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sweetcreatxr · 1 year

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♥︎ Always been you ♥︎

✰ Part 1. If the world was ending ✰

Chris Evans X singer!male reader (29)

⚠︎ Warning : angst, sebastian being the best big brother (???), Feels talk, post break up, Drunk Chris and sad Y/n ( these are not really Warnings but we never know !)

A/N : ♡︎ ok so first of, this is my second time writing in English because I'm French so pls if there are any spelling errors don't insult me or anything else pls ! I'll try to do my best ! シ︎

Part 2 !

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Pov y/n third person

Y/n was sitting, arms crossed and cross-legged on the edge of the stage where he was going to perform in less than three hours.

His fingers rapidly tapping on his phone and his furrowed brow showed his anxiety and inability to stay calm.

Sebastian, who had promised to be present and who was sitting in the same place as his brother, noticed that he was not well and came to hug him.

"Shuuuu it will be fine y/n, I'm sure he's mad at himself as we speak, he's just an idiot but an idiot madly in love with you."

Y/n was crying in his big brother's arms, his emotions having taken over everything else.

He had been in a relationship with the one and only Chris Evans who happened to be one of his brother's best friends.

They had met during the filming of the first Captain America in June 2010 and the two men had quickly created a strong bond despite their age differences.

It wasn't until 2014 that their relationship became official worldwide, making Chris the happiest man in the world by his side.

"You guys are meant to be together, this breakup is only a painful passage. I'm sure of it! You're like mussels and fries, one will be never be without the other!"

Y/n chuckled lightly, amused by the sort of joke his brother had tried to pull off to cheer him up. But the breakup with Chris came back to him just as quickly and he started crying again but this time he got up and stood in front of Sebastian who was looking at him with a sad smile.

" Seb Chris has been ignoring my messages for more than 5 months, my calls yet he sees them but he doesn't do anything about it! He acts as if he and I never existed when we've been together for more than 8 years! 8 fucking years!"

He stopped to catch his breath and immediately continued

"We had plans! We wanted to build a family, get married too! But damn it I can't take it anymore, I'm tired! We left each other for bullshit , just because of a fucking misunderstanding seb, a misunderstanding...."

He finished his sentence while trying himself on the ground and folding his knees on his chest.

"I love him so much if you knew, I could die for this man and he doesn't give a damn about it"

" what are you saying y/n, he's also at his worst, he loves you mad too, you are everything to him!"

Y/n took his phone and put it in brother's face before returning to his initial position.

It was Chris' Instagram where you could see that he was in a nightclub surrounded by several girls and guys who danced with him and some who touched him.

" It doesn't look like he's at his lowest, he seems to have endless fun, it's like he was just waiting for this..."

There was jealousy in his voice as well as sadness, a lot of sadness. How could Chris forget 8 years of a relationship in just 5 months?

" I'm going to go talk to him, okay?! I'm gonna ring him and bring him back to you, I'm gonna go now and wave to me when the show starts, I don't want to miss your entrance!"

Sebastian walked towards the exit of the performance hall leaving a tired, sad and angry y/n.

POV Chris third person

Chris was currently sitting on the edge of the sidewalk which was loosening on an establishment in which music could be heard at miles, cigarette in hand, heavy heart and breathless.

He only smoked on rare occasions, breaking up with the person he considered and considers the love of his life, being an excellent one according to Chris.

He had no idea how he ended up there, unhappy and alone when he could have been in the arms of his lover. His own brain refused to function properly, only remnants of their argument came back to him.

"Are you kidding me or what?"

"You're so naive y/n"

"Chris stop it, I fucking love you! You have nothing to fear!"

"Liar! Don't pretend you didn't notice!"

"Chris I don't know in what language I have to tell you again but NOTHING HAPPENED BETWEEN HIM AND ME! He's just a friend!!"

While Y/n was climbing the stairs to take refuge in their shared room, Chris spoke again and it is exactly THESE words that he will regret for the rest of his life.

"That's it ! Run away! That's all you know how to do anyway! And while you're at it, WHY NOT GO AND MASTURBATE EACH OTHER THROUGH YOUR PHONES AND SPREAD YOUR LEGS LIKE THE WHORE YOU ARE !"

Y/n had turned around, his face filled with tears, deeply shocked by what his boyfriend had just thrown in his own face.

"GO FUCK YOURSELF CHRISTOPHER AND I SINCERELY MEAN IT !"

His brain not allowing him to hear the other words spoken by him as they were so violent Chris then remembers leaving their house, for a walk refresh one's mind.

He ended up heading to Scott's house, his brother, without telling him about their big fight. He first didn't want to blame himself but Scott's accusing face and Sebastian's threats (being his best friend and his ex-almost-brother-in-law) had made him realize that it was entirely his fault.

But being stubborn and proud as he was, it was impossible for him to return home. Chris stayed for more than 4 months with his brother, not finding the strength to return home, being alone, knowing Y/n on world tour, he didn't know exactly what city he was in, but he knew he was still in the US.

Chris didn't have time to think more that his phone rang, displaying the name of his best friend: Sebastian.

But Sebastian was above all his lover's big brother and he knew that this one was the reason why Seb was calling. He hesitated all the same, not wanting to be scolded even if he thought he deserved it.

"Ha-hallo?"

"Chris, damn finally I've been trying to reach you for days ! You better explain to me what went through your head to do such a crap"

Chris knew that Sebastian was referring to his argument with Y/n but he didn't have the courage to express himself.

"I-I"

Before he could formulate an apologetic sentence, sebastian cut him off.

"You know what? I don't even want to know, get your ass back here and quickly. According to your geo-location you're only 1 hour away so be quick!"

"But I don't know where you are..."

"You'll find out by yourself like a big boy, and by the way, sober up before you come, you smell alcohol even through the phone...bye!"

Chris sighed and got up trying not to stumble, he had only assimilated half of his best friend's words but he was sure of one thing: he wanted to fix things with Y/n and returned to the course of their peaceful life, loving each other madly.

He walked to his car which was parked not far from the club where he had spent the night drinking and smoking endlessly.

Taking the road drunk was certainly a bad idea, that's why before taking the road he asked a barman for $100 to pass him some ice cubes, the barman complied without asking him for anything. It wasn't every day that a celebrity gave him big a tip!

Chris left with his huge bag of ice cubes and headed back to his car. He looked at the bag while sighing.

"That'll teach me to get drunk, come on Chris, you can do it! For your man!"

And he poured the contents of the bag over his head while letting out one more shrill cry which made turn the few passers-by who were present.

Among them, certainly paparazzi being informed of the presence of Chris Evans in a Bostonian club. Chris could not give a damn about them, all he wanted was to find y/n the love of his life! settled in his car being still wet and retrieved his phone then went to the geo-location app and looked for Y/n's

"They can't be far if it's only an hour's drive"

Chris thought while looking for y/n's geo-location.

Turns out Y/n and and Sebastian were in Boston as well but across town.

"Well, looks like they're really close..."

He trailed off and sighed. He hoped despite Sebastian's words that he would have a little more than an hour to think about his apologies. How he was going to do to be forgiven by Y/n, knowing that he had hurt him deeply.

He threw the address on the GPS and started the engine, he was definitely not ready but one thing was sure, he wanted to be by his boyfriend's side in any way possible.

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Part 1 completed ! ✅

Argg I'm so happy to begin this mini journey with you guys ! At first I wanted to make 1 part only buy I figured out that it was way to long to do it in 1 sooo there's probably going to be like 3 or 4 max ! Anyway hope you enjoyed it because I did !!

#Spotify #male reader #chris evans x male reader #gay love #gay #chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans characters #chris evans one shot #angst #sebastian stan

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daniwib · 5 months

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Chapter 2 now out!

When Eddie's dark past with the fight club resurfaces, he calls Buck for help. Together, they face a race against time to repay Eddie’s debt - and save Christopher's life. As the clock ticks down, their adrenalin-fueled journey unveils shocking revelations about the limits they are both willing to go to for Chris’s sake.

As things go terribly wrong, Buck finds himself cast into a time loop, forcing him to consider the consequences of their choices. With each reset, he races to achieve the impossible, altering his actions to change the outcome.

Is he destined to win – or will he lose everything he holds dear?

Read on Ao3 here. Please reblog for exposure!

[Fic is fully written, chapters will be posted weekly]

#run buck run #save chris's life #save eddie's life #be gay do crime #bank heist #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #9-1-1 #911 #9-1-1 fanfiction #whump #911 fox #angst #worried eddie #be gay do crimes

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omgcharlie91-blog · 2 years

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The only multiverse I'm interested in

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dannyboi-isdead · 2 years

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Hello my little lovelies I have a AO3 account and I y’all to check it out and I have one work on there that I’m working on currently so I’ll post the link to it here 😚

#spiderhead #miles teller #gay fanfiction #mpreg fanfiction #chris evans #gay love story #still in development

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katnissgirlsmakedo · 3 months

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package deal posting again i’ve got shit to say

1. still sleeping like shit. becoming overly familiar with my bedroom it’s like i’m 16 again but worse. 😐

2. there is. ok i’m about to sound mean just stay with me. there is a random person who every day has liked about five or so of my old merlin posts. and they are literally just. the most random posts most of them aren’t even tagged it’s like they just searched “merlin” on my blog and are liking whatever comes up. which i shouldn’t have to explain to you, can be ANYTHING. they liked a post about the timeless video. what? hello. what does the timeless video have to do with you… that post was about KIT and TY from CASSANDRA CLARE’S SHADOWHUNTER CHRONICLES. i promise you if you’re a fucking bbc merlin fan in the year 2024 you don’t even know them our interests are so unaligned what could that post possibly say to you… mind you. it was just a random post ABOUT the timeless video that i made while i was making it. it was not an actual good or informative post explaining the lore and backstory of the timeless video… anyway. like who is this guy and why are they doing this. not to be all why are you so obsessed with me but like fr. anyway. that’s just weird to me idk

3. movie february is lowkey flopping. i’m trying but goddamn

4. 3 was lowkey a lie. i am mid movie as we speak and i am enjoying it even, i’m just not really feeling the movie enjoyer spirit…

5. when i said captain america fans were misogyny apologists i meant that the only reason those guys are gay in your heads (sorry but your heads are the only place they’re gay. chris evans is not a good enough actor to give gay i’m sorry to that man. but you’re all delusional because something bad happened to you in middle school and i want you to know that) anyway the only reason for that is because the men who made that franchise don’t like women. they don’t like women!!!! they treated emily vancamp like shit and got away with it because you people cared more about gay shipping than female characters!! you let them get away with something evil and you didn’t even get anything out of it oh my god can you all just admit that? mcu: *puts emily vancamp in a movie as the hero’s new love interest* fandom: um actually i hated her because EYE think chris evans should be gay. mcu: oh ok so what we’re hearing is that we hate emily vancamp cool we’ll get rid of her! fandom: ok so the men i think are gay are gay now right? right? mcu: the 1950s actually were better than modern times we decided! back when women were oppressed but could vote so we were allowed to pretend they weren’t oppressed!!! oh my god anyway. i recognize the semi hypocritical nature of me complaining about having to see like seven captain america posts after the way i’ve been blogging for months. but what i do is different. ok. marvel is cringe it’s a boy interest its an incel interest. redacted is for the worst most annoying gay people on tiktok. there’s a difference and i get to read better fanfiction and all you guys have ever done is lose and i only win. peace and love

#i’m telling you it’s not a good idea to get me started :/#like sorry or whatever but. leave it behind bro it’s 2024 and some things should die after their time #you have the power to let an old interest stop mattering to you….

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buckyshusband0 · 2 years

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𝐈'𝐦 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐂.𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬

pairings || Bodyguard!Chris Evans x Popstar!Male Reader (AU)

requested by anon || “ Hey boo! I was wondering if you could do an AU of bodyguard Chris Evans x pop star male reader where the male reader is a young pop star in his 20s who’s a femboy who gained instantaneous overnight fame dancer, singer, breaking gender stereotypes and all that. He’s pretty naive, wild, likes to party, drink and flings with the wrong guys and he’s just WAY too famous that he even gets a lot of death threats, creepy messages gets mobbed and harassed by fans because he has poor quality security but his staff just ignores until at his first concert there was a dangerous threat so it was cancelled and that’s when Chris was recruited to protect him cause he’s a professional guard who even worked for politicians. And the male reader is very attracted and flirts with his hot blue eyed bodyguard (maybe even tries to seduce him) and I’ll let you decide it’s angst or smut or both because that’s as much as I can think of. Thank you!💖”

summary || Reader is famous but being famous has it’s cons. Reader gets death threats and even mobbed. One day a crazy fan acts upon their actions and it has to be stopped. What happens when Chris becomes the new bodyguard for reader?

warnings || +18, ANGST, SMUT, death threats, crazy fans, shitty staff, overprotective Chris, flirty reader, pet names (baby boy, angel), choking, praising, face fucking, spanking, shitty smut / shitty writing..

authors note || The fact I wanted to write something like this is crazy. I didn’t proof read so any mistakes I apologize for. Hope you liked it! Reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

wordcount || 2.7k

You had just woken up from your nice nap that you had took.

Ever since you became famous, there have been some ups and downs. You would get threats and and creepy comments/messages from crazy fans. You didn’t think much of it since your bodyguard was there to protect you. Or so you thought.

How could one person be so famous but with the most shitty security out there? When you went outside, some people would come up to you for either a picture or autograph. That didn’t bother you until one person grabbed your ass and your bodyguard just stood there. Doing nothing.

You just accepted the fact that he didn’t care for your safety so why should you care for your own? Hell, even Tom Holland has better security than you.

After you got up, you let out a breathy yawn and stretched your legs and arms.

You decided that you wanted to go to a club because why not? You wanted to dance, drink, have fun. Even see if you can get into someone’s pants tonight. Your security guard wasn’t going to show up anyways. He most likely just hated you or just didn’t like his job.

You grabbed your towel and made your way to the bathroom after finding a nice outfit that fit your style. A nice pair of shoes with long socks and a skirt. You smiled at the outfit you chose out. After your shower, you brushed your teeth and cleaned your face off. Even though you’re going to a club, who says you can’t look hot?

Making your way downstairs, where your bodyguard would usually be. You looked around to see if he would show up and yet to no surprise.

He wasn’t here.

You sighed knowing he wasn’t going to show up. Who needed him anyways? You grabbed an apple and bit into it before heading out of the door and getting into your car. Turning it on, you buckled your seatbelt and pulled off the curb making your way to the club.

You finally made your way to the front of the club.

The exterior was nice filled with neon lights and a huge line of people waiting to be entered in the club. Since you had famous privileges', the guard let you in as more and more people filled the lines.

You made your way to the bar to get drunk first.

The plan was simple. Get drunk, dance a little, and then get laid by some random guy in this club. Simple. Right? Well no, it wasn’t so simple since men always wanted to either harass you or try to get their way with you. Another downside to be the famous Y/N Y/L/N.

After a few drinks of vodka, you made your way to the dance floor and started to dance along with the music. Some people started to even dance with you so that was on the bright side at least.

While swaying your hips to the music, you felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist bringing you more in to his grasp. You looked to see who it was and it was a handsome brunette with brown eyes. He looked to be around in his 20s also.

Boy oh boy were there ideas popping up in your mind..

Your dirty filled thoughts were interrupted when the brown eyed brunette said something to grab your attention.

“Hey there baby.” He spun you over so you could face him now.

You knew what he wanted because that’s what every man wants now a days. Everyone is so fucking horny. You raised your eyebrow to let him ask what he wanted.

“Why don’t me and you get out of here, have a little bit of fun..” He stated the last part in a more teasing and seductive tone. You rolled your eyes and grabbed his hands to guide him out of the club.

You two made your way back to your house and had some fun. Let’s just say you’ve been dicked down and he was probably the best one you had yet..

It was now morning.

Your eyes fluttered opened from the sound of cars in traffic in New York. You slowly raised your body from the bed now feeling someone on the left of you. You saw the man who had fuck the shit out of you last night.

The brown eyed brunette.

Do you remember his name? No.

You got up from the bed and made contact with the wooden floor trying not to wake the man up. You looked around the room to grab the mans clothes and then tapped him. His eyes opened and he set his gaze upon you. His brown eyes connecting with your e/c eyes. You gestured his clothes for him to take so he could get ready and leave.

As you were making your way to the closet, you heard a knock at the front door.

You raised your eyebrow wondering who it could be.

“Did I invite someone over?” You couldn’t even remember a lot of what happened yesterday since you were stupid drunk. The only thing you could remember was going to a club and then getting laid.

You made your way to the front door opening it.

There he was.

Your manager. He looked a little pissed for some reason but then your gaze then set on the blue eyed brown haired man. He looked handsome as ever. Your gaze was ripped from him when your manager called your name.

“Y/N, we have to cancel your concert.” He said gritting through his teeth.

“Why?”

“Because we, well you, got threats saying that someone was going to bomb your concert. Since we don’t wanna get sued, we had to cancel the concert.” He looked at you but then his eyes went to your left. You looked over to your left to see the brown eyed brunette coming to the front door to leave.

“Are you serious right now?” Your manager was blabbing about your “safety.” Like he even cared. He just wanted the damn money..

After he was done he gestured his hands to the blue eyes six foot man.

“This is Chris, he’s going to be your new bodyguard since the other one quit. He will make sure you’re safe and that no one touches you.. ever.” You sigh knowing that Chris wasn’t going to let you bring men in anymore.

Chris was wearing a blank expression waiting for your manager to be done talking so he could do the one job he was asked to do. Protect you..

Your manager finally left the door way and made his way back to his car. You opened the door and moved over a little more to let him in while the brunette left. When Chris entered the house, he checked every where, making sure there were no camera, mics, or even other men’s underwear.

Chris was fucking hot.

You had to give it to him. The way his tight shirt hugged his broad shoulders and muscles. The hair on his arms. His beard that was located on his sharp jawline. His blue eyes. Oh those eyes..

‘Oh this will be fun..’

It’s been one hell hole.

Chris would show up at your house around 6 am and would stay there till 4 am. The man was dedicated. He would make sure that any fan who wanted a picture or autograph from you, would be patted down. It was embarrassing.

He would watch you eat even. Like a damn creep.

You were now on your daily walk you did with Chris of course. You looked around at the beautiful landscape in front of your eyes. The park was somewhere that you loved to go to if you ever needed to calm down.

In the corner of your eye, you see someone coming up to you which you assumed was a fan. He looked at you with a huge smile on his face like it was an honor to meet the one and only Y/B Y/L/N.

“Hi! Oh my god.. I’m a huge fan of yours. Can i get an autograph and a picture?” The teen said as you smiled back at him.

“sure!”

Chris guard was now up making sure if this teen did anything utterly stupid, he would have to do something about it. You got up from the bench and gave the phone to Chris for him to take the picture of you two. Smiling, that was the last thing you saw on the fans face when Chris punched him in his face..

The Teenager accidentally moved his hand to your waist which made Chris make a move to protect you. Your eyes widened at the sudden action that Chris had cost.

Before you could say anything, Chris took your arm in his huge hand and took you back to your house..

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You and Chris made your way inside the house.

As he closed the door, you turned around to him obviously angry at his antics. You’ve had enough of this shit.

“What the hell?!” You raised your voice at the Bostonian six foot man. Who acts like nothing just happened.

“Why the hell did you punch a fucking teenager?! He only wanted a picture and an autograph!” Chris just stares at you blankly with his usual cold look he always has on.

“I did it to protect you. That’s my job.”

“Your job! Your fucking job was to make sure that I’m safe. Not to punch a teen or a fan who wanted a picture.”

“You know what..” You took a pause before saying what’s been on your mind for a while now. This was the last straw and you’ve had it. No more Chris fucking Evans.

“… you’re fired!” You yelled on the top of your lungs but as usual. He looked you with the same stupid cold look. His stupid fucking face.. Oh boy how much you would love to punch that son of a bitch in his perfect face.

“You can’t fire me.” Chris chuckled at the thought of you thinking you could fire him.

‘Who the hell does he think he is?’

“And why is that?” Your eyes obviously filled with rage tired of his shit. Remember when you used to wanted to be in his pants? Yeah that plan is gone.. maybe.

“Because..” Chris eyes went dark when an idea came to his mind. He slowly approached you making you stumble back. His huge frame hovering over your smaller one.

“Boys like you need to be taught a lesson.”

You gulped.

“Chris… what are you doing?”

Chris hands started to make his way to your waist. Pulling you closer. To close. His dark blue eyes made contact with your e/c eyes. His plump lips making their way to yours. Before you could back up, he grabbed your face and connected his lips with yours.

You two are now having an intense make out session. Tongues fighting for dominance. Chris won. He pulled away from your wet lips and picked you up so effortlessly.

You yelped at the action and then felt something hard under you.. Chris was so fucking hard. So hard and horny ready to teach you a lesson. A lesson no one was able to teach you..

Chris smirked as he could feel his erection through his pants. Tightening around his crotch making him squirm for a second. He looked at you with eyes that were filled with lust. He was ready to show you how to be a good boy and you weren’t complaining anymore. You took a quick second to see if this is right and..

“Fuck it.”

You moved your hips in a slow motion, teasing him. Chris grunted at this action caused by you. He was almost about to let you take over.. almost. Chris came back to reality realizing it was you who needed to be punished. Before you know it, Chris hands moved from your waist as he took your clothes off slowly. Your skin grew goosebumps from the cold air now filling the room.

He liked the way you looked. You looked..

.. vulnerable.

Chris set his gaze on you one more time before pulling his shirt, pants, and then boxer off. His 10 inch cock bouncing up from the sudden release. His angry red head leaking pre cum already. The way your ass looked. ‘So fucking soft’ Chris thought to himself as he massaged each cheek. Praising both of them..

He picked you up again and made you bend over on his lap. As if his cock wasn’t hard enough, the thought of you begging for him to stop made him even more needy. So needy.

“Count.” Chris said in a blank but controlling tone.

You nodded knowing what’s about to happen.

Smack.

“1..”

Smack.

“2..”

Smack.

“..3″

Tears now filling your eyes as you were now at 15 smacks. Your cheeks were feeling a different type of pain but you? All you felt was pleasure. You begged him to take this more further wanting him inside of you. Chris gave you a punishment now it was time to pleasure you. Only you.

He sat you back up in his lap as he grabbed the lube from the dresser on your right. He lubricated his hard red cock and then made contact with your hole with his tip. You moan as you feel him slowly entering you. Inch by inch. His cock was finally all the way and you were ready.

Chris started to buck his hips up in a slow but steady motion. Even though he wanted to punish you, there was this feeling in his chest that he couldn’t explain. He wanted to be the only one you had sex with. The only one you wake up next too. All these thoughts running through his head as he heard you moan his name, over and over.

“Ngh~ F-Fuck Chris, P-Please!”

“Please what baby boy? Use your words for daddy.”

“P-Please fuck m-me faster!”

Chris smirked now that he got permission to fuck you fast. He gripped your waist tight as he started to thrust faster and faster. He could feel his climax reaching and he wanted you to swallow every. single. fucking. drop of his cum.

You felt your climax reaching also. Your cock was twitching ready to release it’s cum. You wanted to cum for Chris.. you wanted to show him how a good boy can please his daddy.

“You wanna cum baby boy?” Chris moaned as he could feel your cock twitch on his almost hairy abs. He smirked knowing you were waiting for him to tell you when to cum. Such a good boy.

“Y-Yes Daddy! L-Let me c-cum!~” Your words stuttering as you tried to hold in your climax. You were ready, you just needed to hear the words..

“Cum on my chest baby boy! Be a good boy and cum for daddy!~”

Without another thought, you shot your release on his hairy tattooed chest. As promised. Chris then pulled out of your hole. Which caused you to whine at the sudden loss of his girthy cock inside of you. Chris grabbed your hair in his fist and made you kneel down. He slapped his heavy cock on your plump lips before shoving it in your mouth.

Breathing through your nose as you took in his manly musk.

Chris thrusted his hips fast making his cock hit the back of your throat over and over again. You moaned which sent thousands of vibrations to the Bostonian mans cock.

“F-Fuck Baby boy! You want this cum? You want daddy’s cum?!~” Chris moaned through his teeth as he could feel his climax reaching itself. You nodded fast needing his seed inside of you. His eyes glued shut and his toes curled as he shot his massive load down your throat.

You swallowed every last drop.

You got up from your knees as Chris cleaned you up with a warm towel.

He set his blue eyes with your e/c eyes and opened his mouth to say something to you. You didn’t expect him to say what he just said but he did.

“I will always protect you. Even if I’m not your bodyguard anymore you will never leave me sight. My one and only angel.”

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m4rsha11 · 3 years

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The after party

Chris Evans x male! reader

Summary: Y/N comes home from a party and Chris wants to relax with them. One thing leads to another and they end up doing it.

Warning(s): NSFW, Smut, Drinking, Smoking, Kind of descriptive.

It was 12:00 AM on Saturday. Y/N just came back home from a party held by one of Chris’s friends. Chris didn’t come because he wasn’t feeling too well but he said that he wanted you to go so his friend didn’t feel bad. Y/N had a good time there. They had a little too many drinks so when they came home they were a little clumsy. Chris saw them come through the door and immediately knew that Y/N was drunk. He walked up to Y/N supporting them as they walked back to the bedroom.

“Hi Chris, how are you.” mumbled Y/N.

“I’m alright Y/N. How was your night, you definitely look like you had some fun.” said Chris.

“I think I drank just a little too much but I think I’ll be fine.” Y/N replied.

“Y/N do you want to relax a little? I’m not too tired yet.” Chris continued.

“I mean we can roll a blunt if you’d like.” Y/N replied.

“Oh? Y/N don’t you think you’ve had enough for tonight?” Chris questioned.

“I can never have enough Chris, you of all people know that.” Y/N laughed.

Chris laughed and then went too get the stuff for the blunt. When he came back he saw that Y/N had took their shirt off and was beginning to unzip their pants.

“Y/N… What are you doing?” asked Chris.

“Well, you said you wanted to relax and well, this is my way of relaxing. Come here.” Y/N whispered.

Chris walked over slowly, still holding the tray with the blunts. He put the tray on the nightstand and then climbed into the bed laying down next to Y/N.

“Pick the tray up and lay it here.” Said Y/N.

Chris turned around, picked the tray up and laid it in between him and Y/N. Y/N unzips their pants and pulls them down all the way and throws them on the floor. Y/N starts to slowly pull their underwear down just enough for their ass to show. They got on their knees and laid doggy style in the bed.

“Roll the blunt on my ass.” Y/N insisted.

“Wha-. Are you sure Y/N. I like this side of you..”

“Well I said too do it didn’t I?” Y/N said sternly.

“I- I-“ Chris stuttered.

Chris pulled Y/N in closer to him. He took the materials off the tray and put it on Y/N’S ass. He then rolled the blunt. After he finished rolling it he grabbed the lighter off the nightstand and lit the blunt. Y/N rolled over on his back while Chris took a pull from the blunt but he didn’t blow it out. Chris grabbed Y/N’S face. He went in for a kiss. His soft plumped lips touching Y/N’S. Instead of pulling away from the kiss, he blew the smoke into Y/N’S mouth. His lips still touching theirs. Y/N inhaled the smoke and blew it back into his mouth. He finally pulled away from the kiss and blew the smoke right next to their face. Y/N could feel the smoke brush against their cheek. He took another pull but this time Y/N leaned in to do it again. He took it by surprise but he liked it. Chris put the blunt down and grabbed the shot glass on his nightstand. It was filled with vodka. He took the shot but didn’t swallow. Y/N had an idea of what was coming next. Chris grabbed Y/N’S face again and went in for another kiss. He spit it into Y/N’S mouth. Y/N moaned quietly but still swallowed the shot.

“Chris I didn’t know you liked this.” Y/N exclaimed.

“Well, you learn something new everyday don’t you.” Chris whispered.

Chris’s soft yet stern voice made you feel so good. Chris put the glass and tray back down on the nightstand and rolled back over to Y/N. They finished smoking the blunt. Y/N kept rubbing up on Chris. They saw that Chris was liking it by the growing bulge in his pants. Chris finally had enough of the teasing. He pulled Y/N closer to him, grabbing their face. He slowly caressed Y/N’S face. Y/N leaned in for a kiss. Both of their lips touching again. This time, it was a long and passionate kiss. When Y/N pulled back Chris could see the hard on in their underwear. He slowly pulled the underwear down and started to jerk Y/N off. Y/N pushed Chris’s hand away.

“At least get undressed Chris.” Y/N said.

“Okok hold on.” Chris grumbled.

Chris started to take his shirt off, revealing that beautiful body of his. Those abs. Those nipples. That face. Y/N admired all of it at once. Once Chris took his shirt off he started to undo his pants.

“Ah ah, I’ll do that.” Y/N whispered.

Y/N slowly unzipped Chris’s pants. They pulled them down with a little help from Chris. Y/N started to slowly and gently pull down Chris’s underwear. Once they finally did, it was on. Chris pulled Y/N in again. While passionately kissing him, Y/N started to jerk him off. He quietly moans in between kisses.

“That feels so good, don’t stop Y/N.” Chris uttered.

“I don’t plan on it.” Y/N said while smirking.

After a while of passion full kisses and playing with each other, Chris wanted some real action. Y/N went into missionary position. Chris gently inserted his member into Y/N. Y/N is softly and quietly moaning as Chris puts the head in. Y/N felt the head go in and then those inches sliding in. Y/N felt every single inch as Chris was sliding it in. Chris was quietly moaning as he finally put it all in. Y/N gasped softly. Chris chuckled and carried on. Chris put his arms around Y/N. He pulled himself closer to Y/N. Both of their faces almost touching. Y/N could feel every breath Chris let out. It turned them on. Chris went in for a kiss. Y/N kissed back but gently bit Chris’s lip. Chris had a surprised yet turned on face.

“Do it again Y/N.” Chris whispered.

“As you wish.” Y/N responded.

Chris went in for another kiss. Y/N bit his lip again but this time, Chris moaned. The moaning was getting louder and more passionate. Y/N still feeling every breath Chris took. It kept them hard. Chris started to jerk Y/N off.

- 20 minutes later -

“I’m going to cum.” They both said at the same time.

Chris took his member out of Y/N. They both gently moaned. Y/N sat up facing Chris’s member waiting for it to happen. Finally, Chris moaned loudly. His stuff all over Y/N’S face and mouth. Chris took his finger and wiped Y/N’S face off. But instead of wiping his hand he put it in Y/N’S mouth. Y/N sucked his finger. Chris then slowly pulled his finger out of Y/N’S mouth. Y/N moaned loudly as they also got their stuff on Chris’s abs. Chris took his finger and wiped it again. But this time, instead of putting it in Y/N’S mouth Chris sucked his own finger. Y/N let out a little sigh seeing Chris like that. They both finished. Chris kissed Y/N and then carried them to the shower. They both showered and then went back into the room.

“That was absolutely amazing Chris.” Y/N said.

“We will definitely be doing that another time.” Chris chuckled.

They both turned their lamps off and cuddled under the sheets. Y/N in Chris’s arms. They both eventually fell asleep. Y/N still in Chris’s arms.

this is my first fic i’ve written, so please tell me what i can improve on or what i did well on already. just some genuine thoughts! thank you!!

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melancholicslaughter · 2 years

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🎡🎡🎡

when the waiting game ends

The state fair has come to Texas.

Eddie had been talking about going back home to take Chris to the state fair for months— it was all he talked about some lazy days at the station, and his enthusiasm made everyone else on the A-shift just as excited. Hen and Chim had insisted they make it a family trip, as in the whole 118 family. There hadn’t been time to make that happen, much to Buck’s disappointment, but somehow Buck found himself included in the trip plans anyway.

He wouldn’t have said no either way, but Eddie had practically begged Buck to come along— something about needing an excuse to avoid staying at his parents' house while they were in town. Buck could understand wanting to avoid annoying parents, and he can’t help but get excited at the prospect of going to the Texas state fair with his two favorite people in the world, so he’d agreed.

If he’d known Eddie would have talked him into driving the whole way from California to Dallas, though, he might have reconsidered. 24 hours trapped in a car with Eddie and his horrible taste in music and Christopher, who needed to pee every 5 minutes, was a nightmare Buck wasn’t eager to repeat on the drive home.

They’d booked a room at this small hotel— it was this close to being a motel, but it just barely made the cut— with two twins, Eddie and Christopher on one and Buck on the other, despite Buck’s insistence that it was a completely unfair arrangement. They didn’t spend much time in the hotel, though, as the next morning they were up super early— Buck had no clue why they needed to eat breakfast at 6 am— to drive to this authentic Texan diner for breakfast, and then they were off to the fair, which immoderately made Buck realize why breakfast was so early. They nearly missed out on a parking spot across the street from the fair, and if they’d come any later, they'd probably had to have parked miles away.

The wait to get in was insane— Eddie said he’d already bought them tickets the night before because most people bought tickets the day of— and when they finally got through the metal detectors and the bag checks, Buck was beyond relieved, as was Christopher.

“Finally!” he’d said, slumping against Buck.

They’d watched a clown juggle when they first got in; they followed around a man on stilts until Christopher got distracted; then they’d sat on these hot metal bleachers and watched a man wrestle an alligator. It was barely wrestling but Buck and Chris were both highly entertained— Eddie immediately took a video for Hen and Chim of Buck after catching him actually enjoying the performance and cheering the wrestler on.

Now, they’re wandering through the fair, Christopher holding both Buck and Eddie’s hands, swinging his arms between them.

When they pass the second ferris wheel at the park— Eddie explains that because the fair is for the whole state, there are three of every ride and attraction— Christopher tugs on Eddie’s sleeve, his eyes crinkled as he smiles. “Dad, can you see the whole fair?”

Eddie looks between his son and the looming structure ahead of them— a bright blue and red ferris wheel covered in blinking stars— craning his neck to gaze up at the carriage at the peak of the wheel. “You mean from the top of the ferris wheel, buddy? I’m sure we will. Why? Want to get on?”

“Yes!”

“We’ll probably be able to see the car from up there, too,” Buck adds as they make their way toward it, trying to find the place where the line ends. “Maybe even your old house—”

“—oh, follow me,” Buck says, interrupting himself, pointing to the end of the ferris wheel line, which extends a little ways past the ride itself. “I think this is where the line ends.”

“That’s silly! Our old house is too far away!” Christopher giggles, and Eddie rolls his eyes at Buck as they take their place in line behind a man with a very sweaty back.

“Buck has never really been in Texas like this,” Eddie says, leaning down to Christopher, voice dancing on this line between teasing and explanatory, his body language— the way he’s tucked towards Christopher’s side, the way he’s looking back at Buck from the corner of his eye— conspiratorial. Buck looks at the two of them, his Diaz boys, and can’t help but smile. What a funny little group the three of them make.

“Buck isn’t a real Texan like us,” Christopher says.

“Not like us,” Eddie agrees. “He’s so LA, he’s probably never even ridden a bull before.”

At that, Buck cuts in. “Hey, I’ll have you know, I’ve lived all over the country before I moved to LA. I wasn’t even born in California— I’m from Pennsylvania.”

Eddie leans down to Chris again to not-whisper in his ear, “Yeah, he definitely hasn’t ridden a bull before,” earning himself another round of giggles.

Buck rolls his eyes, lips betraying him as they spread into a smile. “You know that I can hear you, right?”

“It’s okay that you aren’t a real Texan, Buck! You can be an honorary one,” Christopher says, patting him on the hand.

Eddie tries not to laugh, but Buck catches him, meeting his eyes with this attempt at annoyance and betrayal that just comes across as incredibly fond. “Thank you, Christopher. At least someone is being nice to me today.”

“I’ve been so nice to you! I stopped you from wearing that sweatshirt and from leaving your water at home. You would probably be dead right now if it weren’t for me,” Eddie shoots back as he leans into Buck, his shoulder brushing against Buck’s chest.

“At best, I’d have heatstroke. And lucky for me,” Buck retorts, also leaning in towards Eddie, the toe of his sneaker nudging the toe of Eddie’s. “I’m here with a medic and superman—“

“Yes!”

“So I think between the two of you, I’d be covered.”

Eddie shakes his head and looks between Buck and Christopher, who wraps his arms around Buck’s middle and assures Buck that he’d use his superpowers to take care of him. “You two are something else.”

“It’s okay that you don’t understand, Eddie,” Buck says, lifting a cheering Christopher to sit up on his shoulders. “Just best friend behavior.”

“I thought I was your best friend?!” Eddie asks as he crosses his arms, mock betrayal heavy in his tone.

“Nope. It’s me!” Christopher says, resting his hands in Buck’s hair.

Up ahead of them, people move forward, and as Buck takes a couple steps, he takes stock of the line for the first time, and he realizes that they are little further from the ferris wheel than he thought they’d be. He can’t even see the front of the line from where the three of them are standing.

Might as well get comfortable , he thinks as he glances up ahead, the long, winding line of people seemingly endless from where he’s standing. This might take a while.

finish on ao3

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musette22 · 4 years

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WELL THAT'S 'CAUSE IT IS, SCOTT 😂

#I hope scott isn't seriously bothered by it because that wouldn't be ok #but assuming he isnt this is really funny #god I wish it would be as easy as him making a few calls #to his brother and his bf #😏#also for a second I thought they meant evanstan fanfiction which would not have been good #but stucky is fine hahah #stucky #stevebucky #scott evans #chris evans #sebastian stan #also I feel like Ransom deserves the title perfect homicidal gay too

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sweetcreatxr · 1 year

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♥︎Always been you (2)♥︎

(Part 2 : Back to you )

A Chris evans x singer!malereader mini fic

Here part 1 !

Warnings : a lot of sadness, flashbacks, hurt feelings, Y/N having the best fans ! Sebastian shipping reader and Chris( still not warning but anyway !)

btw y/n has the same voice as Shawn Mendes because i freacking love his but feel free to pick another singer and also has the same energy and style as Harry Styles because that man is everything !

A/N : so so so sorry for the long wait, ive been overwhelmed with work for my school lately and i have sooo many importants exams so yeah, sorry again !!

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y/n's pov third person

Y/n wasn't an idiot, he was many things but naive wasn't one of them. So when David, one of his guitarist, offered him a drink for after their concert tonight, y/n knew exactly what David was referring to.

You see, David had been in love with y/n for years, long before Chris came into his life, so knowing the couple was on the brink was a golden opportunity for David.

Y/n knew it and despite that, couldn't get rid of him like that, the decision wasn't even up to him and moreover, Y/n was careful not to tell him that he was the main reason for the tensions in his couple with the Boston man.

No, he certainly didn't want to give him that joy!

Y/n therefore contented himself with ignoring him and thinking of something more positive, hoping to silence all the negative thoughts that had crossed his mind for 5 months now.

5 long months where he couldn't feel Chris' beard brushing against him while they kissed madly, where he couldn't feel his heart beating every time his lover appeared in the same room as him, of his smelling his body smell after one of their tumultuous sexual activities, leaving them in a most divine state, or simply not being able to catch a glimpse of his beautiful smile and laughter.

He still remembers a joke that had made him and the reaction of his man: "knock knock"

" Who's there ?"

"Who"

"Who who ?

" What are you, an owl ?

Chris laughed while taking hold of his left pectorals and tilting his head back but he quickly regained his senses before looking y/n as if he had done the most monstrous thing in the world.

"How dare you… use my own jokes against me, what a monster you are!

Armed with his strong Boston accent, Chris complained again and again while exaggerating his movements while y/n approached, a teasing smile on his face and wrapped his arms around Chris, this one being 10 centimeters taller than him, and took his gorgeous ass into his hands, causing a small cry in the mouth of Chris who stopped talking immediately and looked in disbelief, y/n who smiled innocently before leaving to their room while rolling his hips.

Y/n knew that his morphology drove his man totally crazy, especially when he used it to achieve his goals.

"So, are you coming sir 'I refuse to share my jokes'? I'll wait for you in the bedroom, hurry up…"

The rest of course being them making love for the rest of the afternoon, leaving them empty of energy for the rest of the evening, and the days to come.

Y/n was now shaking with tears sitting on the floor in his dressing room, he was trying his best to stop but it was so hard! He sincerely thought that he and Chris were meant to end their lives together, he had dreamed of it so much and now he could only do that, dream over and over again, wondering how their lives could have been without this fight.

He didn't have time to lament more than Sebastian rushed into his dressing room and came directly to take him in his arms without asking him any questions.

"Don't worry too much Y/n it'll be fine…I had him on the phone earlier and he's on his way, he'll come to see you and you guys will be able to explain everything together, everything will be like before you'll see!"

Y/n raised his head and was greeted by the devastated gaze of his big brother, sad to see his face flooded with endless tears.

"I send him hundreds of messages…he hasn't even opened them…"

Y/n finished his sentence with a small voice, getting ready to start crying again.

"He's driving, if you want him to come back to you, he better be alive right?"

Sebastian grabbed his brother's chin as he pulled him up and continued, "Listen, I know it might sound easy for me to say this but I think you need to pull yourself together! Your gig is in 2 hours and There are already plenty of people waiting for your arrival! They are just waiting for you and your good mood while you are there depressed…"

"You're right…it is very easy for you to tell me that, it isn't you who has your heart broken into a thousand pieces ! Plus, you're both actors! It's certainly easier since you are used to lying, hiding your feelings, but the only things I excel at are writing and singing…"

Sebastian took a few steps back, a small amused sneer on his face.

" So uhh, to begin with : that's not the job of an actor ! Given the lack of time we are facing, we will have this conversation later ! And precisely ! You are an incredible composer and singer and tonight I don't want you to act like everything is fine because that would be lying to yourself, but express yourself ! Sing until you cry!"

"So...About Chris…are you sure he'll be there..?"

"I can assure you that yes y/n. And to bounce on this story of asset, I may be an actor, I also like to sing!"

Y/n got up from the floor and began to choose the outfit he was going to wear before turning around to get his brother's approval, who gave him a thumbs up and a whistle.

"Everyone knows that you love to sing Seb but it doesn't mean that you KNOW how to sing…" replied Y/n with a small smile on his lips.

"And that doesn't mean that I'm gonna stop, you little jerk!" retorted Seb, throwing a pillow at his brother's face.

"Get out of here! I have to get ready to impress your dear friend"

"You know that even if you dress normally he would still be crazy about you?" Seb asked him while approaching the door of the dressing room

"I know"

Chris' pov third person

Chris was now sure, despite the fact that he loved this city, he didn't want to deal with this kind of situation ever again he was currently facing : traffic jams.

He was even more frustrated because he said to Sebastian that he would be there on time and he wanted on top of that not to disappoint anymore y/n, just thinking about him his heart sank as well as his hands on his steering wheel.

"FUCKING SHIT !" he said, honking his horn with all his might, causing a wave of honking all over the road.

Chris leaned back roughly and sighed, he was at his wit's end, he saw his couple tearing apart in front of his eyes and he couldn't do anything concrete but wait.

So he took his phone and started looking at pictures of y/n and him, happy, and without him noticing, tears were running down his cheeks.

He was very sober now and he had the ability to remember some things, like the time he had organized a surprise birthday party for his lover, but it had all almost gone wrong because of his touchiness. :

Chris had gotten up earlier than usual, just to carry out his plan: today was his boyfriend's birthday and he had planned a party for him in a small group but which will remain unforgettable for the young singer .

Chris therefore prepared himself at the speed of light and went down into the basement of their house, all without making the slightest noise, collected the gift(s) he had collected in advance the day before and left for his brother's house to drop everything off.

He then proceeded to continue the course of his day as if nothing exceptional was brewing in Scott's house.

Chris had all day paid attention to y/n's reactions who seemed really sad that his own boyfriend didn't wish him a "happy birthday", but Chris told himself that it was for a good cause and that of course he might getting scolded a bit but that the evening will end with y/n begging Chris to let him cum.

But what Chris didn't know was that y/n, really saddened by this day given Chris' utter ignorance, decided to spend his day at the first bar that came his way.

It was social media that alerted Chris as he tried to figure out where y/n might be. Lots of photos of him, drunk and on the edge of the abyss, were on different types of social networks and even articles with titles like: y/n l/n, all alone and drunk on his 29th birthday.

The evening ended with Chris picking up y/n from one of his bars and driving him home. All the way the singer was just asking Chris why he hadn't wished him a happy birthday.

"You…you left me rotting like a big jerk Christopher.. Why…why did you do that? Ignoring me like that…"

Chris felt the guilt growing inside him more and more, it was not his intention to upset his lover.

" I'm sorry love…I didn't want…I just wanted to give you a birthday party but don't worry I canceled, we're going to spend the evening together with a good old Disney, just the two of us, OK ?"

And that's what they did, just the two of them, they had fallen asleep on each other, y/n not letting go of Chris and Chris not wanting to anyway.

" I love you my baby "

Chris looked up from his phone, tears streaming down his face and as he continued down the road, his phone rang announcing his best friend's name.

Chris sighed and took the call.

" Halo ?"

"Where the fuck are you, the concert is going to start any moment! Don't tell me you preferred to parade Evans?! I'm warning you-

"How is he doing?"

"Chris where the fuck are you, that's my question!"

"And I just want to know how he is! Please…"

Chris heard Sebastian sigh and he spoke again.

"Bad, he's not well at all, I told him to get back on his feet at least for this evening but I realize that it's easier said than done…he wants to impress you tonight you know…"

"It's not up to him to do it but to me…it's me who must redeem myself!"

"I agree there…well I told y/n that the reason you weren't replying to his messages was because you were driving…if he finds out we're talking WHILE you're driving he's going to kill us both, and you know that he can do it…"

Chris laughed a little bit and refocused on the road which had become much clearer.

"I have my reasons, and before you ask me, it's just that I prefer to talk to him face to face"

"maybe but that's not a reason to totally ghost him, you know?"

"I know"

omniscient pov

"Y/N you come on stage in 3…!"

Y/n felt overwhelmed by his emotions, he had received confirmation from Sebastian that Chris was on his way and maybe even already in the stadium but the singer had great doubts.

" 2...!"

He wasn't sure if he really wanted to have this conversation with the actor, he felt broken both physically and mentally and didn't know how he could manage to get over it.

" 1...!"

He wanted to run away, run away as far as possible because he was afraid that his heart would break even more than it already is. But he knew it, it was essential for him as for Chris, if this one had for goal to give up their couple to go forward.

"Go Y/n to you!"

The singer put on his most fake and beautiful smile and entered the stage while hopping and waving his hands for the audience.

"How are you tonight Boston!!"

Screams that could be heard across the country took place and y/n took his guitar specially made for him and started directly strumming the strings on a tune that his fans had never heard before, and for good reason, it was a new song that he had no intention of recording in the studio but that, given the circumstances, was very appropriate to let his feelings speak.

" OK so now, i'm gonna sing a new song that i've writen times ago and i've just finished writing it soo, here it goes !"

He gave the green light to his team and began to sing

Took you like a shot

Thought that I could chase you with a cold evening

Let a couple years water down how I'm feeling about you

Y/n was standing there, standing on the stage and letting his heart speak

And every time we talk

Every single word builds up to this moment

And I gotta convince myself

I don't want it even though I do

he walked even further to the front of the stage and looked over to the VIP area where he could see his brother and a few of his friends but no sign of Chris, Sebastian confirming that by shaking his head from side to side.

You could break my heart in two

But when it heals, it beats for you

I know it's forward but it's true

Those lyrics were probably the most obvious to everyone, that song was obviously for Chris, but he wasn't even there.

I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to

When I'm lying close to someone else

You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it

If I could do it all again

I know I'd go back to you

But what Y/n didn't know is that Chris was right now in the building trying to enter the room but one of the guards was stopping him because he didn't have of a ticket.

"But you know who the fuck I am?!"

"No sir, the only thing I know is that you don't have a ticket and therefore you can't pass."

The security guard remained calm while Chris got out of his hinges, he hadn't spent more than 2 hours in his car breaking his skull on his steering wheel all that to not get in!

"Do a simple Google search and you'll see! I- please just do this search I MUST get inside! My boyfriend is waiting!!"

The guard didn't have time to answer when another guard appeared and asked what was going on.

"Sir please I have to-"

But Chris was cut off by a scream and a huge smile from the security guard who hastened to add:

"Oh my God! I can't believe it! Ms. Evans! A great honor! My son and I are big fans of your character, Captain America, too! I-! Wow!"

"But what are you doing here? You can't re-enter?! Let's go, I'll escort you to the VIP section!"

Chris didn't even have time to explain the situation before he was pulled into an endless corridor with the inscription Very Important Person on it.

After a long time of walking, going up and down the stairs, they finally arrived at their destination, this moment of walking was still very pleasant for Chris who was able to chat with Dan, the security guard turned out to be one of his biggest fan.

"We've arrived Ms Evans and thanks again for the autographs and the photo!"

"No problem! Thanks again Dan!"

Chris walked back into the room and walked straight to Sebastian who waved at him.

"Finally!! Come and settle down!"

"Where is Y/n?"

Chris looked towards the stage but couldn't find him.

"He's just there, interacting with his fans, we'll never change him!" sneered Seb while shouting and encouraging y/n who was now dancing to 'You're the one that i want'

And it was in an instant, a short but powerful instant that Y/n and Chris had eye contact. Despite the distance between them, they could both feel that warm feeling filling their hearts. Despite their differences, they could finally look each other straight in the eye and understand each other.

Chris asking for forgiveness for everything he put him through and y/n for not trying to understand him enough.

Their exchange although short did not pass through anyone, everyone noticed and shouted, Sebastian first!

"Go find him!" he whispered in her ear

"But I-"

Sebastian took his arm and pushed him out.

" Go. Join. Him. He's just waiting for that, can't you see??!"

" I- Yeah what the hell !

Everyone around him shouted with joy and Chris snuck his way backstage as best he could and that's when he ran into Dan again.

"Dan ! Thank God ! I'll need one last favor…"

"With pleasure Ms. Evans!"

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OMGG Finallyyy ! Again sorry for the long waiting but i had really no time to write with everyone goingon with my life ! But here ! Part 2 ! Hope you guys will like it !!

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