Chris Evans And Dodger - Blog Posts

pumpkins

pairing: chris evans x fem!reader

warnings: none just a short fluff drabble

a/n: writers block is terrible so this honestly the shortest thing ive ever written

“Struggling, honey?” Chris chuckled as he looked over at you, elbow deep in a pumpkin using all your strength to get all the insides out.

“Not at all” You huffed, looking up to see him stood over his already hollowed out pumpkin. “How have you done that so fast?” You whined “Actually don’t answer that”

Chris laughed softly as he rounded the table to wrap his arms around you, squeezing you comfortingly. “Do you want me to do it for you?”

Silence fell upon the two of you before you spoke a soft “Yes, please… can you also carve it?”

read to me

pairing: chris evans x booklover!actress!reader

summary: you had been so busy and tired from shooting your new movie that you hadn't picked up a book in weeks... so when you do, it's very hard to put it back down again

warnings: mentions and possible spoilers of the book Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover but other than that, there is none... just fluff <3

a/n: this is my first time writing chris evans and i love him so much

"Honey?" Chris whispered tiredly as he rubbed his eyes, turning on the lamp to find your side of the bed cold and still made. It wasn't a surprise. You had been getting home late at night for weeks because of filming and long days on set... but it was 3 am and you were usually always home by 1 at the latest. He noticed Dodger wasn't in his usual place at the end of the bed. With a slight sigh, Chris got up, slipping on his boxers before making his way downstairs.

Any worries about where you or Dodger was had slipped away as he reached the bottom of the stairs, seeing your boots and bag by the door and light shining from under the door of your tiny home library. Chris chuckled to himself as he gently pushed the door open to see you laid on her sofa, book in hand as Dodger rested his head on your stomach, fast asleep.

"It's 3 am, babe" He spoke up, smiling when you turned around and smiled up at him tiredly. You were already tired when you got home 2 hours ago but after a conversation about books with your co-star, you had to get home and read. It had been weeks since you last picked up a book... you promised only a few chapters but at chapter 17 it was just getting too good to put down no matter how tired you were getting. "Come to bed"

"But it's getting so good," You say, fighting the urge to close your eyes and fall asleep. "But I will come to bed and read if you carry me, take off your boxers, my jeans and put me in one of your shirts as soon as we get there... I really don't have the energy to dress myself."

Chris rolled his eyes, unable to contain his laugh as he moved towards you. Quicky running his hand over Dodger's fur to wake him before picking you up bridal style, making you giggle as you covered your face with the book, and making his way out of the room and back up the stairs. You laughed tiredly when he gently threw you down onto your side of the bed after ripping the neatly made sheets away. 

You laid down, reading the pages as he pulled your jeans off and discarded them on the floor. "You're gonna have to put the book down for a second, honey," He said softly, smiling slightly as you pouted and reluctantly put the bookmark in and laid the book beside you. "Arms up" Chris ordered. You did exactly what he said for him to carefully take off your shirt... then your bra leaving you sitting there in only your thong. Of course, he marvelled for a minute. 

"Chris it's cold and you've seen it a million times before" You tiredly mumbled, eyes half-closed but refusing to go to sleep. 

"Doesn't mean I don't love looking, doll." He smirked before taking one of his shirts from under your pillow and placing it over your head, guiding your arms through the armholes. Knowing that was done, you got under the covers and opened up your book... not before watching him throw his boxers across the room. He got in beside you, pulling you into his arms. "What's it about?" Chris asked. 

"I'm too tired to go into full detail but basically this girl, Tate, moves in temporarily with her brother and meets her brother's best friend, Miles. He doesn't want love and she doesn't have time for it so they basically have the perfect no-strings-attached agreement when they decide to just have sex as long as Tate sticks to his two rules." You explain with as much enthusiasm you have. Chris couldn't help but smile as he listened to you speak. He loved hearing you talk about books. It was your one true passion and could go on and on forever.

"What are the rules?" He wonders.

"Never ask about the past; don't expect a future," You tell him with a smile. "It's really good so far."

"If it's so good, maybe I should read it" 

"You could but you would definitely see me in a completely different light if you do. The cover may seem innocent but what's inside is far from it" You say, refusing to meet his eyes and only looking up when he chuckled. "What?"

"Honey, I know exactly what you read. I made the mistake of picking up a book you'd left out. Those few pages I read still haunt me." Chris joked making you roll your eyes. 

"Well, this book is tamer compared to what I usually read... And I feel compelled to tell you that I only started reading smut books when I was like 17" 

"I don't really care what you read as long as it makes you happy but I do think you should read to me," He said, pulling you impossibly closer into his side as he watched your smile widen. 

"Chapter seventeen. Corbin: Want to grab dinner? What time do you get off work? Me: Ten minutes. Where at? Corbin: We're nearby. We'll just meet you out front" You read.  "We? I can't ignore the excitement that flooded me with that text. Surely the we means him and Miles. I can't think of anyone else who would be coming with him, and I know Miles got home last night”

It didn't take very long before your words became slowed before they stopped altogether. Still smiling, Chris gently took the book from your hand, placed the bookmark in and put it on the bedside table before switching off the lamp, being careful not to wake you with his movements as your head was resting on his chest like how it did every night for the last 4 months you'd lived together. "I love you" He whispered, pressing a kiss to your hair.