on her lower back going down to her ass. 

Sofía let out a scream and jump up on the air as she runs in circles in the kitchen. 

“It's so fucking cold, on my Goooooooood!” She screamed as Chris couldn't hold it and fall down to the floor, barely holding the laugh until he felt an horrible feeling of thousands of needles perforating his dick. 

“What the Fuuuuuuuck-fuck. My dick!” He said cupping his balls and dick under his wet jeans as he moaned on the floor. “Oh my God.” 

“I can't feel my ass,” Sofía said touching her ass under her pants and her cheeks were ice cold and she kept laughing. 

“I don't feel my balls, I can't honestly feel my balls,” Chris said still on the now wet floor. 

They look at each of her and started laughing hysterically. 

“Luke is going to fucking assassinate us,” Sofía said looking around the kitchen, there was water pretty much all over. 

“We need towels,” Chris said walking to the bathroom and grabbed a few and throw some at Sofia.

They both dried up pretty much everything while they kept laughing on the occasional slip and ended up on their ass on the floor. 

“Oh man, what are we gonna do now? we're supposed to be setting the table.” She said and Chris seems to have an idea. 

“Take off your clothes.” He ordered with a hand and Sofíalooked at him for a hot second and peel off the wet shirt from her body and stood there. “I really didn't expect that you do that.” Chris mumble and Sofíashrugged as he assesses her body. 

Little waist, nice hips, and her tits had a perfect size, Chris was sure his hand fit perfectly around them. is that a nipple piercing? 

“Ah, yes,” Sofía answered what Chris thought was an internal question. “It did hurt if you wanna know.”

“Oh.” He said gulping down and sigh, turning around as he grabbed her shirt. “We could put them in the dryer,” Chris told her making sure she was following h behind. 

“Oh you're actually kind of smart,” Sofía laughed making a face entering the little laundry room in Luke's house. “Beauty and brains, woow.” She said in fake awe.  Chris trow her wet t-shirt making it stuck on her arm. 

“Shut the fuck up and get naked.” He orders her, again and she laughed. They put their clothes in the dryer and stand in front of each other covering themselves with towels. 

“Jeez, dude. Have some decency and cover your man-boobs.” Sofía said adjusting her towel around her underarm and went about to press her palms against Chris's nipples. 

He erupted it laugher like a twelve-year-old and let out a series of giggles covering his nipples with his fingers. 

“What?” She laughs bending over a little. 

Honest to God, this was awkward as fuck for both of them but they were trying to make it okay. For the last months, they have been trying to ignore the obvious unfinished sexual tension they been building up with innocent banter, that pretty much always ended up on some kind of someone touching the other on the name of fun and jokes. 

It never escalated because he had a girlfriend back in LA. A beautiful actress with clear skin as Amanda had told Sofia when they Google her out of curiosity. 

“You're competing against this, you could easily take her out,” Amanda said with a confident nod looking at the computer screen. 

“I'm not competing, jeez. I think we're over the phase ‘Try to fuck Chris’ .” Sofía shrugged looking at the gorgeous brunette with everything staring back at her. “but that clear skin, tho.”

“I don't think he's over his phase ‘try to fuck Sofia’, I've seen the way he looks at you when you're not looking and it's not that I-want-to-bend-her-over—well,” She interrupted herself and make a face. “maybe yes. But there's more.” Amanda explained and Sofia scoff. 

“There's not more than that.” 

“But if he broke put with her girlfriend, you'll fuck him?” 

“If he's up to, yes. Besides, that he's our friend and your boys' friend. Dude, Captain America.” She said making a point. 

“Captain America.” Amanda agreed. 

“Hey, you okay?” Sofía asked, she was sitting on top of the washing machine with her legs crossed and holding her towel on her naked body. Chris was leaning on the opposite wall right in front of her, towel around his waist and his eyes were down.

~~~

“Uhm?” He asked looking up. 

“You okay?” 

“Yeah,” He said with a little side smile and look down. “I don't know.” 

Sofía stayed silent waiting for him to tell her what's going on, Chris signed a few times and cross his arms over his chest. 

“We broke up.” He finally said and looked up at her reaction. Sofia’s brows went up and let out an inaudible Oh. 

“Shit. What happen?... Did you guys had a fight or something like that?” Sofía asked with a frown.

“She wanted to take a break,” Chris said shaking his head. “I think she was trying to let me down gently.” 

“Man, that's—”

“Yeah,” He agreed before she could even finish but Chris knew what she was going to say. “It was over since the last time we got back together, I just… I couldn't let her go and I guess she didn't want me to.”

“Do you love her?” Sofía asked almost in a whisper.

“I did,” Chris said looking at her between his eyelashes. “I don't think I'm still in love with her.”

“Fuck.” She sighed. “But you okay?”

“I think I'll be okay, I got you,” Chris said with a wide smile and Sofia awwwwh him and extended her arms for a hug. Chris took the step forward and hug her, pulling her close as she caresses the back of her head slowly. 

“You've got me, you're my dude. You know that, right?” She said with a smile. This wasn't that I want to fuck you talk, this was the actual friendship that they developed these past months.

“I know, I know.” He said nodding against her neck. “Fuck. I'm so glad I meet you.” Chris laughed. 

Sofía couldn't agree more as they smiled, the clothes were done.

~~

Thanks everyones, glad someone it's reading this.

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