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Just a Simple Lie
Chapter 10
Description: Having worked on small independent films for the better part of a decade, your friend tells you about an opening for a script supervisor with a large studio. Wanting to advance your career, you apply and get an interview. The only downside, they prefer to hire crew who are married. It’s just a simple lie, right?
Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Warnings: Cursing, minor angst, FLUFF!!
A/N: This is NOT the final chapter. There is one more after this one that we’ll call a mini chapter or epilogue. Per the usual: this fic is simply for fun and I mean no disrespect to any of the actors mentioned in the fic. I am also totally guessing regarding the studio talk. Comments, reblogs, and likes are always welcome.
Word Count: 4,167
Catch up with Chapter 9
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Avoidance really wasn’t the word that you would use to describe what you were doing with Chris. You just didn’t know your place in his life and every day was getting harder to define that line. He was hot and cold with you. So, you kept your head down, figuratively of course, and tried to maintain that friendship line that he had put in place a couple of months ago.
After that night you agreed to work on his film, he came back to the bar during your next shift and hung out with you until close. He crashed your lunch date with Scott a few days later, showing up with a smile on his face and Scott lagging behind with eyebrows raised. But after that, you didn’t hear from him until a month before filming was to begin. It was a brief call to let you know you would receive your contract via carrier and that your flight would be arranged shortly. Filming would last two months but he wanted you to stick around an additional month when editing began because per Chris, he wanted your input. This project was his baby. His exact words were “I need you here.” How could you say no?
You were staying with Chris which is what made the avoidance or non-avoidance, whatever you were doing, hard to actually accomplish. You were fine with staying at the hotel the non-local crew were staying in, but Chris refused. He got very alpha with you on that topic and you had to admit, it turned you on a bit. But you couldn’t go there because Chris didn’t see you that way anymore.
The hot and cold thing was hard to describe. He’d casually throw his arm around you when the two of you were going over scenes, whether other people were around or not. He’d pull you into conversations with the AD and cinematographer to get your opinion, often keeping hold of your hand. The next day he’d be in a mood and barely speak to you, let alone glance your way. The cast would often look to you to be the go between because they knew he was in a mood. You knew it was stress. It had to be, but it doesn’t mean it didn’t confuse you. On those days you’d grab a bite to eat at a restaurant to give him space, often returning to your room in his house at night without as much as a hello.
Friendships are hard. That’s the bottom line.
***
“Adam! Reset! Jesus!” Chris yelled causing you to visibly wince. “Y/N!”
“I’m on it. I’m on it,” you mumbled mostly to yourself walking briskly towards Adam Scott who was getting touched up by makeup.
“He’s in a mood,” Adam sighed.
“It’s been a long week.” Why you were making excuses for Chris was beyond you. That’s all you been doing lately. “I think he wants a little more…” You gestured wildly with your hands. “Gusto. Yeah, gusto.”
Adam raised and eyebrow to you. “Gusto?”
“You know what I mean. He wants a big reaction, so give it to him. I thought the take was fine, but I’m not directing. Let’s give him that additional option.
Adam gave you a hint of a smile and nodded. “Yeah. Okay. Maybe I can do it better.”
“You’re the best,” you said over your shoulder as you walked back to Chris who chugging down a cup of coffee and going over notes.
“All good?”
“Yep. We’re ready whenever you are.” You plopped your butt in Chris’ chair since he preferred to stand during takes.
The scene ran again without interruption and the next scene was called for setup meaning you had about fifteen to twenty minutes.
Getting up from the canvas chair, you made your way to the coffee station in the far corner of the sound stage. The small liquid cream containers were missing from their designated bowl again which made your eyes roll. Someone was hogging them; you just didn’t know who.
“Shoot.”
Craft Services was an option, but you didn’t feel like making the trek across the lot. You picked up the powdered cream and mixed it into the paper cup. Powder is always a last resort. It never mixed properly and you could always taste it. But you were desperate for your caffeine fix.
“Liquid all gone?” Chris asked, stepping up beside you, grabbing his own fresh cup.
“Yes. Again!”
“I’ve got some in my trailer,” he offered.
“That’s not any closer than Craft Service, so you’re not helping,” you said dryly.
Chris chuckled lightly, turning to lean against the table as you mixed your cup with a flimsy plastic straw. “Glad to be done with that scene.”
“I’m glad you were happy with the last take,” you replied, turning around to lean next to him.
“Once Scott quits flirting, he does pretty good work.”
You choked on your coffee causing Chris to chuckle again. “Flirting with who?”
“You.”
“Adam is not flirting with me!” you shouted. “He’s married and has kids,” you said much softer, trying to control the level of your voice. “His wife was here last week. She asked me to join her book club for goodness sake.”
“That doesn’t mean anything,” he said, bringing the cup slowly to his lips, but keeping his eyes on you.
“You’re ridiculous,” you added with a head shake.
Yes, you fangirled when you met Adam for the first time. Parks and Recreation was one of your favorite shows. Still is.
“Adam is not a cheater and neither am I.”
“Maybe so, but you’re a liar.” Chris challenged.
Tears instantly welled in your eyes. You thought he was over it or at the very least accepted your apology. You bit your tongue, trying to find the right words and willing yourself not to cry at his remark.
“You’re lucky we’re at work, otherwise I’d tell you to go fuck yourself,” you said harshly before walking away.
Fuck him.
“Fahck. Y/N! Wait!” Chris called after you, quickly catching up.
You stopped abruptly, swinging around to face him. The action caught Chris off guard as you heard him suck in a breath as his eyebrows shot up.
“Not now,” you warned before turning back to where the next scene was being set up. “Are we all set?” you asked to no one in particular. It wasn’t your job to ask, but you needed the distraction and you weren’t in the mood to talk to Chris.
A couple of non-committal hums and murmured words were spoken. You kept your eyes on your script, scribbling nonsense among the various notes you had already written. Chris’ eyes were on you. You could feel them. But now was not the time to dive into what was going on between the two of you.
***
Immediately after the scene, you tucked your script in your armpit and pulled your phone out of your back pocket, hightailing it to your office.
Y/N: Can I stay with you tonight?
Chris wasn’t behind you, which was a good thing. You snuck out of there when you saw that he was stuck in a conversation with one of the producers. Making it to your office in record time, you shut the door and finally took a breath. Today was a day that you really appreciated having a door. Chris made sure that you had one, after you mentioned only having a desk on the last shoot. It really needed a lock though.
Darn lockless door.
Scott: I’m not staying with Jen. I’m at my mother’s.
You were desperate.
Y/N: Would she mind if you had a guest??
Two seconds later, your phone rang.
“Hi Scott.”
“Hi Y/N. Whaaaaaat’s going on?” Scott asked with amusement in his voice.
You blew out a breath, plopping yourself down on the small loveseat next to your desk. “He’s still mad at me.”
“Who’s mad at you?”
“Your brother. Who else?” Hearing the annoyance in your voice, you followed that up with a quiet, ‘sorry’.
“Oh boy. Well, I’m staying at Ma’s and don’t you think that would be an awkward conversation to have with her as to why you want to stay at her place?”
“Yeah,” you said softly.
“How do you know he’s still mad at you?” Scott asked.
“Well, besides the fact that he called me a liar this afternoon, he’s been hot and cold with me. He’s been real pissy at the crew as well.”
“You two.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” you asked, getting a little defensive.
“It means you really need to work your shit out.”
“Yeah, I know…But I don’t wanna.” Scott chuckled at your comment. “Could you come over? I could use a friend right now. I know he’s your brother, but if he’s just going to be moody, I don’t even want to go home.”
“He is my brother, but even I’m inclined to think he’s jerk now and again.” That made you smile. “I’ll stop by. Even pick up some pizza.”
“Thank you, my favorite Evans.”
“Appreciate the flattery sweetheart. See you later.”
“Bye, Scott.”
Taking a deep breath and closing your eyes, you let yourself sink into the sofa. Avoiding Chris forever was not an option, but at least with Scott there, you’d be able to keep your emotions under control for the night. The buzz of your phone brought your mind out of the fog like haze.
Chris: Are you heading home?
Home. Now that was a funny thing. When Chris wasn’t pushing you away, it did feel like home. But it wasn’t your home. Not really. You are a guest and Chris is your host.
Y/N: Yeah. Getting ready to take off for the day.
You chewed on your bottom lip waiting for his reply. You really hoped he wasn’t planning on stopping by your office before you left.
Your cell buzzed again indicating another text was received.
Chris: I have a few things to finish up here, then I’ll be home.
Deciding not to reply, you grabbed your bag, stuffed your script and laptop into it, and left the studio.
***
You cleaned up your room a bit, even though it wasn’t particularly dirty. The bed was made and besides a few pieces of clothing that didn’t make it into the hamper, it was mostly clean. Dodger was fed and you had let him outside when you first made it back to Chris’ house. Scott would be at the door any minute and you really hoped he’d beat Chris home. Why? Because apparently you were twelve years old again. You were one step away from locking yourself in your bedroom with angsty music from the nineties playing on full blast.
The doorbell rang and along with it, your body relaxed. Jogging to the door, you threw it open to let Scott in, who came armed with two cardboard pizza boxes.
“Hey sweets!”
You grabbed the boxes from his hands, bringing them both into the kitchen so that Scott could step out of his shoes.
“Thanks for dinner, bunches,” you replied.
“No problem.”
“Two though?” you asked, while grabbing a couple of plates from the cupboard.
Scott walked into the kitchen, giving you a hug from behind. “Even the jerk has to eat.”
“I suppose your right. I’m not sure when he’s going to be home. I’ll turn the oven on low and stick a few pieces on a cookie sheet to keep them warm.”
“So domestic!” Scott teased.
“Shut it bunches.”
Scott gasped out a laugh. “Are we throwing darts at Chris’ old head shots. I know where he hides them if that’s part of the plan.”
You turned around and threw your arms around him in a fit of giggles. “I’m so glad we’re friends.”
“Yeah, me too sweets,” Scott mumbled into your hair.
***
Scott had insisted on watching Spice World since you had never seen it, but you mentioned watching the Sandy Duncan version of Peter Pan when you were a kid and Scott couldn’t get it out of his head now. So, that’s what the two of you decided to watch. After a quick search YouTube, you found it and watched it through the Roku on the large flat screen in the living room. Sandy was flying around the Darlings’ bedroom when the front door opened.
“Hey. Didn’t know you were coming over tonight,” Chris said, presumably to Scott.
“Yeah, sweets and I are hanging out. Your welcome to join us,” Scott replied.
You kicked his foot with your own. Scott scowled at you and you shrugged your shoulders in return.
“There’s a…there’s pizza in the oven for you,” you said keep your eyes on the screen.
“Thanks,” Chris replied, flicking the back of Scott’s ear as he walked by.
“You can’t avoid him. And this is house, of course I’m going to offer that he joins us.”
“Whatever,” you mumbled, eyes going back to the TV.
Chris walked back in the room a few minutes later, sitting in the arm chair that was angled toward the side of the couch you were sitting on. He kicked up his feet on the cushion your body was half laying half sitting on. Turning your head to look at him, he bounced his eyebrows at you before turning his head to the TV.
“Sandy Duncan? God, I used to love this.”
Scott shushed Chris and you smiled.
***
The video ended and you stood up to stretch, Scott following suit. Chris disappeared into the kitchen, presumably to grab another bottle of beer.
“Welp! I’m out of here,” Scott announced, walking to the door to slip his shoes back on.
“What?” you whispered yelled, following after him.
“You two need to talk. And I mean really talk. None of this, I forgive you bullshit, let’s be friends. You know it. He knows it. We all fucking know it.”
You stood there with your mouth agape letting his statement sink in.
“Night Chris!” Scott yelled with the door already open.
Chris jogged back into the room, two beers in his hand. “You taking off already?”
“Yeah, I’m beat. Talk to you both tomorrow,” he said, stepping out and closing the door.
You stood there starring at the closed door, clearly not sure what you were supposed to do in that moment. Turning around and facing away from a closed door was a good option. Deciding you’d been standing there a second too long, you turned around to see Chris looking at you with beers still in hand. A small smile tugged on your lips.
“Beer?” He offered taking a step closer to you.
Taking the last few steps to meet him, you took the bottle he offered from his hand, fingers grazing his. “Thanks. I’m probably going to head to my room for the night.”
“Wait. Please? Could we…talk for a minute?”
Bringing the bottle to your lips, you took a long pull before lowering it and nodding. The two of you turned back to the couch Scott and you had occupied moments before. You sat on opposite ends, but both turned to face one another. You finding comfort in your bottle which you drank from again, before noticing it was half gone.
Chris licked his lips, finger tapping audibly on the bottle. “I didn’t mean it. What I said earlier today when I called you a liar. I don’t truly believe that. I was being an asshole. I’m an asshole sometimes. I know that about myself.”
His honesty surprised you. You didn’t know how to answer, so you simply nodded.
“This movie is stressing me out. When it’s your movie, it’s a lot of pressure. I want to put out a good film, it needs to be good. So, all this pressure puts me on edge. Everyone’s doing a good job and doing what they should be doing, but I have these moments where it doesn’t feel right. It’s not perfect. If it’s not perfect I have to take the fall. Who’s going to fund a film with a shitty director who puts out a shitty product?”
“It’s not shitty, Chris. The play backs I’ve seen have been amazing.”
“It’s in my head though. I don’t think I’ll stop being stressed until it’s released to be honest.”
“I get it, but…”
“But that’s not the only thing,” he interrupted. “It’s us too. You.”
“Me?” you asked, eyebrows creasing.
“I’m honestly and completely not upset about the engagement thing. It was something you had to do for a job and I’m over it.” He runs a hand through his hair. “But we went right back as if nothing happened.”
“If you’re over it and you’ve forgiven me, why can’t we move on?” you asked honestly.
“I don’t want to move on as if nothing happened.” Chris closed his eyes, mouth opening as he pulled in a big breath. “That night where you told me the truth, I told you my truth as well. I’m crazy about you Y/N and it seems like we’ve forgotten all about that. And you kissed me! How can we act like none of that happened? That none of that mattered?”
“Figured you didn’t feel that way anymore,” you mumbled before clearing your throat. “That the lie was too big and the secret was too big that you didn’t see me like that. Like someone you could care about. More than a friend.”
Chris set his bottle on the coffee table and scooted closer to you on the couch. He grabbed the bottle from your hand, placing it beside his. He took both of your hands in his, playing with the ring on your right hand with his thumb.
“Not possible.”
The words were so simple yet so deep that you felt your heart banging wildly against your ribcage.
“I still want you. Want us,” you whispered.
Chris’ lips curved up into a hesitant opened mouth smile. He brought your hands to his mouth, kissing each one, before lowering them back down between you. “That’s all I want.”
You lifted yourself to your knees, leaning in closer to him, but wanting him to decide what happens next. You kissed him the first time, it was his turn to make the move.
It didn’t take him long to decide as he let go of one of your hands, bringing it to the back of your neck and pulling you down to his lips. They were as soft as you remembered. His kissed you tenderly, with no rush, as if the two of you had all night. You pulled back slightly and gave him a smile.
“That was nice,” you said softly.
“I’m not done.”
Chris pulled your mouth back to his, kissing you gently until you felt his tongue skim along your seam. You opened immediately, allowing him entrance. He rolled his tongue along yours as you trailed your hand up his chest, along his neck, and into his hair.
The two of you made out for what felt like hours. You straddled his lap and eventually he positioned you both so that you were laying on the couch. It was kept mostly PG13 with kisses, whispered words, and a lot of cuddling. It was nice. Better than nice and you knew this wouldn’t be the end of it.
***
Chris: Can you come to my trailer? We need to go over scene 28.
Scene 28 was code for ‘I want to kiss you’. The two of you had been sneaking around on set for a week. You still hadn’t gone further than second base which was fine by you since you wanted to take this slow. Plus, you were working together. Working together and starting up a relationship could be complicated. Filming would be wrapped in a couple of weeks, and you had already committed to staying an additional month for the start of editing.
Your relationship with Chris right now was in this tight fairytale bubble that you didn’t want to pop. There was no talk of the future. Not even talk about how you’d spend the holidays. Whether it was Chris or if it was all you, either way, you wanted to stay in this bubble.
You quickly grabbed your script along with a pen and made the quick walk from the studio offices to Chris’ trailer. The sneaking around was thrilling. It was your own private secret that only you and Chris shared. No one was following you, but you couldn’t help but glance behind you every few seconds.
You reached Chris’ trailer, knocking twice on the closed door. Chris opened it wide, looking around to see if anyone was watching the two of you. They weren’t.
“Hey! You wanted to go over that scene?” you asked too loudly.
“Ye-yeah. Come on in Y/N.”
They two of you were so good at this game.
You stepped in, shutting and locking the door behind you. Chris grabbed your script and pen before you had a chance to set them down. With his free hand, he grabbed your elbow and brought you to him, capturing your lips in a heated kiss.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispered against your lips.
You gave him a chaste kiss. “I just saw you this morning.”
He kissed you again. “Yeah, that was hours ago.”
You laughed, wrapping both arms around his neck as Chris started walking the two of you backwards to the bedroom, his mouth never leaving yours. Your calves hit the end of the bed, so you lowered your bottom to the soft mattress. Chris lowered himself over you and dragged the two of you up the bed until your head hit the pillows.
“Can’t wait until we don’t have to hide this. Us,” he said against your ear, mouth leaving wet kisses along the length of your neck.
“Me too. This is fun though,” you moaned when his tongue traced the shell of your ear.
“It is. But I want to take you out and not have people whispering about us,” he said, causing you to giggle. “What?” His face pulled back to look at your own.
“Well, you are Chris Evans. They’re going to stare and whisper about you no matter what.”
“Shut it,” Chris replied, kissing your nose.
***
“Are you ready babe?” Chris called from the hallway outside your room.
“Just about,” you called back finishing your hair in the mirror attached to the closet door.
Grabbing your lip balm from the dresser, you stock it in the pocket of your jeans and joined Chris in the living room.
“Wow. You look great,” Chris drawled out.
You looked down at your dark jeans, boots, and burgundy sweater. “This?”
Chris wrapped you in his arms. “Just beautiful.”
You kissed his perfect pout. “You’re too kind Mr. Evans. Now, let’s go. I’m hungry.”
Chris interlaced your fingers and pulled you to the door.
Dinner was at Chris’ mother’s house tonight. It wasn’t the first time; in fact, it was the fifth time not including brunch one Sunday since you came to town. You had met the whole Evans clan minus his father and you truly liked them all. You missed your family back home in the Midwest, so being around a close bunch such as the Evans made you happy.
“Ma! We’re here!” Chris yelled as the two of you walked into her home.
“You don’t need me to make yourselves comfortable,” Lisa said, peeking her head outside the kitchen.
“Hi Lisa,” you said with a wave, Chris still holding your other hand.
“Hi sweetie. Dinner should be ready in five. You know where the drinks are.”
“Sure do.”
You pulled Chris in the kitchen with you, not that you needed him to accompany you, but he wouldn’t let go of your hand. Chris released your hand when you gave him a look. You needed both your hands to grab glasses from the upper cupboard after all.
Digging into the fridge, you pulled out a pitcher of lemonade no doubt made by Lisa that afternoon. You poured two glasses and put the pitcher back in the refrigerator before handing Chris his glass, only for him to set it on the counter. He took your free hand in his once again.
“Ma,” he said, Lisa turning from the stove to look at him. “I’d like you to meet Y/N.”
Lisa chuckled as did you. Her face one of confusion. “Christopher, are you feeling alright?”
“I’m feeling wonderful ma.”
Lisa stood in front of the two of you. “Then why are you introducing me to Y/N who I already know?”
“Well,” Chris started, coy smile on his face. “I’d like to introduce you to Y/N, my girlfriend.”
A surprised smile sprung up on your face as you squeezed Chris’ hand tightly.
“Oh! This is quite the development. When did this start?” she asked pointing between the two of you.
“A little more than two weeks ago,” he replied, throwing arm around your shoulder.
“Well, then I say, it’s about time,” Lisa replied, giving you a wink and turning back to the stove. “But how’s this going to work when Y/N goes back home to California?”
That was a question the two you in your fairytale bubble hadn’t yet discussed, but would need to.
***
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Masterlist
*Updated 09/28/20*
Series:
Unforgettable: You thought your life would be played out the way you thought. But due to a tragic event, you left everything, including your soulmate, Bucky Barnes. Parts 1 2 3 (on hold)
Strangers In The Mind (Soulmate AU): A cure has been found for Bucky and as he is going under treatment, he starts having bizarre dreams about you. He doesn’t know why or how. Never in his life has he actually met you but, he is determined to find you. Parts 1 2 3 4 (on hold)
Little Did You Know (Ex-Mafia!Bucky): You thought your upbringing in a mafia home was a difficult time in your life, fighting for the love of Bucky Barnes who didn’t meet your father’s standards. But even when you’ve both stayed away from that chaotic life, the past returns and things get out of hand. The home you both built tumbled harsher as your reality flew out the window and so did your heart. (Modern AU) WIP
It’s You , Part 2 , Part 3 - In which your date doesn’t go well and you meet a stranger who makes you forget all about it with his witty charm. But no numbers or names are exchanged between you two, leaving you both hopeless yet love crazed, never to find one another. Or so you think. (Modern AU) | {Requested by Anon}
One-Shots: (* = smut)
Little Moments - You’re entirely invested in finishing up a home project and when you don’t take a break, Bucky takes the matter into his own hands. (drabble)
Always and Forever - When a mission leaves you badly injured, help is a few hours away and Bucky desperately tries his best to keep you awake by rambling loudly about random things. (drabble)
Coming Home *- Bucky comes home from a mission riled up more than ever, thanks to you. You’ve fallen asleep but that doesn’t stop him from indulging in his needs.
Love Is A B*tch *- You promised yourself you wouldn’t slip- your wounds still fresh. He broke your heart but you were deeply in love with James Buchanan Barnes… you should have known better.
Million Dollar Man * - Working for a fashion designer had it up and downs, especially when you received a late phone call from your boss who needed you right away. You were hoping to get the work done then leave, but one thing leads to another. (Fashion Designer! Bucky x Assistant! Reader)
The Experiment * - Curiosity got the best of you so you planned to have an intimate night with Bucky that quickly turned into an experiment. You’re quite the evil little shit ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (drabble)
Small Girls * - Mornings often leave you in a playful mood, but some insecurities about your flat chest have you wondering if Bucky pretends to like them. But all that quickly changes when you push the right buttons. {Requested}
Into the Woods * - After 5 months of constant teasing while you’re on a mission, you’re fed up with Bucky and his shenanigans. But with time to spare, Bucky decides to have a little fun.
Magnets - What could possibly be the best way to let someone know some exciting news? You went with an easy plan in such a short amount of time but you wanted to cherish the moment with Bucky, even if it was cheesy. At least you’d have a story to tell your firstborn and how exactly it went down.
Dulce de Leche- Bucky couldn’t sleep due to his nightmare but you knew what would help.
The Big, the Bad, and the Cute? - After a long, stressful day of doing mob work, Bucky just wants to be home and sleep but a few lil monsters won’t give him the peace that easily. (Modern AU & Mobster!Dad!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
The Night - Steve didn’t want to go to prom, not seeing the point of going since he’s never noticed. Bucky takes matters into his hands to makes sure his best friend has the time of his life. (drabble) | {Requested}
I Told You So - Your eldest child is going through adolescence so when she comes home after a rough day at school, you and Bucky try to get to the bottom of her behavior - little do they know she’s got a crush.
Babysitter for a Day - When there’s an upcoming event that you want to attend so badly, Bucky steps in and is the babysitter but is he able to handle work and kids at the same time? (Modern AU & Mobster!Dad!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Honesty Is The Best Policy - Bucky discovers a little black book with your initials on the cover when he’s left alone in your room and takes it in hopes that it would answer his question about you. Will he do the right thing after he comes to his senses or test your friendship? {Requested}
Oh Baby Baby - You were having a hard time balancing work, home life, and a baby, causing you severe exhaustion so Bucky decides to look after the baby. Everything starts off smooth, but babies aren’t that easy to handle. (Dad!Bucky)
One-Shots:
Date Night *- You and Lance go out on a date but Lance has his own plans for you.
Blind Love - (Part 2 to come) When revealing true feelings for the one you love is too late and the only thing left behind is pain. (Best friends AU)
One-Shots:
Dreams Cum True * - You thought giving Hal Carter a cold glass of lemonade would be a friendly gesture as he works in the shed of your farm until you find him doing something unexpected. Part 2
Morning Charades * - Hal takes the time to mess around in bed while you shower. (drabble)
A Night to Remember * - You’ve had enough of Hal’s gentle ways with you and wanted what your friends were experiencing, so you question him to which he did not see coming.
One-Shots:
Exposed * - Thanks to Hugo Boss for dressing Sebastian for the night, you couldn’t resist being a minx and drastic actions are taken for pleasure.
Dance - Hard decisions are apart of life and yours is eating you alive. Sebastian sees what it’s doing to you, so he diverts your mind with a little bit of dancing.
Dinner Party *- You hadn’t seen Sebastian since he left to film Infinity War and he was coming home tonight so you and your girlfriend decided to have a small dinner with just the three of you. What happened after, wasn’t planned. (Bisexual!Reader)
Sleeping in *- Weekends were meant to sleep in, yet Sebastian had a hard time last night, not getting an ounce of rest since you’ve been teasing him. He should be used to it; you were his girlfriend who loved doing it because he got hard every time. But this time, you didn’t do anything about it and went to bed. Seb couldn’t just lay there and suffer, so he took the matter into own his hands.
Yes, Coach? *- It’s your final year of college and your coaches, Sebastian and Chris, wanted to give you a going away present. But you didn’t expect both of them to ruin you in one night. (Sebastian Stan x Reader x Chris Evans) | {Requested}
Extras:
STUCKY x READER
A Nuisance - Everyone has their bad days and unfortunately yours was a mixture of exhaustion and being sick. Steve and Bucky made it their goal to make your day a little better by spoiling you the best they can but how could they help when every ounce of physical love annoyed you? | Marvel AU |
The Trip (Blaine HTTM x Reader) *- Blaine takes you on a getaway to a new ski resort for a week, craving to spend time with you. You’re stressed with work and can’t get it out of your mind but Blaine deters it elsewhere, and soon gets lost while driving. You two finally make it to the cabin, exhausted and hungry, however, after a warm bath and food, your night turns for the better.
One-Shots:
The Ultimate Betrayal *- You’ve been living amongst the Avengers, growing feelings for Steve as your friendship almost turn into something more. But your true intentions are revealed and Steve is put to the test. (Hydra Agent!Reader) | {Requested}
Everybody Knows - Steve couldn’t keep up with his relationship, always putting you second and ignoring what you needed. The world came first and so did the shield. You two fell out of love, there was no point in saving it as you grew tired. Even after you tried and tried, only to fail. After your departure, Steve now realizes his mistakes and he needs you more than ever, but you’re not his anymore. Part 2
One-Shots:
The Call * - You hoped to have a movie night all to yourself with no interruptions, but Chris loved interfering at the right moment.
Mine *- Chris sees you talking and getting flustered by some other guy. Jealousy strikes him and he reminds you who you belong to.
To Spice Things Up * - You and Chris decide to spice things up in the bedroom but will Chris enjoy it as much as you?
My Everything - You’re really self-conscious about yourself and aren’t sure why Chris chose you to be his wife. {Requested}
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