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meraki-loki · 5 years

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It’s Okay - Chris Evans x Reader Fic

Word Count: 1,771

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: fluff, suggestive material, slight adulty scenario

My very first public fic on tumblr! I hope you enjoy and feedback is very much appreciated!!

You take off your glasses and rub your face. You sigh heavily before whimpering and dropping your head on the desk.

"I don't understand this..." You whimper, nearly sobbing into your hands.

You were currently studying for your math exam. It was stressing you out because you couldn't understand this one topic that just so happens to be one of the most important.

You’ve watched millions of videos and read your textbook over and over. Yet you still can't comprehend it.

You were desperate to just stop and give up completely. Throw all these papers in the trash and give up but you can't. You have to pass this exam, you have to get a good score, you need to be the best.

You lift your head and wipe away the tears staining your cheeks, taking a deep breath.

Putting your glasses back on you pick up your pencil.

As you try to solve an example problem the front door opens. It was Chris.

"Baby? Are you still awake?" His voice carries through the hallway from the living room. As he set his coat and keys down he listened for a response.

Nothing.

He toed off his shoes before making his way to your shared bedroom.

You could hear his feet padding against the floorboards but you still paid no attention to him.

Your face was starting to hurt from how hard your brows were furrowed in confusion, only becoming more and more frustrated.

The door creaked open and the sweet voice of your boyfriend spoke, "Hey sweetheart. what're you doing still up? It's kind of late."

"Studying." You were not in the mood to be bothered. With your job and your exams you were very stressed out and couldn’t deal with any distraction.

"Oh. But it's late, you should rest. Knowing you you've been studying since you got home I’m sure you'll do amazing." Your mind barely registered the surprise and the small hint of hurt in his voice but it also quickly dismissed it.

He came up behind you and placed his large hands on your shoulders trying to coax you to bed.

"No i can't. I need to get it all right. I need to understand everything. I have to." You moved your shoulders hoping he'd take them off and let you study but he didn't.

He sighs and spins your chair around, kneeling in front of you.

Shining baby blue eyes stare into your own.

"Babe. You have to relax. You're gonna do great I know you are. All you do is study and-"

You cut him off, "Chris you don't understand. I don't need to do great, I need to do amazing! I need to be one of the best. And if you're gonna keep bothering me just leave."

Your harsh words obviously take a toll on him as hurt flashes in his gorgeous blue eyes.

He doesn't say anything and stands back up. Closing your eyes, you place your head in your hands as you hear the bedroom door close shut.

You try to continue my studying but now all you can think about is how you harsh you were to Chris just now. The person you trust with your life, the person you love with all that you are, and you hurt him.

Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, throat burning, making it harder to breath.

Everything hits you all at once and you break. You cry silently, hoping Chris won’t hear you.

All of your stress and anxiety really hits you all at once and you can’t stop it. You cry for a couple of minutes before wiping your face dry and stepping out of the room to find Chris.

You step into the living room and look into the kitchen but he isn't there. The bathroom was also empty when you passed by it.

Tears well up in your eyes and panic fills your mind. You brace yourself on the wall and breathe heavily, trying to ground yourself.

You push off of the wall and make your way to the last spot that you haven’t checked.

A special spot to either be together or in some cases be alone.

You remember the day you were left to explore the house together and you both instantly knew it was perfect.

It was a beautiful fall evening when the house's real estate agent left us to explore on our own.

I was walking down the hallway when I found a staircase leading upwards.

That's weird. I thought this was only one floor. Hm.

"Hey babe! Come look!" I yell out to my beloved.

"What's up sweetheart? Ooh I wonder where this leads."

We both went up the stairs to find a gorgeous balcony that overlooked the backyard. You could see the sun setting in the horizon over the trees.

"Oh wow. This is amazing. I bet this would look beautiful at night when everything is covered in a blanket of darkness."

I stood at the railing, feeling his warm hands on me. One on my hip, the other sneakily trying to slip under my shirt.

"You and your writer words. You know you'd look beautiful under my blankets tonight." He whispered in my ear. I couldn't see his face but I knew he had a stupid shit-eating grin.

I raise my hand and hit the mass of muscle that is his bicep, giggling, "Chris shut up!"

He chuckles and I feel his warm palm press against my bare stomach, "You say stop but your body says something else baby."

I feel his warm breath on the side of my neck as he whispers and presses a small kiss.

I turn around and flip the position so that he's now leaning against the railing.

His hands are planted on my hips and I push myself closer to him, spreading his legs.

He gives me his signature smile and I take one hand and slide it up his shirt, feeling his smooth skin and muscle, whispering in his ear, "I don't think it's just my body that's saying something."

I wrap my free hand around his neck and weave my fingers through his hair tugging a bit causing him groan softly.

"Now, weren't you saying no earlier?" he says.

I lean in closely brushing my lips with his. I see the different shades of blue in his eyes as he stares at me intently.

Chris bites his lower lip, trying to suppress a smile, and lowers his hands to grip my butt.

He smirks when I gasp quietly, "Sorry but you know I'm an ass man."

At that I laugh and press my forehead on his.

"I love you, you dork."

"I love you more sweetheart."

You run up the stairs going up 2 steps at a time.

By now the tears have created a slight pulsating headache and your heart was beating faster than ever.

If he isn't out there you may just lose it all.

You stop at the door and take a breath to calm down. Slowly you push the door open.

Mentally you let out a sigh of relief but physically you don’t think you were breathing at all.

Chris' head turns to side slightly as he hears the door creak open, peering behind him. He lets out a sigh, his body visibly slumps against the railing.

The moon is so big and bright tonight that it lights up the entire balcony as if it was on a movie set.

My tears start running again and this time you know for sure they won't stop. You let out an almost choking and strangled sound.

And just as he turns around you latch yourself around his torso, only seeing his worried face for a split second.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" He forgets why he was upset and tries to get you to look at him but you shake your head and cry into his chest.

"I-I'm sorry. I s-shouldn't have acted t-that way towards y-you." You stutter as you try to apologize but it proves difficult as you basically choke on a mixture of your tears and sobs that rock your body.

Chris doesn't say anything and instead holds you tightly. One arm around your shoulder, the other holding your head, and his cheek pressed against your hair.

"I was s-so stressed but I s-shouldn't have taken it out on you. I was so scared you'd l-leave me."

Chris shushes tries to shush you and holds you tighter if that was even possible.

“I’m s-so s-sorry. Don’t leave me. Please.”

He doesn’t say anything, just places a lingering kiss on your head and lets you cry.

When your sobbing turns into small sniffles he sits you down on one of the balcony chairs and kneels in front of you like earlier.

He rubs soothing circles into your knee and simply stares at you lovingly.

You think about the moment that you blew up at Chris and your face crumbles again, eyes welling up with tears.

Chris looks up at and wipes away a stray tear,”Hey. Don’t worry about it. You’re okay. I understand, you’re stressed. Don’t feel bad sweetie.”

“I’m sorry.” You mumble looking down at your hands before looking back up to him.

He smiles and can see that his eyes are full of worry and love.

“Come on, let's go inside,” He stands up and takes your hand leading you to your shared bedroom

He strips down to some pajama pants, pulls back the covers and climbs in pulling you into his broad and bare chest.

When he settles in with your arms around his waist he speaks, “You’re gonna do amazing. Don’t doubt yourself ever, you’re the smartest person I know.”

He takes your head into his warm hands and says, “And don’t ever think I’d leave you. You are the light of my life y/n. You understand my job is unpredictable and I can be gone for so long but you still stay here. With me. Most people would grow tired of it but you don’t. You have no idea how grateful I am for you, I would never leave you. I love you so much, you can’t even imagine.”

Tears yet again fill your eyes and his eyes crease and fill with worry yet again.

You let out a small laugh, “They’re happy tears, Chris. I’m so happy and I love you more than you could ever know.”

The rest of the night is full of you both quietly talking and sharing small quick kisses until you finally fall asleep in each other’s arms.

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