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Playing With Fire
Chapter 21
Summary: After a change of heart nearly ten years into her career as a pediatric intensive care unit nurse, Ellie Maxwell has moved back home and returned to her old job at the local bakery, where the regulars are the firefighters from down the street. When sparks begin to fly between Ellie and the guarded, closed-off Chris, will anything come of it?
Pairing: Firefighter!Chris Evans X OFC Elizabeth “Ellie” Maxwell
Word Count: 3,248
By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour
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Warnings: SMUT. 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI. We block minors!
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Ellie put the last of the groceries into the freezer, watching as the brightly colored Eggo box disappeared as she shut the freezer drawer. Turning around, her eyes found Hazel at the island, her legs kicking as she flipped through a picture book happily. “Alright Hazie, are you going to help me make dinner?” She asked, glancing at the pot of boiling water on the stove.
It still felt wildly unfamiliar to be in Chris’ home taking care of Hazel without Chris, but as the weeks had gone by, they’d fallen into a rhythm. Chris worked his normal schedule, being gone from Thursday mornings to Saturday evenings, while Lisa and Ellie split caretaking days. And it certainly didn’t hurt that today was a special Friday, one on the cusp of a weekend away for all of them, and one where Chris’ arrival home was imminent.
“Can Mr. Duck help too?” Hazel replied, reaching for the well-loved – and worn-out – looking duck toy next to her.
“How about we have Mr. Duck supervise us. I’ll put him right here where he won’t get dirty,” Ellie smiled, reaching to put the duck on the counter, a good distance from the stove. “Can you grab the box of spaghetti?” She added, pointing to the pantry.
Hazel followed her instructions, but when she came out of the pantry a few moments later, ehr brows were furrowed in confusion. Ellie took the box from her when she held it up, but Hazel quietly informed her, “These aren’t the right ones.”
“What do you mean, Hazie? These are spaghetti,” Ellie chuckled as she dumped the noodles into the boiling water. By the time the water was salted and the timer was set, Hazel had pulled a barstool over next to Ellie and climbed on top of it.
“Daddy and Mommy always buy the green ones,” she said with a shrug.
“Oh do they?” Ellie asked, and when she remembered which box had the ‘green noodles’, she was outright impressed with Ashlee and Chris’ sly vegetable inclusions. “Well we’re just going to have a different kind tonight, but next time I’ll make sure I buy the right box.”
Hazel nooded, her hand moving to play with the beaded bracelet she’d made at camp that week. “Can we have them tomorrow?”
“Remember that tomorrow we’re going to take you to spend a few days with your mom,” Ellie reminded her with a smile, moving around Hazel to grab the jar of pasta sauce, opening it and handing it – along with a bowl – to Hazel. As Hazel silently dumped the jar of sauce into the bowl, almost emotionless at Ellie’s mention of Ashlee, she asked the little girl, “Are you excited to see her, Hazie?”
Hazel was quiet for several long moments, watching as Ellie took the bowl and put it in the microwave. “Yeah, I miss mommy,” she finally admitted, near silently.
“I heard that mommy tried to call you and you told daddy that you didn’t want to talk…” Ellie mentioned, remembering the surprise in Chris’ voice when he told her about it earlier that week. A frown appeared on the five-year-old’s face as she shrugged, looking down at her bare feet. “Hazel, why didn’t you want to talk to her?”
“I dunno,” she finally answered, her voice small and meek.
“Were you mad at her?” Ellie asked, watching the way Hazel glanced at her quickly before her gaze shifted away, instead landing on Mr. Duck. “You know that it’s okay if you were, honey. You can tell me.”
“I guess so,” Hazel sighed with a shrug, her frown remaining. “She moved away.”
“It’s okay to be upset, Hazie, but you still need to talk to her,” Ellie told her quietly, stirring the pasta quickly before she reached a hand out to hold Hazel’s. “Do you know just how much your mommy loves you?”
“A lot…”
“That’s right, and her moving didn’t have anything to do with you. She loves you like crazy and is so excited to spend the weekend with you,” Ellie smiled, dropping Hazel’s hand to play with her curly hair, tucking a stray strand behind her ear and fixing her braid. “And I know you’re excited to see her too.”
Hazel was quiet as Ellie fixed her hair carefully, her brown eyes wide and upset as she confessed, “I miss mommy, I miss her a lot.”
“Then you know what you need to do?” Ellie asked, her voice dripping with forced enthusiasm. “You need to tell her that and make sure that you tell her how much you love her tomorrow when you see her.”
Hazel nodded, a small smile on her face. “Okay, I will,” she agreed, standing on one leg before she alternated to the other.
“Now though I think you better try one of those peanut butter cookies I made while you were at camp and tell me if they’re any good,” Ellie told her, pulling the tupperware container of cookies to sit in front of Hazel with a grin.
The sound of the front door opening echoed in the home before they each heard the sound of Dodger’s nails clacking on the floor, making Hazel scramble down to the floor to happily throw her arms around the dog and pet his soft fur and plant a big kiss on his head, making the sound of Chris’ laughter ring out before asking, “Hey do I get one of those kisses?”
“Daddy!” Hazel laughed, squirming away from Chris as his beard tickled her skin.
“There’s my Hazel Bo Basil,” Chris smiled, crouching down as he hugged his daughter for the first time since early Wednesday morning. “How was camp today?”
“It was fun, look at the bracelet I made!” Hazel excitedly told him, holding up her wrist and showing Chris the colorful bracelet. “Then Ellie took me to Target and let me pick out a new toy!”
Ellie gasped just as Chris met her eyes and gave her an amused look, saying to the little girl, “Hazel! That was supposed to be our secret!”
“As if I didn’t already know you spoil her like crazy,” Chris laughed, kissing Hazel’s forehead again and giving her one last squeeze – and tickle – before he stood up.
Ellie just playfully stuck her tongue out at Chris, making him laugh before he made his way over to her and finally got the kiss they both were eager to share. It didn’t last long, everyone getting into their dinner routine of Chris pulling out all the plates and getting drinks for everyone, Hazel getting the napkins and silverware, while Ellie finished the food and dished it up.
With the warm weather, they took their meal out to the deck, enjoying the sunshine while they ate. Hazel had barely finished her last bite before asking if she could play in the sprinkler, Chris easily agreeing and moving to turn it on for her while she changed into her swimsuit. Hazel came running back out to start hopping through the spray of water while Dodger chased her. Both he and Ellie enjoyed the amusing entertainment and sounds of her giggling before they each sat back in their chairs after finishing the meal.
“How did everything go today?” Chris asked her curiously, his voice low as his eyes followed the girl and happy dog.
“Good,” Ellie shrugged, twirling her fork around the spaghetti. “We had a talk about Ashlee.”
His eyebrows raised in surprise from behind his dark sunglasses. “Oh did you?” He asked, reaching to take a sip from his wine.
“She’s still working through her feelings and I think is just feeling upset about everything. She told me how much she misses Ashlee so I told her that she needs to tell her that when we drop her off tomorrow,” Ellie explained, giving him a soft smile of reassurance.
“Thank you Elles, you’ve just been… incredible through all of this,” he paused, shaking his head in awe. “And Ashlee recognizes that too. She said so when I talked to her on the way home.”
Ellie raised her eyebrows quickly at the mention of Ashlee, giving him a slight frown. “I hope that conversation went well.”
“It did. We were just figuring out where to meet tomorrow when we swap Hazel since we’re going to meet halfway,” he shrugged, leaning away from his empty plate and looking back out at Hazel with a fond smile. “I also talked to her about something else…”
“That sounds a little ominous,” Ellie huffed out a laugh.
“No, it’s good,” he reassured her, pausing before he grinned slightly. “We had always agreed that neither of us would have anyone spend the night while Hazel is in the house, but we’re breaking that for you.”
“Oh Chris, are you sure? Is Ashlee okay with that?” She hurriedly asked, her cheeks warming.
“We agreed that it’s not fair for you to help out so much with Hazel and then also not ever get any time to ourselves,” he explained with a shrug, a slight, brief smirk on his lips. “And I know that you’re going to say you don’t mind but I do. It’s not good for our relationship to never be able to be alone… and I miss you, Elles. I miss us being together.”
“I do too,” Ellie admitted honestly, tilting her head as she watched him. “I can’t wait for our camping trip this weekend.”
“God, me too. It’s our first time being alone since all of this started over a month ago,” Chris sighed, shaking his head.
Ellie raised an eyebrow, her voice dry as she replied, “Trust me, I know.”
“Don’t worry, I’m going to make it up to you this weekend,” Chris promised, before he paused with a large smirk. “And then some.”
The promise was on the forefront of his mind, and Chris was determined to keep his word the next day as they drove out to a campsite. They’d already dropped Dodger off at Scott’s that morning, followed by handing off Hazel to Ashlee at a McDonald’s just off the highway about an hour outside of the city. And while they were filled with excitement, there was that overwhelming sense of peace Chris always felt when he was with Ellie, the feeling of her hand in his as they drove making him feel as if everything was right with the world.
Their hands stayed connected as they hiked out to the lake, finding the spot Chris used to spend a lot of time at before Hazel or Ashlee were ever in his life and it felt so good to be back. They dropped their packs before Chris pulled out the good sized tent, getting straight to work setting it up while Ellie organized their cooking supplies and set them up neatly.
Chris was so engrossed in setting up the tent that he didn’t even look over at Ellie until he was completely finished with it but once his gaze met hers, nothing else was on his mind. He found her sitting on a nearby rock, her shoes long gone and blonde hair starting to fall out of its ponytail. The baggy gray tee shirt clung to her glistening skin and those tiny spandex shorts showing off her long legs.
His voice was low and reverberated inside his chest while he told her with hunger in his eyes, “C’mere.”
Ellie’s brows furrowed as she let out a short laugh, asking him, “Why?”
“I think you know why,” Chris told her as he moved closer, coming to rest in front of her as she squinted up at him and into the sunlight.
“I didn’t realize the woods got you so worked up,” she laughed as a sideways grin appeared on her lips.
He shrugged, his lips pursed playfully as he simply replied, “They don’t, but finally having you all to myself does.”
And Chris knew just how that was. The past month had been full of so many ups and downs, first with his emotions going for a roller coaster ride with finding out Ashlee’s news and then having to tell Hazel and have the fallout of her feelings that came after. Ellie had been nothing but kind and patient through it all, but the circumstances had only allowed them to be in bed together once, and it had ended up being quick with Ellie having to leave for the bakery soon after.
It felt like heaven when his lips were finally on hers again without having to hold anything back, and by the way Ellie was rubbing her body up against him like a kitten, he could tell that he wasn’t the only one who had missed this. They kept kissing and kissing fervently out in the sunshine, the peaceful sounds of nature around them mixed with a few grunts that came from Chris’ lips and Ellie’s little sighs as he sucked on her bottom lip.
He started walking her a little closer to the tent, his hands grabbing her shirt in the process and tossing it over to land on the nearby backpack, telling her, “You’re not going to need that.” His lips attached back to her neck while his fingers unclipped her bra, easily pulling that off, “Or this.”
“Probably not these either,” Ellie smiled, hooking her fingers into her tiny shorts and shoved them down her legs, leaving Chris feeling as if he was going to pass out, getting to see her naked frame glistening in the bright sunshine.
He walked them backwards as she met his lips, her hand keeping his face pressed to hers as they entered the tent. She only broke away from his lips to zip the flap of the tent, and once she turned around, his heart began racing. Chris was internally thankful that he had the foresight to pump up the air mattress at the same time he set up the tent, already having Ellie laying out on it, her blonde hair falling around her face while she reached out for him.
“God, I missed you like this, Elles,” he practically panted as he looked at her, seeing the desperation in her eyes.
But she didn’t get a chance to respond to him, Chris not being able to wait any longer to lower his face down, pressing his lips along her thighs before he reached his destination. He loved hearing the hitch in her throat when he placed a tender kiss right above her slit while he wrapped his thick arms underneath her legs, snaking them around to hold onto her hips. Chris could feel his own desire pressing hard against his shorts but he pushed that from his mind as he dove in in one swift move.
A shiver ran down his spine and he wasn’t sure if it was from getting to finally taste her again, hearing the sharp gasp that came from those beautiful pink lips, or the way her back arched in response to him. He tightened his hold on her hips, pulling her lower half even tighter to him, letting his tongue rub along every part of her warm core and only making the temperature in the tent get hotter.
He didn’t let up, meticulously moving his tongue up and down just the way she liked, causing Ellie to wriggle and writhe underneath him. Chris almost forgot how sensual she looked when she was this way, thighs clenching tightly around his shoulders while her back kept arching and falling like the crashing of the ocean waves. He loved the feel of her soft skin against his touch while her melodic cries filled his ears, her body clenching and inviting his tongue to go wherever it pleased.
Normally he loved to bring her to her peak this way, getting to kiss her soft body as she came down from her high and slowly move into easing inside her, but this time was different. They both wanted each other, and they wanted it bad. He knew there would be more than enough time for romanticism, tenderness, and slowness, but he wanted her fully cognizant, desperate, and needy for him, and that’s exactly what he got when he pulled his glistening beard away from her.
“No, no, please baby,” she whined, her hands moving helplessly towards him.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to leave you hanging, sweet girl,” he promised with a smirk, leaning down and kissing the closest patch of skin and earning a sharp intake of breath.
He watched the way she rubbed a hand along her face that was tightly screwed up, her body begging him for more. Chris was absolutely throbbing as he gazed at her, peeling off his clothing as quickly as he could and got back to pin her underneath his broad frame. He started nipping along her shoulder while he used a hand to line himself up at her wet entrance and pushed in gently, knowing that she might need a moment to adjust but when Ellie just whined and rolled her body up against his, hands clutching at his neck, he knew that she was more than ready.
Chris began to find a steady pace, using his effortless strength to snap his hips in hard and deep with each thrust, causing Ellie’s fingertips to dig into his shoulders from the deep pleasure. He could barely hang on himself, it had been so long since he was tucked deep inside her warm inviting walls that hugged him so tightly. He needed this – no they needed this and their ragged breath informed one another just how much.
“Elles, I can’t,” he grunted, pausing as he let out a shuddering breath. “I can’t make it much longer.”
As if replying to him, her legs wrapped around his firm backside and only pulled him into her even deeper, wordlessly saying she wanted whatever he was going to give her. He tried to steady his breathing and keep going but God, she just felt so fucking good and the way she was moaning was something he knew he wouldn’t soon forget. He kept thrusting firm deliberate thrusts while bringing his hand down so that his thumb could start rubbing quick circles against her sensitive clit, making her whole body grow rigid as she clung to him.
He tried to hang on but just couldn’t handle the sensations, unable to stop himself from spilling out his white hot essence inside of her with a strangled “Fuck,” as he did so. Chris’ breathing was uneven and his hips were still but he kept working at her clit, only having to give a few more tight, pressing circular motions to have her body tightening up before finally having that mind blowing release that was written all over her beautiful face.
But now, as he gently pulled his softening length out of her and they caught their breath, he got what they had missed out on earlier. Chris laid down next to her and got to pull her sweaty body up against his own, kissing at the top of her head while he just held her, loving nothing more than feeling her tucked inside his embrace.
He was halfway to sleep when he felt Ellie move her head against the sweaty skin of his neck, and her voice was quiet as she asked him, “So is this a good birthday present? Even if it was a little delayed.”
“The best.”
A/N: Only two chapters left! We can't wait for you to read more and would love to hear your thoughts.
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_ HEAT OF THE MOMENT (AU masterlist)
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FEATURED PAIRINGS — Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Reader / Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Reader / Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Reader / Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Reader / Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Reader / Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Reader / Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Reader / Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Reader / Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reader
AU INTRO — The local fire department, the famous and beloved Station 616, is just teeming with eligible bachelors... but not for long! Summers are for falling in love, after all.
CONTENTS AND WARNINGS — Modern AU, firefighter AU, crossover fic, language, fluff, mild angst, sexual content (ranging from mild to explicit), rom-com vibes, no use of y/n, each character gets their own Reader (not a poly fic), playboy tendencies, age gap, friends to lovers, workplace romances, enemies to lovers, allusions to divorce/troubled marriages, and possibly more as the stories are written.
NOTE — Each story is a three-part miniseries and can be read as standalones. I do not currently have any plans to write any more than what’s listed, but I will never say never. There is also no release schedule; I will post at my own leisure so please refrain from asking, thank you!
LAST UPDATED: March 31, 2024
STATUS: Coming Soon
PLAYING WITH FIRE
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Photographer f!Reader
Ari is the dedicated fire chief of Station 616 who runs the show with an iron fist and a heart of gold, but the one thing he can’t seem to get a handle on is his personal life—until the Station is partnered up with a new bright-eyed photographer for this year’s charity calendar photoshoot.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
MOTH TO A FLAME
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Firefighter f!Reader
There are strict rules to be followed in life, otherwise the world would descend to chaos, right? You insist on never dating a coworker, while Bucky insists on not dating at all. Well, fortunately for the both of you, everyone knows rules are made to be broken.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
FIRE AND WHISKEY
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Bartender f!Reader
It’s tradition that the entire squad heads down to the same local hole in the wall for any occasion, no matter what it is, okay? It has absolutely nothing to do with Jensen’s insanely obvious crush on the badass bartender, capeesh?
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
COMIN’ IN HOT
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Volunteer f!Reader
At just 5’4” and 95 pounds soaking wet, Steve is the scrawniest yet the most determined member of the 616 team. Often underestimated, he finds solace in a budding relationship with the part-time volunteer at the firehouse, who seems to see right through his physical appearance.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
BURNING UP
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Business Owner f!Reader
You are horrified when you head to work one day only to discover that your precious store has gone up in flames. And if that isn’t already terrible enough, it seems the crabby, unsmiling fire marshal assigned to your case is already convinced that you’re guilty of arson.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
HEAT WAVE
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Environmentalist f!Reader
Loki, the enigmatic and secretly sensitive member of the team, is dispatched to a scene across town, he’s not expecting anything out of the ordinary. Imagine his surprise when he finds a woman from his past, chained to a tree, and leading an environmental protest that is quickly getting out of hand.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
WARM BEDS
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Teacher f!Reader
Lloyd doesn’t actually like teaching fire safety to snot-nosed brats, but he loves going on the prowl for his next one night stand with the single moms, teachers, and school administrators… until he meets his match in a new no-nonsense teacher, who remains frustratingly unimpressed in the face of his uniform and charm.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
HOT-BLOODED
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Grad Student f!Reader
You’re usually very level-headed, okay? You’re not usually the type to get into scrapes like this. All you wanted was a tiny bit of revenge on your cheating, lying ex-boyfriend… you didn’t expect your rage to get the better of you, nor did you expect the fire you set to his car to get so out of control.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
WORLD ON FIRE
_ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reporter f!Reader
Rumours begin to swirl around Station 616, calling into question the integrity of the fire department’s hiring policies. But when you meet Pietro Maximoff, the firefighter at the centre of all the controversy, suddenly the price of a potentially career-making story is no longer one you’re willing to pay.
Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3
NOTES — I cannot wait to share these with you!!! 🥰
#ari levinson x reader#bucky barnes x reader#steve rogers x reader#loki laufeyson x reader#thor odinson x reader#lloyd hansen x reader#jake jensen x reader#frank adler x reader#pietro maximoff x reader#firefighter au#au: heat of the moment#marvel fanfiction#chris evans character fanfiction
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Flufftober 2023!
Hey y’all! Enjoy all of the fluff!
Decorations: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Heroics: Firefighter!Natasha x Reader
Family Fun Day: Milf!Wanda Maximoff x Reader
The Sweetest Treat: Kate Bishop x Reader
Pumpkin Pie: Florence Pugh x Reader
Happy fall y’all!
#natasha romanoff x reader#wanda maximoff x reader#kate bishop x reader#florence pugh x reader#elizabeth olsen x reader#milf!wanda#firefighter!nat#I’m open to more!#carol danvers x reader#jennifer walters x reader#chris evans x reader#steve rogers x reader#miguel o’hara x reader#tom holland x reader#spider man#togrowoldinv flufftober 2023
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what’s gayer folks, doing it in the ass or arguing with another man about how he abandoned you and your son in the middle of a grocery store?
bonus: buck trying to discuss visitation like he’s christopher’s dad and not just eddie’s friend
#i’m sorry but eddie is giving EXTREME disappointed/scorned wife energy here#the rest of the 118 watching their two newest firefighters have what amounts to a domestic married couple argument in the produce aisle:#god i hated this episode not because it wasn’t good simply because i wanted to punch so many people in the fucking face#911#911 abc#911 show#buddie#christopher diaz#chris diaz#evan buckley#buck buckley#evan buck buckely#edmundo diaz#eddie diaz#edmundo eddie diaz
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Burnin' On - Firefighter!Chris x Reader (2 am)
A/N: Okay it was no secret that I absolutely love these two and I couldn't stop writing them! So here's the extensions series! There's no real over-arching plot, just interconnected one-shots as and when I think of them! This will contain spoilers to the original series so go check that out of you haven't already
Summary: After a very long day you return home surprised to find Chris had waited for you
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: Fluff!
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
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2 am
Your eyelids felt heavy as you finally pulled up outside the house. You let out a long sigh as you dragged your hands down your face before glancing at the time.
It was well past 2 am.
Glancing back up at the house you could see no lights were on. You had texted Chris the code to tell him it was going to be a late one so he no doubt had gone to bed hours ago. There was nothing you wanted more than to climb into bed and snuggle up next to him, if Dodger had left you any space that is.
Even though you were exhausted you remained sat in your car for another couple of minutes just gathering the energy to move. It had been an exhausting day, not just physically but emotionally too.
Eventually, you did manage to bring yourself to climb out of the car and head inside. You made sure you were as quiet as possible as you closed the door, took off your shoes and jacket. You didn’t want to accidentally wake Chris.
Even though you didn’t have much of an appetite you knew you needed to have something to eat. The last proper meal you had was lunch and that was over twelve hours ago. You also knew you’d just wake up hungry again in a couple hours if you didn’t and you really wanted to sleep for hours after today.
Walking into the living room you flicked on the light only to be startled by Chris startling awake from his spot on the couch. You clutched your chest as you tried to get your breathing back under control.
“Chris what the hell? You scared the shit out of me!” You complained as your heart rate finally returned to normal.
“Sorry,” he said rubbing the sleep from his eyes “I didn’t mean to scare you, or fall asleep, I was trying to stay awake until you got home” he explained.
“Why? I texted to say I’d be home late so you didn’t need to stay up” you told him, pulling out your phone to double-check you’d actually sent the code.
“I know” Chris said pushing himself up from the couch and walking over to you “I also knew tonight was gonna be a hard night and I didn’t like the idea of you getting home and being alone” he explained placing his hands on your arms.
You instantly softened hearing his reason, stepping into his embrace, burying your head in his chest as you let out a shaky breath. Chris instantly wrapped his arm around you pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.
“Wanna talk about it?” He asked softly, rubbing your soothingly.
“Not yet, I think I’m still processing it all, I just wanna sleep but I should eat first” you sighed pulling away enough to look up at him.
“Okay, I saved you a plate so I’ll go warm it up, make yourself comfortable” Chris smiled softly, nodding to the couch.
“Not too comfortable otherwise I’ll be asleep before you even get into the kitchen” you pointed out.
Chris lets out a small snort of laughter “Okay make yourself uncomfortable” he chuckled.
You give him a tired smile as you sit down on the couch, sitting on the edge as you knew that if you sat too far back sleep would be too inviting. Thankfully it wasn’t long until Chris returned with a plateful of food for you, and a smaller plate for himself.
The two of you sat in comfortable silence as you ate. Once you were finished you set your plate down on the coffee table and let out a long sigh.
“We found the body,” you told Chris.
You heard him let out a long sigh as he put his hand on the small of your back. He didn’t say anything though, he knew to just give you time to talk it all through.
“We still have to confirm it's her because there was a lot of decay but she was in the exact spot he said she was” You continued rubbing your hand over your forehead “I just… I feel so sorry for the families…. Both of them… one lost their daughter and the other has just found out their son isn’t who they thought he was”
Chris let out another sigh as he shifted closer to you, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you closer into his side. He knew exactly where your mind was going, it hadn’t been that long since you found out your own father wasn’t who you thought he was.
You let out a shuddering sigh as you wiped away the stray tears that fell “Sorry” you muttered.
“Hey, hey, hey,” Chris said shaking his head “You have nothing to apologise for”
“I shouldn’t be thinking of him though” you pointed out looking up at him.
“It's okay, it’s natural and you always will it’ll just be easier to move on” Chris reassured you “And I know it sucks and it hurts but it means you understand what they’re going through and feeling and you’ll be able to provide them the correct support”
You sighed nodding your head “Yeah you’re right, thank you” you say looking up at him.
Chris gave you a soft smile “It’s nothing, now let's get you up to bed, you deserve it” he said as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.
“I don’t think I have the energy to stand” you admitted making Chris chuckle.
“Don’t you worry about that” he said with a lopsided smile before he stood up, hooked his arms around you and lifted you into his arms.
You let out a squeak of surprise before quickly snuggling into his arms. You smiled up at him forever grateful that you had him in your life to look after you after tough shifts, providing you a safe space that you never had before. He hadn’t even made it all the way upstairs before you fell asleep in his arms.
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#niamhwrites#Burnin' On#Burnin' Up Series#firefighter!au#Firefighter!Chris#Chris Evans#Chris Evans x Reader#Chris Evans x You#Chris Evans x Y/N
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1. focusing on buddies dynamic!!!
2. christopher is dating???
3. hen as interim!!!! my bb <3
4. more henren babies SLAYING
we are back and better than ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a win for the gays!!!
#911#911 show#911 on abc#buddie#henren#henrietta wilson#karen wilson#evan buck buckley#eddie diaz#buckley diaz family#henren family#christopher diaz#chris is all grown up wtf#gay firefighter show
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Cuteness overload of 911 Buck & Christopher #JustKeepSwimming ♥️
#911 on fox#oliver stark#gavin mchugh#Evan Buck Buckley & Christopher Diaz#Christopher Diaz#Evan Buck Buckley#Buck & Chris#Father & Son#that gay firefighter show
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if you bled, I bleed the same
if you’re scared, I’m on my way
did you run away? did you run away?
if you ran away, come back home
just come home
SYML -Where’s My Love
[ID in alt text <3]
#911 edit#911edit#buddie#buddie edit#eddie diaz#evan buckley#eddie diaz edit#evan buckley edit#tw blood#911 on fox#911 fox#911foxedit#9-1-1#my edit#this is a little rough#because I didn't put super much work into it because it wasn't the edit I had set out to make#it's just that the song came on while I was doing other stuff and it struck me how well it fits them <3#also#ajlksdfhaskjhaskj originally the last pic was supposed to be eddie being back to being a firefighter but one the 5x16 pics all have HORRIBLE#lighting and are not fun to work with unfortunately and two actually the two of them and that domestic conversation in chris' room with#eddie finally settled into who he is and who he wants to be but still fighting and leaving to confront his parents actually fit even better#<33333333#I love them a normal amount I promise#also saldkjfhaskhfas don't know if you'll see this neethu BUT I am absolutely delighted that we both posted an edit that had the concept#of buck asking eddie to come home in the last piece of the edit within like an hour of each other#love that for us xDD
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Burning Up, Chapter 1
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: sexual tension, flirting, nothing major.
“Oh my god, it’s horrible in here!”
“Seriously,” you agreed, “I can barely see two feet in front of me…who’s in charge of the fucking smoke machine?”
“Ken?”
“Girl I can barely see!”
“Maybe it was supposed to be Eric?”
“Never again,” you giggled, drinking from your plastic, red solo cup, “whoever it was, can we just agree on that? Veto any smoke machines at the party ever again.”
“Oh yeah!”
“Definitely.”
You and your two best friends giggled, leaning against one another. Down the hall you could see the smoke machine going off still, and you leaned towards the window just as a large set of hands did, “Oh, I got it…no worries…I can barely breathe in here! But I wouldn’t object if you wanted to turn the machine off!”
“Asphyxiation is a real problem with these smoke machines in small, enclosed spaces,” the guy chuckled, his larger wingspan allowing him to slide the window open a lot easier than you. You dropped your drink behind the couch as you fell forward, having missed he window, but the man caught you before you could hurt yourself, “you okay ma’am?”
“Ma’am,” you giggled, unable to comprehend the danger that the large mountainous man saved you from, “you say that like I’m older than you…like I’m some old lady you have to help across the street.”
“You definitely don’t look like an old lady,” he offered, his gorgeous cerulean eyes traveling down your body. You felt a blush rising to your cheeks as he smirked, his tongue running over his bottom lip, “sexy school girl…definitely steps in the different direction.”
Suddenly, your skirt felt too short under his gaze. Your top felt like it wasn’t covering enough cleavage and like it was almost see through. And you both felt too uncovered, and not bare enough around him. Your throat went dry as you went to speak, and your lips parted once more, leaving you looking like a gaping fish.
“(Y/N), are you going to introduce us to your new hot firefighter friend?”
“(Y/N).”
The way he said your name made a shiver run down your spine. Your thighs clenched together as a whimper passed through your lips. It sounded like a prayer and a curse the way that he called to you, and you wanted to hear his sultry husky voice even more.
“CURTIS!”
The man’s head turned, and you whimpered again, having lost his attention. Your inner self repeated his name, twisting and turning it into a moan in your head as some less than savory thoughts played up just how you could play with the sexy fireman’s hose.
“All good, Storm!” he said in a husky, authoritative tone. A third whimper drew itself from your lips, and his attention turned back towards you. He looked torn between lust and concern, “are you okay miss?”
You nodded; the words still not able to make it from your brain past your lips. He gave you a soft smile and you felt yourself wanting to just melt into a puddle in front of him. The only thing that you could think of was that you were embarrassed over how you were just melting around the giant of a man.
And that’s when you noticed just how large he was against you. You were only 5’3”, and he had to be easily a foot taller than you. The costume was hugging his frame, exclusively hugging every ridge and muscle in his arms and thick thighs. Your hands went in front of yourself, and you started fiddling with the hem of your skirt.
“(Y/N)!”
“S-sorry!” you began, finally finding your words as your friend snapped her hands in front of you, “i-I don’t even-I-I’m (Y/N)!”
“(Y/N)!” he repeated gently with a nod, “nice to meet you, Miss.”
“And you’re-“ your friend began, waiting for him to respond.
“Absolutely fucking gorgeous!”
Your eyes went wide as your inner monologue failed you. Your friends began giggling once more as the smile turned even bigger on the large man.
“Curtis!”
Your attention was pulled as another man appeared behind you. He was shorter than his friend, and not nearly as large, but he was just as attractive, and he wore a matching costume.
“Got the smoke machine, no thanks to you, Everett!”
“Oh,” the man replied shortly, his attention falling back to his friend with an apologetic look, “yeah…sorry Johnny…I-“
“Got caught up with a couple of schoolgirl hotties!” Johnny teased, looking at how you and your friends were dressed in similar white shirts and short plaid skirts, “can’t say I blame ya…but Cap is on our ass to get out of here…you know how many Halloween calls there are.”
“Wait…you’re real firefighters?”
“No way!” you commented, looking directly at the larger man as your mind failed to play catch up with your mouth yet again, “there’s no way some gorgeous hunk of man like you is actually a fireman. You’re the reason women fantasize of them…but you can’t be a real fireman!”
His friend chuckled, as Curtis turned bright pink.
“He is a gorgeous hunk of man, isn’t he?” ‘Johnny’ teased, looking at the man and shooting him a wink, “ya really interested in him, huh gorgeous?”
“What girl wouldn’t be?”
Curtis blushed an even darker shade of pink, until his cheeks were nearly red.
“You should give her your number then, Curtis,” Johnny teased, “did you ladies know that my friend here is single? And on Halloween!”
“So is (Y/N),” your friend giggled, “(Y/N), you should give Curtis your number!”
“CURTIS! JOHNNY! Cap said clear out!”
“Okay, if this is some little game you and your friends have going on-“
“Oh sweetheart, we’re real firefighters,” Johnny teased, “sure Curtis here would love to give you a tour of the station…show you the pole he slides down…show you the firehouse!”
“Alright, Storm…that’s enough.”
“Oh, come on, it’s all in good fun, Curtis!”
“Give me your phone!”
Curtis looked at you, surprised that you were really going to give him your number, “wh-what?”
“Your phone…” you said again, “your cute…and your friend is trying really hard when he doesn’t have to…I was into you when you made me drop my drink, firefighter.”
He smiled, licking his lips as he pulled his phone from his pocket. Johnny smiled at him and tapped him on the shoulder, “I’ll tell cap you’re getting the other rooms ventilated. Just come out when you’re good, okay?”
“Yeah…” he smiled, watching as you typed your number in. Johnny disappeared out of the apartment, and you handed the phone back to him, “you should go outside and get some clean air…it’s pretty bad in here.”
“Yes sir,” you teased playfully. He gave you a look that made your thighs clench together again and your friends began pulling you out of the room and towards the entrance, “guys what the hell?”
“(Y/N) I don’t think he was faking it!” your friend pointed out, when she saw the large fire truck just outside. Your mouth went dry once again and your eyes widened. You looked back, but he had disappeared into the crowd, “girl I think he might really be a firefighter.”
“He lit a fire somewhere!” your other friend teased, “I saw how he was making you weak in the knees.”
“More like, soaking her panties!”
“GUYS!”
“Ladies! Good to see that you made it outside.” his friend Johnny smirked as he talked to a few more firefighters outside with the owner of the apartment. You felt a blush rising to your cheeks and you looked away from him. A few minutes later as more and more people cleared out of the house, it was evident that it was not just some pickup game and that they were the real thing.
And your blush got darker when you saw Curtis coming out of the apartment last, leaving the door open behind him. He locked eyes with you as he met up with the other firefighters and they started towards the truck. And when he shot you a final wink, you swore that was the moment you knew you were in love with him.
Chapter 2
Tag List: @tenaciousperfectionunknown, @lohnes16
#burning up#firefighter curtis everett#firefighters#curtis everett#snowpiercer au#snowpiercer#chris evans characters
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Oh my god I'm thinking about nurse!Eddie ugh it's killing me
#911#nurse!eddie#him and maddie being bffs while working together as nurses#taking about their dumbass firefighter of a boyfriend#being siblings-in-law#gushing over Chris and Jee#(yes what i want is Eddie Maddie bestieism)#eddie diaz#evan buckley#buddie#maddie buckley#howie chimney han#madney#hands on my knees shaking ass on my clown shit
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omg that photo is so mafia boss eddie diaz and his firefighter baby evan !!!
and like they’re at some important dinner and they’re sitting at the table and evan is talking about his last project with chris and he’s explaining smth in details to another wives at the table and one of theirs husband muttered smth about buck being eddie’s slutty housewife and eddie is just "what the fuck did you just call my husband?” in icy tone and like there’s dead silence and buck is just “nevermind love, it’s ok let’s move on” but he’s not ok cause it still hurts when someone sees him like an addition to eddie.
and eddie seeing that bulshit just wraps up that dinner to go home.
and in the end they come home where eddie shows buck how important he is and how he is the bravest the smartest the most perfect man in this universe /WE ALL KNOW HOW HE SHOWS HIM/ and then when evan is peacefully sleeping in their bed after long passionate night eddie goes and kills that fucker or like okay he doesn’t kill him but like injures him very bad.
and it all ends with eddie returning to their bad and cuddling with buck.
PLS SOMEONE WRITE THIS I NEED IT LIKE OXYGEN.
#911#911 abc#eddie diaz#evan buckley#evan buck buckely#buck is christopher’s other dad#baby#buddie#eddie and buck#mafia au#daddy’s babygirl#edmundo diaz#911 fox#911 buddie#911 buck#911 eddie#911 fanfic#fanfic ideas#pls someone help#someone write this#please
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Playing With Fire
Chapter 20
Summary: After a change of heart nearly ten years into her career as a pediatric intensive care unit nurse, Ellie Maxwell has moved back home and returned to her old job at the local bakery, where the regulars are the firefighters from down the street. When sparks begin to fly between Ellie and the guarded, closed-off Chris, will anything come of it?
Pairing: Firefighter!Chris Evans X OFC Elizabeth “Ellie” Maxwell
Word Count: 4,263
By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour
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Warnings: None.
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The refrigerator rattled as Ellie shut it with her hip, a frown on her lips as she carried the glasses of wine over to the butcher block island. Chris could barely pay any attention to her expression as he read the Google page that took up half the screen on his computer, the other half being occupied with a calendar for the rapidly-approaching summer months.
Ellie put the glasses down before she wrapped her arms around Chris’ broad shoulders, pressing a soft kiss to his bearded cheek to help relieve the tension in his body. She knew how much Ashlee’s impending move was weighing on him and dealing with the logistics of it didn’t help at all.
“What about that horseback riding camp?” Ellie quietly asked as she rubbed a hand over his shoulder, reminding him of the camp at a local equestrian center.
“I don’t know if Hazel being in charge of an animal that big is a good idea. The carnage she causes with a mini shopping cart is bad enough,” he muttered with upturned lips as he made himself chuckle. His fingers quickly began scrolling again before he sat upright some more, “Oh here’s an art camp, I bet she’d like that.”
Ellie nodded, reaching onto the plate in front of her for her slice of pizza. “There’s also that science camp through the school I’ve heard is fun,” she suggested, gently knocking her shoulder against Chris’ as she munched on their dinner.
“These camps are going to be really good for her but I still don’t know what I’m going to do on my days working,” Chris sighed, shooting her a sideways grimace as he double-checked the calendar before he began to register Hazel for the art camp. “I just didn’t expect Ashlee to be gone this soon.”
“Have you talked to your mom?”
He paused, sighing quietly before he nodded. It was something he’d put a lot of thought into given the new situation, and while he was relieved Hazel wouldn’t be leaving him, it didn’t mean it wasn’t stressful to figure out. “Yeah and she’s more than happy to have Hazel on Thursdays and Saturdays, but she works Fridays and wouldn’t be able to pick Hazel up on time from any of these camps. Besides, I don’t really feel comfortable having her do that much… it’s not her responsibility,” he told Ellie, trailing off at the end as he shrugged.
She stayed quiet for several moments, long enough that Chris’ curiosity was piqued. Once he finished entering her medical history, he turned to give Ellie a look. “I was thinking about that too…” She finally replied, a nervous look on her face.
Chris nodded, reassuring her, “I think I have an idea though.”
“I do too,” Ellie responded, pausing as she raised a brow at him. “But what’s yours?”
“I think the best solution is to look at hiring a nanny,” Chris sighed and explained, his fingers tapping against the wooden counter. “That way the responsibility wouldn’t fall on my mom and they could have her Friday and Saturday until I’m off. It’s not that unusual and I have the guest room too.”
Ellie was quiet as she listened to his words, nodding carefully before she tentatively pointed out, “But is bringing a new person into Hazel’s life while all of this is happening a good idea?”
“I know, but I don’t know what else to do,” he sighed. “Ash already offered to pay more in child support because of the new arrangement, so it’d probably cover the cost.”
Ellie turned as she listened to him, leaning her side against the fabric bar stool and looking at him.“You could ask me about my idea… it’s a pretty good one…” she told him with a smirk, her hand reaching out to loosely grasp his own.
Chris huffed out a laugh, shaking his head and asking, “Alright smarty pants, what’s your genius idea?”
“I know someone who loves Hazel, owns her own business, and would be able to adjust her schedule to be able to pick up Hazel from camps on Friday and have her until you’re done with work on Saturday,” she smiled as she squeezed his hand.
He dropped his head and sighed, closing his eyes as he realized what she was offering. “Ellie-”
“No, hear me out for a minute,” Ellie interrupted him firmly. “Chris, none of this is going to be easy for Hazie. She needs some consistency and I could pick her up and even take her to your house so she'll have all her toys and be in her house. I love Hazel and would adore getting to spend more time with her.”
His lower lip jutted out and his jaw clenched as he listened to her words, unable to wrap his head around the generous offer. It was nothing short of over the top kindness, but that was everything Ellie was, even to strangers. But for him and Hazel? He couldn’t help but think they didn’t warrant this shift, this extra responsibility added to her plate, just to ease some stress off of his shoulders. “I just can’t have you do that much,” he whispered to her, thoughts echoing through his mind as the sound of Dodger’s light snoring carried into the kitchen from the living room.
She laughed, and the genuine smile that appeared on her face never failed to warm him from the inside out. “Well if you’re really planning on marrying me then you’re going to have to get used to relying on me a little more,” she retorted playfully.
“It’s not that I wouldn’t love for you and Hazel to be together, I just don’t feel like I can ask you to do that, Elles. Especially not when you’ve just started your own business,” he attempted to explain as he watched her and grasped her hand tighter.
“Well with all these camps she’s in, I’d be able to work most of the day on Fridays anyway, and then on Saturdays, Brooke has it covered,” Ellie assured him, and she smiled before she dropped his hand for a moment to drink her wine, but before he barely realized it, her hand was back in his. “Honey, I want to do this.”
“...Are you sure?” He finally asked her, his voice soft and unsure.
“Completely.”
“I can’t tell you what a load that takes off my mind knowing Hazel will be with you,” Chris admitted with a smile. “Besides, I kind of like seeing my girls together.”
“Well I might not be quite as cute as your other girl but I also don’t bruise your heels with a shopping cart,” Ellie grinned, and Chris couldn’t help but burst into laughter at that. Once their laughter stopped and he made a move back to look at his computer – which was still open on the registration – Ellie’s voice interrupted him as she asked, “So when are you going to tell Hazel?”
“Ashlee and I are telling her tomorrow morning,” Chris murmured, huffing out a sigh. “God, I’m dreading that.”
“Let’s not borrow tomorrow’s troubles. You’ll handle it in the morning with Ashlee,” Ellie reassured him, her hand moving to travel up and down his back comfortingly. “But how about you tell me all the camps Hazel’s in so I can do my schedule and start planning all the fun things I’m going to do with her.”
Chris watched her with thinly-veiled near-awe, and he shook his head as he playfully asked, “Why do I have a feeling I’m about to be replaced as Hazel’s favorite?”
“Who are we kidding, neither of us can compete with Dodger,” Ellie retorted, and it was then that Chris realized how well she not only knew him – but how well she knew Hazel as well – only after a short time in their lives, and it warmed his heart to know that what they already had between them was only going to continue to grow.
Chris rinsed his hand off in the sink, before he dropped the peanut butter and jelly covered knife into the dishwasher, then placed the sandwich and cut up strawberries on one of Hazel’s purple plates. He passed by the living room – where Scott was watching a Red Sox game – before he reached the small playroom to tell Hazel lunch was ready. But his brows furrowed as he looked over the room, finding his curly-haired daughter sitting at her mini-table, furiously coloring away in a coloring book. “Hey Hazelnut, I thought you were supposed to pick up your toys?” He asked her pointedly, leaning his hip against the open archway as he looked over the disaster of a room.
Her tiny shoulders quickly shrugged, her voice unhappy as she simply replied, “I don’t wanna.”
“I told you to pick them up before lunch and then that it was naptime,” he reminded her. He’d been cognizant of the fact that Hazel had woken up earlier than normal and had already had an emotional morning, and while that was already enough for him to attempt a nap, he was desperately looking forward to a break to decompress from the day.
But she clearly had other plans as she looked up at him with a deep frown on her little face, shouting, “No!”
“Hazel June, pick them up now. No arguments,” Chris ordered, and he pushed himself off of the wooden archway to carefully cross the room, but not before he could step on a Lego. He quickly bit back the several curse words he wanted to say before he pulled the markers and coloring book away from Hazel and pointed at the mess behind her.
“I don’t want to take a nap!” She insisted as she pushed the messy strands of hair out of her face, and every word from her mouth was only increasing the pounding headache that had started for Chris.
“Hazel Evans this is not a discussion,” he told her, his voice low and stern as he took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose.
She let out a shuddering breath as she cried, “I want Ellie!”
He shook his head, gently lifting her from the seat and standing her up, nudging her in the direction of her toys as he ordered, “Not until you pick up your toys.”
“I just want my Ellie!” The little girl pleaded again, her voice wavering as furious tears fell from her eyes.
“Hazel, I already told you to pick up these toys!” Chris finally snapped, frustrated at the situation, at Hazel’s inactions, at the stupid waves of pain in his foot, and even at the damn occasionally-flickering lightbulb overhead, the very one he’d been meaning to change for weeks.
As Hazel’s cries grew louder and Chris’ mind continued to scream at him to do something, his brother stepped into the room, his voice a much-needed calming force as he said, “Hey, relax for a minute.”
“Scott, I don’t need you to tell me what to do,” Chris replied harshly, jerking his arm away as Scott touched it lightly. He instantly regretted the action when he saw the way Hazel’s eyes widened and her breath caught, her eyes bouncing between her father and uncle.
“Bro, remember what happened this morning, okay?” Scott whispered under his breath, his face serious as Chris met his eyes. “Everyone’s emotional… just go take Dodger out and breathe. I’ll handle this.”
He nodded, swallowing as embarrassment suddenly flooded his system. He looked at Hazel in shame, seeing the way her body wracked with tears. As Scott once again whispered “I got this,” to Chris, he leaned down, pressing a long kiss to his daughter’s forehead and squeezing her quickly before he turned, leaving the room.
Chris whistled for Dodger, meeting the always-happy pooch in the mudroom as he clipped his leash to Dodger’s red collar, and he barely remembered to grab his phone from the kitchen before he hastily left the house. He moved quickly down the street, frantic to put some distance between himself and Hazel as he processed what’d just happened, how he blew up over nothing, and took out his frustration with the situation around them on his young, innocent daughter.
Before he could spiral further, Chris reached into his pocket for his phone. He paused as he stared at his phone background, at the large smile that filled Hazel’s face as she held an ice cream cone in her hand and sat on the curb outside their local ice cream stand. Feeling as though his tail was between his legs, he called the one person who’d hold no judgment, listening as the call rang until she answered. “Hey Elles,” he murmured, his voice quiet and sad. “You busy?”
“No I’m just at home,” he heard her reply, a rustling in the background. “I’ve been thinking about you guys all day. How did everything go this morning?”
“I think we ruined Hazel’s life,” he told her drily, a frown on his face as he watched Dodger sniff a bush. “And I’m not joking.”
Ellie’s sharp intake of breath carried through the call, her voice sad as she sympathetically answered, “Oh honey, that’s not true.”
“Ellie, she was so upset. At first she just didn’t seem to understand and then she cried, but then Hazel just wouldn’t say anything,” he recalled, unable to get the image of Hazel’s blank stare and then her sobs out of his mind, or the way she clung to him as he carried her back to their car when they left the park.
“Well she’s processing it, give her time,” Ellie suggested, her voice kind and even. “Think of how hard it was for you to process.”
But Chris shook his head, shooting a tight smile as they passed a neighbor on their walk. “She hates me, Elles,” he repeated.
“You know she adores you,” Ellie reassured him, but Chris couldn’t help but think those days of Hazel’s unending love were behind them.
“I just chewed her out for not picking up her fuckin’ toys… I chewed her out an hour after she found out her mother is moving. What kind of a fuckin’ father am I?” He asked incredulously, turning to begin walking back towards his home.
Ellie was quiet for several beats and he distracted himself by watching Dodger stare at a bird, but he nervously tapped his fingers against his legs as he waited for Ellie’s response. “Beating yourself up isn’t going to help anything, honey,” she finally began tentatively, but he knew she was trying to show her sympathy.
“You should have seen the look on her face, Ellie. She was so upset and then just cried for you,” he confessed, his heart breaking at the memory.
Ellie was silent for another beat, her voice confused when she finally asked, “For me?”
“She just said she wanted you,” he repeated, unable to not hear Hazel’s pleading voice in his mind.
He heard Ellie hastily stand, something – probably a book – thumping to the floor, forgotten in her rush. “I’m coming right now,” she told him as she moved, the call switching to speaker as she quickly gathered her things.
“Elles, I love that she wants you but why doesn’t she want me? I want to help her and all I do is hurt her,” he asked her, insecurity filling him as his fears about his and Hazel’s relationship only grew.
“Christopher Evans, stop right now and listen to me,” Ellie told him firmly, pausing until Chris quieted down. “Hazel adores you to no end but today was a shitty day for all of you. I think you both just need some comfort and I’ll be there in less than ten minutes so just hold out until then, okay?”
He nodded his head, not even realizing for a long moment that she couldn’t see it and eventually spit out a worried, “Okay,” before they hung up. Chris could feel the deep regret and anxiety flowing through his body, hating how all of this hurt the little girl that he loved more than anything in the world. He kept his head down, just staring at the pavement as he kept walking Dodger, letting the sweet pooch stretch his legs but all too soon he was back right where he started and walked into the house where Hazel’s loud, exhausted wails could still be heard.
Chris let Dodger off his leash before pulling off his shoes, quietly walking into the living room where Scott sat with Hazel on the floor, rubbing her back while she loudly cried. He saw the look of pure distress on Scott’s face before he noted to his brother, “Sounds like it’s not going too well in here.”
His brother frowned, glancing towards him before focusing on Hazel and moving her hair from in front of her face. “I’m trying but nothing is working,” he finally admitted to him.
“Hazel, honey I’m so sorry I got upset earlier. Can you forgive me?” Chris’s voice was soft as he sat down on the floor in front of her, his heart practically aching as he heard her hiccup interrupting the steady flow of tears down her cheeks as she nodded her little head. He couldn’t stand it any longer and just held his hands out for her, telling her, “C’mere Basil.”
She scooted closer to him, letting Chris lift her into his lap and holding her tight against his chest. He couldn’t imagine all the emotions flowing through Hazel right now, knowing just how upset and shocked he had been when he found out about Ashlee’s move but at least he had an adult brain that could process it. He hated hearing the deep wails muffled against his chest as she cried, making Chris’ own tears start to flow down his cheeks while Scott reached over to squeeze his shoulder, doing what he could to comfort them.
Although Hazel’s tears didn’t stop, he could feel her body relaxing a little bit in his embrace and it made him feel as if he was doing at least one thing right. He wanted to be that place of comfort for her, but in this moment he felt like he needed his own bit of comfort and calm, which soon came in the form of a compassionate blonde who came racing into his home only moments later.
He watched her face drop as she looked at them both crying in the middle of the living room but Ellie wasted no time dropping to her knees and brought an arm around Chris’ broad shoulders while she pressed a kiss to his cheek. Seeing that they’d want a moment, Scott quietly stood and excused himself to the kitchen, leaving the three alone in the living room that was only filled with the sound of Hazel’s loud cries.
Chris tilted his head, giving Ellie a grateful half-smile before he focused his attention back on Hazel. “Basil, look who’s here,” he murmured quietly, his hand moving to loosen her grasp on his silver chain.
“I-I want m-m-my Ellie,” Hazel whimpered, her breath coming out in shudders as she clung to Chris’ frame.
He saw the way Ellie’s shoulders slouched in pity at the cry, and she held her arms out, telling her, “Oh Hazie girl, I’m here.”
Chris let go of his tight grasp on Hazel, letting Ellie take the curly headed sobbing girl and pull her into her own lap. She held onto Hazel while pressing a kiss to her forehead then rested her cheek against it, slowly rocking her back and forth while reminding her, “It’s okay Hazie, we’re right here for you.”
He just sat there watching every motherly bit of Ellie come pouring out as she comforted his daughter, holding her tight and reminding her that everything was going to be alright and somehow managing to remind Chris of the same thing in the process. Chris eventually stood to his feet, going to the kitchen to get a glass of water for Hazel before bringing it back and resuming his place on the carpet, Ellie giving him a thankful smile.
“Okay Hazie, it’s time to take a big deep breath. You ready?” Ellie asked, lifting her head up but keeping Hazel right in her lap. Ellie grabbed the hem of her tee shirt, lifting it up to wipe away the tears covering Hazel’s cheeks and chin before the sniffling girl nodded and took a deep breath with Ellie, helping to calm her tears.
Chris gave the little girl a tight smile before he leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead. As he continued wiping her face and moved to messily tie her hair back, he quietly asked, “Are you hungry, Basil?”
“N-no,” she whispered, her wide brown eyes blinking slowly and tiredly as she leaned against Ellie.
“How about just a drink of water, then?” Ellie suggested, her head downturned as the couple each watched Hazel hesitate before she nodded. Chris handed the children’s cup to Hazel, watching as she slowly took a long sip of water before relaxing again. “Chris, can you go get Mr. Duck?”
But Hazel’s brows furrowed momentarily before she interjected, “I want Clucky!”
Chris pressed another kiss to her cheek before going to the playroom to find her chicken stuffed animal, digging through the bins of plush toys before finding it and bringing it back to the living room. He couldn’t help but stop for a moment, a pang in his heart as he looked at the scene in front of him. Rather than on the floor as they were a minute ago, Ellie had moved to sit on the couch with Hazel in her lap, laying up against Ellie’s chest with her head tucked under Ellie’s chin. The caring blonde had pulled a blanket over them – the very one she’d made him for Christmas – and rubbed her hand up and down Hazel’s back, helping to comfort the little girl who was already struggling to keep her eyes open. When Chris held out the stuffed chicken, Ellie took it, pretending to make Clucky kiss Hazel on the cheek and getting a giggle out of the tired girl who then tucked her toy under her arm before her eyes fully closed.
It was several minutes filled with much-needed silence before Scott’s tentative footsteps sounded, his younger brother coming down the front hall and pausing in the open archway of the living room. “Hey Chris, I’m going to head out,” he quietly announced.
“Okay, I’ll go out with you,” Chris replied, gently pressing a kiss to both Hazel and Ellie’s heads before he stood up, heading towards the front door with Scott. “Thanks for everything, Scott. I don’t know what I would have done without you today.”
“Of course, you know I’m always here for you,” Scott told him without hesitation, his shoulder bumping Chris’ as he paused for a moment. “Anything you need, you can always call me.”
Chris nodded, his lips pursed as he admitted, “I might be needing you a lot more while Ashlee’s moving if Hazel keeps reacting like this.”
“I’m not so sure about that, I think Ellie’s got everything covered,” Scott replied with a chuckle, glancing behind them, barely able to see Ellie and Hazel on the couch. “Although I think she always does.”
“You obviously weren’t there while we were redoing the bakery,” Chris muttered, watching with a smirk as Scott laughed quietly at his words before he left the small, thankfully peaceful home, shutting the front door behind him silently.
Chris hadn’t even realized just how hungry he was, his stomach growling loudly at his lack of food from the day, it instead being tied in knots. But now that Ellie had come and helped relax his whole body, he found himself reaching for the uneaten peanut butter and jelly sandwich he had made for Hazel, taking a bite as he walked back to the living room. His girls were still on the couch, Ellie just gazing down at Hazel and pushing some of her curls off of her forehead while she slept soundly.
He couldn’t help but feel so full of emotions, his body exhausted from what the day had held so far but when he saw that soft smile of Ellie’s shining back at him, it felt like the weights that were laid on his shoulders simply fell right off. Chris silently shuffled over to the couch, sitting down as he kept biting into the sandwich while he slunk down on the cushions, his head resting against the back while he let out a long breath. It stayed completely silent in that room as he felt a warm hand rub along his shoulder, causing him to glance over at Ellie who was smiling brightly before tugging at his shirt, wordlessly urging him to come over where he rested his head on her shoulder.
She surprised him in more ways than one when she rested her cheek against his forehead then whispered, “You're a great dad, Chris.”
And although in that moment, he was feeling anything but a great dad, he knew that Ellie wasn’t one to say things she didn’t mean and that faith in him was enough to give his anxious thoughts a rest. He turned his head to kiss her cheek, communicating all he needed to in that one action and for the first time since hearing that Ashlee was going to move, he had a glimmer of hope that just maybe everything would be alright.
A/N: Not gonna lie, that entire last sequence with Scott, Hazel, Chris, and Ellie is one of our favorite scenes ever. We love them and feel for them all so much, but we also adore the fact that Scott pushed Chris to even ask Ellie out in the first place, and now here she is comforting Hazel!
We can't wait to hear your thoughts! We are in the homestretch now for Chellie... they'll wrap up right before the holidays. We have some big plans not only for them, but for Sam and Nat's stories as well that we can't wait for you to read soon!
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Summary: After a night out with the team, (y/n) and Evan end up hooking up. But when after a year, she shows up to Chris’ birthday party with a baby, it raises questions for Evan.
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“Bye Eds!” (Y/n) called out as Eddie stepped out the back of the uber car they were squeezed in. “Get home safe, and text me when you’re home.” Eddie says as he pointed out a finger to his sister. “I promise.” She spoke as Eddie gave her hand a little squeeze. “Bye guys” and with that, Eddie closed the door he was holding open.
Now there were two of them. Evan and (Y/n) were sitting in the back of the uber car. They had drunk way too much to drive themselves home safe and sound.
Eddie and the team were having drinks at their standard firefighter bar, and Eddie invited his little sister to meet the team. He talked constantly about his little sister, and how she was his best friend. So they told Eddie to invite his sister to the bar. Normally, she wouldn’t do it, she wasn’t a fan of social events, but when Eddie begged her to come she couldn’t say no.
“I really should stop drinking this much, I never know what my limit is.” Evan spoke as he pressed his palms against his head. (Y/n) just laughed at what Evan just said. And continued staring outside. She liked the way Evan talked so passionately about his work and the team he worked with. From the stories she had heard tonight, she could tell that he was an impulsive and compassionate person.
(Y/n) lived about 5 minutes from her brother’s house, she was next on the drop off list. The five minute drive was silent, but not awkward.
When the car pulled to a stop, (Y/n) unbuckled her seatbelt and her eyes fell on those ocean blue eyes. “Can I walk with you?” Evan’s soft, low voice asked when he saw her reaching for the door handle. “Sure” she smiled as her eyes met Evan’s.
They both got out of the car, Evan waited a second for (Y/n) to walk next to him as they made their way towards the apartment building (Y/n) lived in.
“This is me” she said as she got out her keys from her little bag she had with her. Evan leaned with the left side of his body against the concrete wall of the hallway. She had a lot of keys on her keychain. (Y/n)’s hands fumbled for the right key to open her front door, but she accidentally dropped her keys to the ground. “Shit” she mumbled as she squatted down to grab the keys from the floor. She was clumsy, but Evan thought it was adorable. He had heard enough stories from Eddie to know what she would be like, and clumsiness was one of those things.
“I’m sorry-” she felt so stupid that it was taking her so long to open the door. But when she got back up from grabbing the keys from the ground, her breath was taken away by Evan. Evan crashed his lips against hers, as he slightly pressed two fingers underneath her jawline, and softly pushed it up to meet his height.
She moved one of her hands to the back of his neck and let her fingers get tangled on the short curls at the back of his head. Evan’s hand slid down to her lower back as he pressed her closer to his body.
“I actually wanted to ask if you wanted to come inside.” (Y/n) whispered when their lips parted and she could still feel Evan’s warm breath flowing against her skin. Evan smiled at her reaction. “I already thought you didn’t want this night to end.”
Evan pulled back his hand from her lower back as she turned to the door, to finally open it. When she finally found the right key to open her apartment door, she slid it in and turned the key to unlock it.
She took his hand, stepped inside and Evan followed her with a small smile on his face, and he closed the door behind him. Evan stepped closer to her as he placed his hand on her cheek. And pressed his lips against hers once again.
“W-we really shouldn’t be doing this” She pulled back her head, and shook it as she pushed Evan away from her. “This feels.. wrong.” she continued after he gave her a confused look.
She wanted him too, just as much as Evan wanted her. Why was she suddenly so scared?
Evan’s left hand was still resting on her waist. “I mean, nobody has to know. It’s not like we’re married after this.” Evan took a step closer, trying to close the distance between the two of them which (Y/n) created. ”Let’s just.. keep things casual.” he continued his proposal.
Her eyes switched every few seconds from his eyes to his lips, god she felt like a teenager again. Her stomach filled with jitters. With the second Evan’s lips came closer, it was almost like he tried to seduce her. Barely an inch away, he stopped. Their noses were almost touching, she could feel his warm breath floating over her lips.
Her breathing became shallow. “You’re right. Screw it.” she panted as she laid her hands on either side of his jacket and pulled him close.
Evan nudged (Y/n) backwards until her back hit the wall and he pressed his body against hers like he wanted to merge into her. He pinned his other hand next to her head against the wall.
She let her hands slide to the back of his neck as Evan’s hands slipped from her waistline down to her bum. He sends kisses down her neck, which send shivers down (Y/n)’s spine.
His hands wandered down to the back of her thighs, he lifted her up until she got the memo and secured her legs around his hips. (Y/n)’s arms gripped his shoulders even tighter when she felt his lips to the side of her neck, starting to leave a mark.
“Where’s your bedroom actually?” his voice asked when he realized he didn’t know which way to go. (Y/n) let out a laugh in the crook of his neck, typically Evan. His skin tickled at the laughs he received. “Down the hall on the right”
“Good. Now where were we?”
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“Eddie, you’ve got to be kidding me. You have got to stop calling me. I’m literally three minutes out.” (Y/n) spoke when she tapped on the green coloured phone icon on her car kit. Eddie had called her over three times already today, he just wanted to make sure she was okay and that she was coming down to LA with her son.
(Y/n) was Eddie’s favorite sister, They had a three years age difference, and two older sisters. But the bond between Eddie and (Y/n) was different.
“I know. I’m sorry, just wanted to make sure you’d actually show up.” Eddie answered her as he laughed. (Y/n) shook her head at Eddie’s reaction, he knew her too well. When they were younger, sometimes she would say she would come to a party or just hang out with friends. But when the time would come, she would cancel her plans.
Now that she was older, she actually managed to push herself more and more out of her comfort zone. Yes, she was sometimes still afraid of the unknown, but it was less than it used to be. She would still feel awkward in situations with new people, but she knew how much it meant to Eddie and Chris if they came down to LA.
The drive wasn’t very long, maybe two hours tops. But it was a lot with a three-month- old in the backseat. (Y/n)’s eyes shot to her rear view mirror and a smile was projected on her face when she saw her son’s eyes fluttering around the car, safe and sound in his car seat.
“So you’re almost here?” Eddie asked for confirmation. (Y/n) smiled as she shook her head. “Yes! I’m on my way.” she sighed as she focussed on the Los Angeles traffic right in front of her. “Oh come on!” she yelled at the car who was in front of her, driving with the speed of a snail as she pushed the horn. “You seriously need to work on those anger issues.” (Y/n) could hear her brother laugh through the phone. “It’s called road rage. I seriously don't know how you do this every single day.” she sighed. Her eyes fluttered towards the rearview mirror once again when Archie’s cries sounded through the car.
“I’m sorry for calling this much. Chris is so excited to see you and Archie again, he has been talking constantly about the two of you.” Eddie said, which put a smile on (Y/n)’s face. “It’s okay, but Eds, I have to go now. I’ll see you in a bit, okay?” She wanted to cut off the phone call as soon as possible. “Alright, see you soon” Eddie says, and she pressed the red button to disconnect their call.
“It’s okay Archie, It will only take a few minutes.” (Y/n) tries to calm down her son with the sound of her voice. He was probably hungry, he’d always get grumpy if he got his food a few minutes later than usual. “For fuck sake.” she cursed as the line of cars she was in stepped on their brakes. The cries of Archie became louder and louder.
(Y/n) tried her best to stay focussed on the road. But when the crying suddenly stopped, she looked in the mirror to see what was happening. Did he fall asleep that fast again? A shiver rolled down her spine, her eyes scanned the face of the three month boy as she looked in the baby mirror.
Panic built up inside her chest when she saw her son crying, but he was turning red.
“No no no no” this was not happening. She quickly turned her car to the right as she parked it on the sidewalk. (Y/n) unbuckled her seatbelt, took the key out of the contact and shoved her door open. She opened the back door where her son was seated in the small car seat as she panicked and started examining him.
Was he choking? What was he choking on? “Baby what’s happening?!” (Y/n) spoke frustrated when she couldn’t remember or find anything he could be choking on. She didn’t know what to do.
(Y/n) was literally two streets away from the firehouse where Christopher’s birthday party was. She knew Chris would get upset if she came in screaming for help. But this was the best option she had. The Los Angeles traffic wasn’t moving and she couldn't just drive over the sidewalk to get her kid there.
She didn’t have time to think, or she already unbuckled Archie from his little car seat and pressed him against her body. With her right foot she kicked the car door closed and she started running.
With her left hand she pressed Archie’s head against her shoulder so his head wouldn’t bump against her body so he wouldn't hurt himself. Her right hand was placed on his lower back, also pressing him against her body. She could feel Archie’s body trying to gasp for air, his little body was shocking against hers.
Tears were running down her face as she tried to run as fast as her legs could carry her.
Oxygen was burning down her airways as she was sprinting down the pavement, she desperately wanted to soothe Archie, telling him that they were getting the help he needed. But she had to save her air, to give her more energy to run.
As soon as she ran through the big red giant garage doors, which were opened. She screamed for help with the last bit of air she had left. “Please help me!” she cries as her eyes scanned the firehouse, looking for someone to help her out.
“(Y/n)? What’s wrong?” her brother’s voice called out as he rushed down the stairs with a few colleagues following him.
“H-he can’t breathe” she stuttered, desperately gasping for air.
Eddie took over his nephew from his sister’s hands and laid him down to the floor. Archie’s lips were turning blue. (Y/n) glanced at her son, but when she saw those blue lips. A feeling of guilt and failure rushed through her stomach. How could this happen? What was happening to her child? “Pulse is low” Eddie concluded as he pressed his fingers to the neck of his nephew.
Frustrated, she let her hand go through her hair, pulling the strands which were lost, to the back of her head. She was looking at her brother and colleagues, trying to figure out what was happening to her child. She quietly sobs, as she desperately tries to calm down her breathing.
Hen took place on the other side of Archie. The eyes of the three months old started to turn to the back of his head and loses consciousness. “Sounds like a breath holding spell” Eddie looked at Hen to get her opinion on it.
They couldn’t do anything about it, they couldn’t help Archie with breathing. “W-what are you doing? Why aren’t you helping him?” (Y/n) asked when Eddie and Hen stopped examining her son.
Eddie looked at Hen, silently asking if she could keep an eye on Archie so he could explain to his sister what was going on. Hen nodded, at his silent question as she kept her eyes on the baby.
Eddie stood up straight and clicked his spine back into place as he slowly walked towards his sister who was still in panic mode. “It’s okay” Eddie spoke as he came closer and put his hands on both her upper arms and started running them up and down to try and comfort her.
“It’s a breath holding spell, that’s what is happening.” Eddie says. “I-I don’t understand” she cries as she tries to get her breathing under control.
“A breath holding spell is when a child holds their breath after being frustrated or angry. When they’re older, it can be on purpose to get your attention. But since Archie is only three months old, this has to be involuntary.” Eddie explains the situation to his little sister. “But why aren’t you doing anything to help him breathe?” Her hand went towards her eyes, trying to keep herself together.
“The thing is, when a child passes out they have to come back around after a few seconds, or a minute. He will start breathing on his own.” Eddie reassured her and gave her shoulder a little squeeze. A baby cry sounded through the space of the firehouse, as Archie gained consciousness again. “There you go” Hen spoke as she picked up the baby boy from the ground and let him rest in her arms.
“See. He’s going to be okay.” Eddie gave his sister a small smile, as Hen handed Archie over to (Y/n).
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For minutes, hours, (Y/n) succeeded in avoiding Evan at the birthday party from Chris. When the most terrifying moment of her life was happening, Evan was there for Chris to keep him calm and distract him from whatever was happening down stairs.
(Y/n) tried her best to keep talking with people, and not to glance at Evan like she was hiding something from him. But whenever her eyes wandered back to Evan, he looked back at her. As if he knew she was looking at him.
“I’ll be right back.” (Y/n) told her brother as he was holding Archie in his arms, with Chris hovering over him.
(Y/n) stood up and grabbed the diaper bag as she made her way towards the kitchen. It was time for Archie to be fed.
She put the bag on the kitchen counter as she got out the powder, a small feeding bottle and a thermos flask. When she started putting the powder into the bottle, she flinched at the voice that made its way through her eardrums. She squeezed her eyes closed, she wanted to avoid this conversation so badly.
“Hey. Can we talk?” Evan quietly asks as he walks into the kitchen. “Kinda busy here.” She answered as she grabbed the thermos flask and started to pour water until she reached the right amount of water.
Evan folded his arms over one another. “Please?” He leaned his lower back against the kitchen counter as he watched her making the bottle for Archie. (Y/n) could feel the eyes burning in the back of her head, but she didn’t turn around and started mixing the texture of the bottle.
“Why didn’t you ever call me back after… that night?” Evan sighed after a moment of silence. She stopped and put down Archie’s bottle on the counter, placing it right in front of her. She leaned with her palms on the counter “I thought we agreed on keeping things casual between us. It was a one time thing, nothing more, nothing less.” She tried to keep her voice as low as possible, she didn’t want to start any drama at the moment. They were at Chris' birthday party.
“Yeah and I thought, If I had gotten you pregnant. You would tell me. Right?” Evan spoke as he turned his head to the right, trying to make eye contact with (Y/n). She stayed silent, as she squeezed her eyes shut. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” she spoke as she pressed her lips into a thin line and continued checking the temperature of the substance inside of the bottle on her wrist.
He moved to stand next to her, leaning his right hip against the kitchen counter. “Shit that’s way too hot” she mumbled as she placed a few drops of the milk onto her wrist. But when she wanted to move towards the sink, Evan grabbed her wrist to stop her from walking away from the conversation she clearly didn’t want to have.
Evan wanted to answer what (Y/n) had just told him. But when Evan realized they were kind of causing a scene, Evan kept a hold of (y/n)’s wrist and led her towards the stairs. “Where are we going?” he didn’t say anything, as he walked down the stairs. Not letting go of her wrist as he opened the locker room door and spun her inside as he closed the door behind him.
“Come on (Y/n). I’m not stupid. How old is Archie again?” Evan asked as he once again tried to make eye contact with her. (Y/n)’s eyes were stuck on the bottle she was still holding in her hand. She was too scared to look Evan in the eyes, and tell him the truth.“Three months” she whispered.
Evan’s eyes grew wide at her answer. His gut feeling was telling him the right thing. “Jesus (Y/n)” Evan’s voice sounded disappointed. “You’re unbelievable.” Evan continued as he pressed his fingers against his head, trying to process the information he just received.
“I swear Evan, I was planning on telling you.” (Y/n) said as she tried to make eye contact while Evan rubbed his forehead with his fingers. “I-I just didn’t know how” she went on.
“You’ve had nine months to tell me that you were pregnant. Hell, when were you planning on telling me? When he turned what, eighteen?” Evan was furious, his head was pounding because the truth was finally coming out.
“You know I wouldn’t do that.” her voice whispered at Evan as she started fidgeting with the bottle of Archie in her hands.
“Then why didn’t you tell me, you know I would’ve been there for you.” Evan tried to calm himself back down.
“I didn’t tell you because I was scared Evan.” She took a step closer as she tried to make eye contact again with those ocean blue eyes. “Scared of what? My reaction?” He didn’t get it. She could’ve just reached out, and they would’ve figured it out, together.
“Your opinion.” she sighed. “M-my opinion?” he stuttered, as he confused looked her back in the eye. “What if a one night stand told you she had gotten pregnant, and she actually told you she wanted to keep the baby because they told her she couldn’t have children.” she pressed her lips into a thin line.
Evan didn’t have the words to answer, so he remained silent.
“Yeah, exactly.” (Y/n) said as she didn’t get an answer. She walked around Evan towards the door and just when she wanted to open the door to leave the locker room, his voice spoke up.
“Did Eddie know? About me and you?” he suddenly asks over his shoulder. (Y/n) stopped in her tracks as she held her head down, should she tell him the truth? Since a bomb already bursted?
She turned back to Evan as she let go of the glass door. Evan spun on his heels to face her again. She bit her lower lip as she nodded. “Yes. He knows it’s yours.” she admitted. “Who else knows?” he quickly asked after that.
Her hand nervously scratched the back of her head, and a sigh fell off her lips. Her eyes told him everything he needed to know, he didn’t need any words to confirm that there were people who knew that he was the father of (Y/n)’s child.
“Who else knows (y/n)?” He repeated his question. She started picking her skin on her fingers. “Bobby? Hen? Chimney? Come on, spit it out.” Evan had to try and pull out the answer out of her.
She faced the ceiling of the locker room as she sighed once more, trying to gain every piece of confidence she had left. “Chimney and Maddie.” she spoke out. Evan’s eyes grew wide as he heard his own sister's name fall off her lips.
“That’s just.. that’s great.” Evan said as he started pacing through the locker room.
“I’m so sorry Evan.” was the only thing she could bring out. There weren’t enough words to describe the feeling she had right then and now.
When she wanted to turn away, to walk out of the door again, Evan sighed. “You know how often I wrote a text message, but never sended it to you? You know how much I've thought about you, about us. That night.” Evan confessed.
“Just know you weren’t just a one night stand to me.” (Y/n) let her hand rest against the glass door, as she waited for Evan to go on.
“I know we agreed on keeping things casual then, but god I wanted so much more. And I still do. I let you slip through my fingers then, but I’m not making that same mistake now.”
“Evan..-” she sighed, there were so many emotions going on right now. He was angry because she didn’t tell him about Archie, the pregnancy, he finally saw her again after one year, and here he was spilling his guts.
He stepped closer. “Tell me to go away. And I will go.” Evan said as he closed the distance between the two of them, their chests barely touching. She stayed silent.
She missed Evan, the way he talked, the way he would look at her like she was his drug and the way he touched her.
Evan’s fingers slightly brushed against hers. She could feel her breathing become heavy again. Their eyes connected as she looked up at the firefighter when he put a strand of hair behind her ear.
Before she could even process it, her lips crashed against his. It was like her body was moving faster than her brain. As if it had its own mind. His touch made (Y/n) want to melt right there on the spot. The way he kissed her made her feel like she was floating.
“Keeping things casual, right? You can stripe that one off of your list” Evan panted against her lips. “Shut up” she mumbled, and she pressed her lips even harder against his lips that were curled into a smile.
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I just read the cute story of Buck showing the kids the firetruck. I LOVE IT
Can I request a little story of Buck and reader having fun with Chris and Eddie making a comment about them being good parents?
More fluff!
KIDS E.B
the gif i used is not mine! all credit goes to the owner!
Author’s note: THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING ANGEL and thank you for the love for the open house fic !! I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVEEEEEEEE BUCK WITH KIDS !!!
Evan Buckley x gender!neutral reader
Warnings: FLOFFFF
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"Wait!" You pleaded, holding your hands in the air. Chris let out a giggle as he and Buck walked closer to you. The orange water gun in their hands ready to be fired. You couldn't hold your laughter as they cornered you further into the backyard.
It was Friday night and a massive heat wave just hit Los Angeles. Buck and Eddie just finished working overtime so you promised to take care of Christopher until the end of their shift. When the tired firefighters came home they couldn't help but notice the wholesome life hacks you tried out to help Christopher cope with the warm temperatures. One of them ofcourse, water. When Buck eyed the water guns and balloons he couldn't stop his own excitement from growing. The little kid in him awoke and was ready for the water game of his life.
"What do you think Chris? Should we let y/n go?" Buck teased, resting the water gun against his shoulder while raising his brow.
"Nooooo!" Chris laughed before he and Buck started shooting the water at you. You tried your best to stop the water with your hands but the cold liquid splashed against your side. You squeeled loudly, throwing your head to the side so the water wouldn't hit your face. After you fell completely soaked, you managed to call out for a truce.
Chris smiled widly, running over to Eddie once he noticed his dad step outside on the patio. Buck carefully walked over to you, a mischievous smirk plastered on his beautiful lips. You panted slightly, whipping the water from your face as you looked over at your cocky boyfriend. His face fell once you mirrored his expression. He noticed the dangerous sparkle in your eyes, meaning you had something planned. Before he could react, you grabbed the gun Christopher dropped and started shooting at Buck. The Buckley shrieked loudly. Then proceeded to walk over to you once the gun ran out of water. You laughed loudly, trying your best to quickly run off. You didn't came far, Buck managed to catch you by grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to his chest. You both couldn't contain the giggles passing your lips as you fell to the ground. You tiredly reached over to your boyfriend. One hand rested on his stomach as the other holded your waist after giving it a playful tickle. You noticed that the water slowly absorbed in the material of his shirt. The short sleeves hugging his biceps perfectly. 'God.' You thought, admiring your boyfriend. Before you could wonder further, your train of thought was quickly abrupted by Buck's lips pressing a soft kiss against your temple.
Chris and Eddie walked over, a wide smile on their lips as they helped you both get back up. "You're smart, Chris. Running off to stay dry." Buck praised. "But I have some bad news for you." Before Chris could react, Buck grabbed him in the air. Hugging him tightly so the water could absord against his skin. Christopher let out a cheerfull yell before hugging Buck back. Eddie smiled in content. A warm feeling took over your chest as you admired your boyfriend. You loved how good he was with kids, especially Christopher and Jee-Yun. The little play dates he would organize and the amount of effort he would put to make them smile. Buck was a perfect uncle and hopefully someday a perfect father.
"I saw you guys at the open house yesterday." Eddie admitted as if he could read your mind. His arms were crossed, pressed against his chest. "You'd make great parents." He looked over at Buck and the smile on his son's lips. "Just saying." He chuckled, throwing his hands up after noticing your wondered expression. You bited down on the inside of your cheeck, trying your best to stop yourself from getting red. Eddie smiled before walking back inside to prepare tonight's dinner. Buck managed to hear what Eddie said. His eyes gazed at yours. His stomach dancing with butterflies at the thought of seeing you as a parent. He couldn't hide the shit eating grin from forming on his lips. He tried playing it cool by putting Chris back on the ground and helping him inside to his father. You followed their action and still deep in thought took place in your friends couch.
Maybe Eddie was right. You thought. Maybe you're ready.
A few moments later Buck wandered in, taking place next to you in the couch. "Christopher is helping Eddie with dinner." He said. "But I think we should check every 5 minutes, because Eddie and cooking." He joked, secretly knowing it was true. You snickered, sinking further into the couch.
"So," Buck started, stretching his arm so you could curl closer in his side. "I heard what Eddie said." Your head perked up, gazing at your boyfriend's beautiful eyes. "What do you think?" You asked.
"I think we should think about it." Buck admitted, caressing your face with his thumb. "Maybe do some research for what works best for us. Doesn't mean we have to do it now. Just... so we can think about it and look things over."
You smiled, you couldn't expect a better answer. Starting with kids can be scary, so you praised your boyfriend for also wanting to take it slow and get informed first without jumping into things. "I'm really happy you say that." You admitted, pressing a kiss to his lips.
"A little Buckley." Buck dreamed. "I can get used to that idea."
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“I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”
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Where CANON and FANON collide!
Season 7 FANON Speculation: Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading: “I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”
Chapter 26 is now available on AO3.
Please note: Chapters 24 and 25 were posted at the same time.
This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!
“I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”
Currently 26 chapters completed: 1M Words; Rated: Mature
One chapter will be posted at a time.
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Here's a snippet from Chapter 26 of an emotionally distraught and hysterical Eddie while he's on the phone with 9-1-1.
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“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”
“Yes I’m at 4995 S. Bedford St. and I have an adult male, 31 years of age who's unconscious and unresponsive and I need medical response.”
“Ok sir, can I get your name?”
“Eddie Diaz! I’m a firefighter and a paramedic with the 118.”
“Eddie!” Linda asks.
“Yes! Linda, I’m so glad it’s you.” He heaves past the sob lodged in the back of his throat that feels like a ping pong ball and continues. “Listen, it’s Buck… SHIT!” He stops talking because he remembers he needs to follow protocol for her recording then he tries again. “I mean you need his first and last name for the call. It’s my husband Evan Diaz and he’s also a firefighter with the—the 118.”
“Ok Eddie, I’m checking to see which RA unit is closest to that address but can you tell me what happened?”
“I—I don’t know but I came into the living room; he was swaying back and forth and I caught him before he—he hit the floor. I manually checked his vitals by doing the ABC method… I opened his airway, checked his breathing along with his circulation, then I—I got my medical bag and checked his pupillary response which is fine but his pulse, his blood pressure and his heart rate... and all of them are still low which is why I believe he might be having a bradycardia event. Linda… oh my god, whatever is happening to him is more serious than syncope because he’s still unresponsive.”
“Can you tell me how long he’s been down?”
“It’s been more than two minutes but I didn’t start counting until after I caught him so I could be one or two seconds off.”
“Ok, Eddie, our closest unit is 6 minutes away.”
He frowns and loudly asks, “Six minutes? Why?! I’m sorry please—please forgive me for being loud but I... I—I’m asking because there’s a fire station less than 4 minutes away from here.” He feels like he’s about to crawl out of his skin because the proximity of their home to the closest fire station in this area is one of the reasons why he decided to purchase it. He wanted to be close to one for Chris just in case they ever have to call emergency services.
Will the RA unit arrive in time to save Buck or will Eddie lose the love of his life? 👀
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This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!
Fic Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it. But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.
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Chapter Summaries
Chapter 1 - Eddie makes a new friend while Buck receives devastating news regarding the sperm donation he made for Connor and Kameron.
Chapter 2 - Buck does a lot of research to learn more about the abnormalities found in his red blood cells and Eddie starts a new therapy journey that’s all about him and not the traumas he’s experienced.
Chapter 3 - After more than a month, Buck and Eddie finally spend time together outside of work but it doesn’t end well and they part with a lot of uncertainty regarding their places in each other’s lives.
Chapter 4 - Eddie has a few realizations about his life which causes him to consider moving back to El Paso, TX while Buck continues to be reminded of his past which causes him to take an impromptu road trip across America.
Chapter 5 - Both Buck and Eddie have difficult conversations with their parents and Buck finally learns the truth behind the reason why his mother despised him while Eddie finally tells his mother about the way she tries to control him.
Chapter 6 - More than two weeks after Buck pushed Eddie away after suggesting they needed a break; Eddie decides to try again. Eddie’s there for Buck when he’s at his worst just like Buck was there for him when he was at his worst and he won’t let Buck give up.
Chapter 7 - After Buck’s mental breakdown, Eddie has his back the same way Buck had his when he had his own breakdown more than a year ago. They share several vulnerable and emotionally intimate moments with one another and they begin to realize their small, sweet and caring gestures matter just as much if not more than any grand gesture ever could because these are the foundations of a long-lasting love relationship.
Chapter 8 - Buck, Eddie and Chris all have their own therapists and during their sessions, they reflect on their pasts while they’re in the present so they can prepare for their future together as a family.
Chapter 9 - Buck and Eddie are there for each other when Buck has to testify as a witness during the trial. But by the end of it, they’ll both realize their individual and shared traumas are going to keep resurfacing until they talk about them, deal with the fact that they’re in love with one another and face the fact that they can’t live without each other.
Chapter 10 - As Buck and Eddie finally begin to confront their past traumas, they realize how much they need each other to fill in the gaps of their memories. Additionally, the universe screams at them for what appears to be the one hundredth time so Buck can realize he doesn’t have to ‘find it’ because he already ‘made it’ and Eddie’s reminded tomorrow isn’t promised and he doesn’t have to die alone if he doesn’t want to.
Chapter 11 - A “virga” or dry thunderstorm is in the forecast but once the rain starts, the thunderstorm happening outside won’t be able to match the storm brewing inside between Buck and Eddie. It’s the universe’s final scream and when the tumultuous winds begin to blow, they’ll have one last chance to hold onto everything they’ve built over the last six years or they’ll lose it all forever.
Chapter 12 - Buck and Eddie have always shared a deep physical attraction and an emotional intimacy that’s unmatched but now that they’re in a relationship, they’re learning how to navigate the romantic intimacy they’ve been waiting for six years to explore. The love they have for each other is a once in a lifetime, soulmate, love of their lives type of love that transcends space and time.
Chapter 13 - While navigating the newness of their romantic relationship, Buck and Eddie take advantage of every moment they spend together. As their individual lives, people from their pasts, time constraints and the possibility of losing each other again make attempts to interrupt and interfere with their journey to forever, they love, care for, support and hold onto each other even tighter to withstand it all.
Chapter 14 - Buck and Eddie can see the lights at the end of the tunnels regarding the results of Buck’s Cancer Screening along with everything else they’re dealing with. But are the lights they see exits to the tunnels or are they headlights on different runaway trains that are speeding towards them in an effort to interrupt their forever?
Chapter 15 - Buck and Eddie have known they were exactly who the other one wanted in a partner since they met six years ago when they agreed to have each other’s backs. They’re in a romantic relationship, they’re both preparing to ask the other one to spend forever with them and by the end of the seventh week into their relationship, together they will plan their most important and greatest adventure for their future.
Chapter 16 - As Buck and Eddie begin to prepare for their marriage ceremony that will take place in Rome, Italy in December 2023, they start planning their first international adventure as a romantic couple. Even though Chris is still the only person they’ve told about their relationship, several people who know them have already witnessed the love they share and as the days continue, others will witness it too.
Chapter 17 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to departing Los Angeles for their international adventure, a moment in time will remind them; life is fragile, tomorrow isn’t promised and every second of everyday should be cherished because everything can change in an instant. The result of that realization will cause them to hold onto each other even more.
Chapter 18 - As Buck, Eddie and Chris prepare for family gatherings before and during the Thanksgiving holiday, the “Santa Ana Winds” start to blow and all sorts of expected and unexpected familial drama ensues.
Chapter 19 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to their wedding day, the universe begins to align everything so that some of their parent and children's relationships are strengthened while others come to an abrupt end.
Chapter 20 - With only 14 days remaining until Buck, Eddie and Chris depart Los Angeles, CA traveling to Rome, Italy, for their first family adventure, an early morning conversation about “tying up loose ends” helps Buck and Eddie realize there are still several things left unfinished on their ‘To Do’ lists. The question is will there be enough time to complete all of them?
Chapter 21 - Buck, Eddie and Chris are finalizing their ‘To Do’ Lists, double checking their itineraries and packing their suitcases in preparation for their trip to Europe so they can board their flight that departs Los Angeles, CA on Friday, December 15, 2023 at 3:25PM.
Chapter 22 - While Buck, Eddie and Chris spend the first 8 days of their European family adventure in Italy, their primary reason for going will be fulfilled as well as several others they hadn’t considered or anticipated.
Chapter 23 - As the Diaz Family continues their Italian family adventure, they’ll say, “Ciao” or hello and goodbye to a lot of things almost immediately after they become an official and legal family.
Chapter 24 - After Buck, Eddie and Chris arrive in London, England on December 24th; the Diazes immediately start preparing to spend their first family Christmas together. During their stay, each of them will hear a few choice words that will be the life raft to get them home to complete their searches to be seen and to be found.
Chapter 25 - After spending more than two weeks in Europe, Eddie, Buck and Chris are back in Los Angeles and they’re getting ready to attend Maddie and Chimney’s New Year’s Eve party. During the event, they have plans to make two surprise announcements but the question is, who’s really going to be surprised, the Diaz family or their found family at the 118?
Chapter 26 - Buck and Eddie are once again faced with their greatest fear of losing each other but this time it could be permanent and if it is, then they won’t be able to spend the rest of their lives together.
Chapter 27 - Will be posted soon.
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Read chapters 1-26 are available on AO3.
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Burnin' On - Firefighter!Chris x Reader Masterlist
A/N: Okay it was no secret that I absolutely love these two and I couldn't stop writing them! So here's the extensions series! There's no real over-arching plot, just interconnected one-shots as and when I think of them! This will contain spoilers to the original series so go check that out of you haven't already
Warnings: Fluff! Light Angst! Spoilers for OG Series!
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