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xxskycrystalxx · 3 years ago

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DS:MOM Thoughts [heavy spoilers beware]

I’m literally still processing the movie but here are just some jumbled thoughts of mine. (mostly of palmerstrange)

1. Defender Strange... you will be missed.

2. When I saw Stephen watching Christine get married in the trailer I thought yes, this is absolutely saddening and nothing could be worse than that (in terms of palmerstrange). Little did I know that that was only a fraction of how much harder Stephen took it in the movie. I mean just seeing him there and talking to Christine and wishing that things had went differently literally BROKE ME. Right person wrong time tbh.

3. America Chavez is amazing. The way people are hating both her and the actress is horrible and shouldn’t be condoned. She’s a great character and I can’t wait to see more of her in future movies/shows. Love how she and Strange really bonded, it was heartwarming. Makes me even sadder about him and Peter.

4. WONGGGGGGGGG THE OGGGGGGGGGG ; I had worries that they’d kill him off but he’s alright and being iconic as per usual.

5. Wanda. Dear Wanda. She was an absolute menace in the movie lol and I mean it literally. We knew she was as powerful as Sorcerer Supreme and just in general but damnnnnnnnnnn. I was legitimately terrified of her at certain points. I get why she became like that, I mean everyone should know. I feel for her I really do, but damn. Also... I’m pretty sure she’s not dead :)

6. Not Stephen’s significant memory being the one with him and Christine having dinner and Christine giving him THE watch. *crying in palmerstrange feels*

7. THE ILLUMANTI!!!!!!!! I was expecting the others (especially Professor X since we heard him in the trailer and Captain Carter as well as Monica Rambeau being Captain Marvel) but what really made me internally scream and pump my fists in the air was John Krasinski as Reed Richards. He was the perfect fan casting as him and I’m literally over the moon seeing him in the suit/character. I’m expecting him to come back in the new F4 movie and when he does I will literally lose it. Actually I’d lose it even more if they cast Emily Blunt as Sue Richards. Besides that, it was quite gruesome and sad that the heroes of that world were killed off so easily and brutally like holy crap. RIP

8. The music fight between the two Strange’s was just absolute *chef’s kiss.*

9. “I love you. I love you in every universe. It’s not that I don’t want to care for someone, or have someone care for me, it’s just -- I get scared.” *cue the sobbing* I lost it when Stephen said this, absolutely lost it. I will never EVER climb out of the Palmerstrange hole I’ve dug for myself after this. I just can’t. Then the way 838-Christine caressed his face like Christine did in the sacred timeline in the first movie..... that was it for me. Rachel and Benedict. You guys destroyed me, but I’m entirely grateful for it. The fact that in every universe Palmerstrange were a thing but could never get the endgame they deserved hurts me sm that just thinking about them makes me want to cry forever. WHAT DID THEY DO TO BE TREATED LIKE THIS????????!!!!! On sidenote: I want someone to love me in every universe too....

10. The watch. THE WATCH. Seeing the watch Christine gave Stephen now will just be giving me trauma and heartbreak. I do like the fact that at the end they had Stephen fix the watch and put it away as a sign of him moving on. I mean there was always going to be a point where he moved on. I’m happy for him. But ofc, my sad Palmerstrange heart always had hoped for a happy ending for them. It is what it is now.

11. They introduced Clea [pretty sure that’s her in the first end credits although the casting is not my favorite] so she’ll be a very important character in the next film (or whatever else she’ll be in) and will most likely be Stephen’s love interest [since yes they are married in the comics.... Clea Strange....], I don’t hate her. I’m looking forward to what her character will bring, but it doesn’t mean I’ve recovered from Palmerstrange and that Rachel/Christine should not be in future films. If they want to erase her when Clea comes in, sorry that’s not it. I won’t have it. If they can’t be a thing anymore fine, but at least let her still be in Stephen’s life as a close friend, a confidante even. It’s the least that could be done at this point.

12. No cap but all the multiverse stuff made my head spin lol, but that sequence where Stephen and America were going through all the universes’ was really cool though, props to Marvel for that.

13. Marvel really made me wait like 20 minutes to see the second end-credits scene and then proceeded to troll everyone by showing us that pizza-donut thing seller guy finally stop punching himself in the face. Thanks for that Marvel.

Overall really great movie, I had a great time being in the theaters and watching it (seeing as how I haven’t been to the theaters ever since COVID started), absolute stellar performances from the whole cast, love them all!!! I have more rambles/thoughts about the movie but I think I’ll stop here and spare anyone who reads this from anymore lol.

#doctor strange #doctor strange multiverse of madness #doctor strange: multiverse of madness #stephen strange #dr strange #dsmom spoilers #doctor strange multiverse of madness spoilers #palmerstrange #marvel #mcu #christine palmer #wanda maximoff #wong #america chavez #my thoughts

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harley-sunday · 2 years ago

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Top 5 Fics you’ve read… (F1 or otherwise)

Oof, there have been so many!

But here are the ones I still think about months/years later:

Sticks and Stones (@samingtonwilson, Bucky Barnes x reader. Super cute and a perfect comfort fic.)

I Struck a Match and Blew Your Mind (@33max on AO3, Maxiel AU where Max is a getaway driver for Daniel. It's SO good! You know how sometimes you read something and are like, I wish I could have written that.. That's this fic for me.)

Take my Hand Tonight (@seasidepierre, Daniel Ricciardo x reader. I think about this fic at least once a month. It’s so goddamn cute!)

You Feel Like a Holiday (AO3, Bucky Barnes x Sharon Carter AU. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier gave me Bucky/Sharon feels, ok? Don't @ me.)

Case the Promised Land (AO3, Brad Leone x Claire Saffitz hospital AU that is amazing! I was totally emerged in the Bon Appetit youtube channel during the first lockdown and yeah... Still one of my faves.)

So... I started this list and right of the bat two of my faves were no longer to be found, with the user's tumblr empty of content. They were There's No Place Like Home (a Chris Evans x reader article AU and Boston Boys (Chris Evans x OFC and John Krasinski x OFC Mob AU) and I still think about them regularly... If anything knows these fics and knows if they've been posted elsewhere please let me know!

🧡

#Harley answers asks #Top 5 Things #Harley recommends

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aroacedisasterr · 3 years ago

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DOCTOR STRANGE MoM SPOILERS

So i watched it yesterday and my expectations were low since i hated the Loki series (both are written by Mike Waldron ) but it was good, i'd say a solid 6/10

Good parts :

-The acting. They were all fantastic in the movie but special mention to Elizabeth Olsen who ate this performance. She was AMAZING you could see the pain Wanda was going through in her eyes it was beautiful (and heartbreaking)

-WE SAW MORE OF WONG. That was a nice surprise, he is a great character although i felt like he was underused? Like idk if i'm clear but we could have seen a lot more of his powers, i'm still glad he had a important part

- The illuminati. Now there is a lot more of things that i don't like about this storyline but i still liked some things. Namely the characters. John Krasinski as Reed Richards was amazing, it's something a lot of fans have been wanting to see for a long time, Maria Rambeau being Captain Marvel was nice too, she's a great character, SIR PATRICK STEWART, I'M NOT OKAY, we have an introduction for the x-men now , it was great seeing Haley Atwell as Captain Carter and see her reprise her role of Peggy Carter. And i was really not expecting to see Black Bolt. I watched Inhumans and thought that his character had a lot of potential and i'm glad Marvel saw that too

-America Chavez. She is a great character and a lost teenage girl and it was nice to see

-The Darkhold, i love that it made us see more of Scarlet Witch and the power that it holds on the person using it (even though we saw some of that in Agents of Shield, but it was a little different)

-The Scarlet Witch taking control over Wanda and seeing her becoming a villain. I love it when characters get lost and become villains, even if it doesn't last

-The fact that no one could beat Wanda/The Scarlet Witch and she stopped herself (with America's help ofc) instead of Doctor Strange or someone else defeating her. SHE IS THE STRONGEST AVENGER AND I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL

Now for the parts that i didn't like:

- the lack of portals. Most of the fight would have been over wayyyy faster if they used portals. Like the fight scene in the begining with the monster and America, three or four portals and it's over.

-that scene on Earth 838 where Christine, America and Stephen are running away from Wanda. It's ridiculous. First of all, Wanda, why are you walking and chasing them with glass in your feet? Bestie you can fly. And the others, WHY DO YOU STOP AND WAIT FOR WANDA TO COME. Oh she's not trying to destroy the door anymore, let's wait and see what happen. NO. YOU KEEP RUNNING YOU IDJITS. You do not wait for danger to get closer.

- The illuminati plot. As much as i loved seeing all these characters, and i really did, i think they could have been introduced in an other way, idk i didn't really liked the whole thing, it bothered me, cause the characters dies so quickly (i know we'll prob see them again anyway but still ) it just felt like too much or too little. But my father loved it so idk

I probably forgot some things

That being said, it's only my opinion so props to everyone who worked on the movie, i may not adore it but others do, and a lot of efforts were put in this movie and it shows

#doctor strange mom #doctor strange multiverse of madness #marvel #wanda maximoff

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suitofvibraniumarmor · 4 years ago

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Marvel Masterlist

One-Shots

Just Another Day (Clint Barton x Reader)

The Moment (Chris Evans x Reader)

Small Town Girl (Chris Pratt x Reader)

Smoothie Moves (Clint Barton x Reader)

Lovely (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Series

The American Initiative (Clint Barton x OFC, Steve Rogers x OFC)

The Nearness of You (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Boston Boys (Crossover; Chris Evans x OFC, John Krasinski x OFC)

Yours Truly (Chris Pratt x OFC, Chris Evans x OFC) Collab w/ @captain-s-rogers

If You Just Realize (Sebastian Stan x Reader)

Headstrong (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Howler’s (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Proof of Heart (Bucky Barnes x OFC Maverick Knight)

Drabbles

“Please don’t make me socialize.” (Chris Evans)

“I’m getting too old for this.” (Clint Barton)

Vacation (Loki Laufeyson)

“I’ve been buying the wrong underwear.” (Chris Evans)

Language! (Steve Rogers)

Hide & Seek (Chris Evans)

Dance Lessons (Chris Pratt)

Thunderstorm Confessions (Chris Pratt)

Our Night (Chris Evans)

Sunflowers & Memories (Tony Stark)

The M-Word (Sebastian Stan)

Coney Island (Steve Rogers)

Hot Chocolate (Tony Stark)

Ice Skating (Chris Evans)

Playing in the Snow (Sam Wilson)

Somewhere Only We Know (Sebastian Stan)

Let It Rain (Chris Evans)

Figures (Chris Evans)

Brokenhearted Red Carpet (Sebastian Stan)

Headcanons

First Date/Kiss (Steve Rogers)

PCOS Diagnosis Reaction (Tom Holland, Chris Evans, RDJ, Sebastian Stan)

Sadie’s Pregnancy (Chris Pratt x OFC Sadie)

Happy Hour Asks

Pietro’s Smile

Chris Watching Elsa Sleep

Steve & Ellie Falling For Each Other

Challenges/Bingos/Other Events

Marvel Fluff Bingo ‘20

Bucky Barnes Bingo ‘20

Marvel Fluff Bingo ‘21

Bucky Barnes Bingo ‘21

Bucky Bingo ‘21

Marvel ‘90s Bingo 21-22

RomCom Writing Challenge (Hosted)

A Better Love Story Than Twilight Writing Challenge (Hosted)

Changes Writing Challenge (Hosted)

#marvel #fanfiction #masterlist

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lullabieswrappedinlies · 5 years ago

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After All This Time

Summary: You cross paths with your high school sweetheart, stirring up old feelings for the both of you. Pairing: John Krasinski x Reader, John Krasinski x OFC Amy Word Count: 1255 Warnings: Hmm, none? Request: So, bear with me, I’ve never done this before! I was thinking of a fan fiction of John Krasinski x reader about John and you being high school sweethearts but meeting back up in Boston on a whim and reigniting the flame between the two of you but he is in a committed relationship? - @katec22878 Forgive me for taking so long to get to this request! I hope you enjoy what I’ve written! A/N: Do we need a part two for this, or leave it as is? I can’t decide.

The grass poked through the thin blanket you were laying on, but you didn’t much care. You were watching the night sky with John by your side; that was all you cared about.

“I can’t believe we graduated today,” you breathed, looking up at the stars. There seemed to be one for each of the possibilities that lay ahead of you in the adult world.

John was on his side, head propped up on one hand, watching you as intently as you were watching the blanket of stars above. He leaned over to kiss your forehead.

“I can’t believe we only have one summer left before you leave for college.”

Your attention snapped to John. His green eyes were clouded with worry. You sat up and pulled his face towards yours so you could kiss him properly.

“You’re going to college, too. But we’re going to be fine, John. No one thought we would make it the four years that we have. Do you realize it was the summer before high school started that we started dating?”

John chuckled. “I do realize — I was there.”

“I know that,” you smiled. “Nothing is gonna happen to us. We’re always gonna be together. You love me, right?”

John drew in a deep breath. He looked over your entire face, then pulled you on top of him. You were straddled over his hips, and he gently fell back to the blanket.

“You have no idea how much I love you,” John whispered, pushing your hair out of your face.

You smiled as you leaned down, your face inches away from his. “And I love you, so much. We’re young, and we have so far to go. We’re gonna get there, though, and we’re gonna get there together.”

John smiled as he pulled you towards him, wrapping his arms around you. The kisses deepened; you pulled to the side and John followed, careful as he rolled on top of you.

Outside of the gas station, you crumpled up your receipt and tossed it into a trash can, then pulled your sunglasses from the top of your head down in front of your eyes. You breathed in deep before getting back in your car; your job in South Carolina wasn’t so far from home but you certainly stayed busy enough to not come home as often as you’d like. That smell that was just so familiar, so Boston, was something you always looked forward to.

This weekend was your fifteen year high school reunion. The numbers were looking to be small, but that was okay. Work had kept you from your ten year reunion, so you were happy to catch up with anyone who did show up.

“Y/N? Is that you?”

You turned away from the open driver’s side door, searching the other patrons for the somewhat familiar voice. When you spotted him, your eyes went wide and your smile stretched ear to ear.

“John? Oh my gosh!”

The both of you jogged toward each other, meeting in a fierce embrace. You hadn’t seen John in at least five years, and the few interactions between breaking up and seeing each other now had been mostly in passing. He picked you up off the ground, causing you to giggle.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he said after setting you back down. “When did you get in? Are you — are you living back in Boston?”

You shook your head. “No, still in Carolina. I’m here for the reunion. Missed the ten year, because of work, so I thought I’d try to make this one. Are you going?”

“I RSVP’d but I hadn’t thought it through enough to decide if I was going to attend.” John paused for a moment, putting his hands on his hips and really taking in your appearance. “You look amazing, Y/N. Time has done you well.”

“Time and a little of that Carolina coast air,” you shrugged, feeling your cheeks heat. “You look good, too. It’s been too long since we’ve really caught up. Do you maybe want to —”

“John?”

A tall, pretty blonde walked towards the two of you. John’s eyes met yours, a sliver of panic in them, before he held his arm out to the approaching woman. His hold settled around her waist, and she leaned into him.

“Y/N, this is my girlfriend, Amy. This is my — well, this is Y/N. I’m pretty sure I told you, we dated in high school.”

Realization washed over the other woman’s features. “Ah, yes, I do remember you telling me about that. It’s nice to meet you, Y/N, I’ve heard wonderful things.”

You shook her hand, briefly. “If I was around more, I’m sure I would hear wonderful things about you, too. I’m just in town for the reunion this weekend. Actually, my parents are expecting me — I’m staying with them — so I should get going. I hope to see you guys at the reunion, but if I don’t … John, it was nice running into you, and Amy, so nice to meet you.”

The wave you offered as you walked back to your car was nothing if not awkward. You chided yourself for not being more calm and collected in front of John’s girlfriend but, somehow, even fifteen years after the fact, your stomach flipped at the idea of John being with anyone but you.

“That’s over,” you reminded yourself. “Get over yourself and get on with your day.”

But you couldn’t help looking over your shoulder to catch another glimpse of him, and you couldn’t help the butterflies in your stomach when you saw that John was also looking over his shoulder at you.

That night, you lay in the bed you had slept in for most of your life, staring at the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling. The day after you and John had graduated, you had gone out and gotten two packs of them; one for at home, one for your dorm. No matter where you were, or where John was, you wanted to remember how it had felt, being with him and seeing those stars and being so in love and feeling so hopeful for the future.

At the moment, the desired effect was happening. You remembered everything you felt that night, and your wish to go back was only bolstered by your run in with John earlier that day. You scolded yourself for wishing for chances that had clearly passed you by, rolled to your side, and tried to fall asleep.

A knock on the door sounded before you were able to fall asleep. You sat up, waiting to see if you would hear it again. Not a pounding, but there was an urgency behind the noise. Knowing from many times you had snuck out of the house that your parents would sleep through a tornado, you got up and went to the entryway. You checked out the window first, frowning at the visitor on your front porch.

“John? You all right? You look like you ran all the way —”

His hands held your face and his lips pressed soft yet earnest against yours. If you weren’t so caught up in the familiar high of kissing John, you would have pinched yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming. He was the first to pull away, but his hands remained on either side of your face. He licked his lips and stumbled a couple of times before managed actual words.

“I need to talk to you.”

#john krasinski #fanfiction #request #reader insert #john krasinski x reader #john x reader #one of two?#absolutely i queue

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hettiesworld · 4 years ago

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New F4 series

Series title: Play with Fire

Pairing: Johnny Storm x OFC (Sophie)

Plot: Sophie Powell is stumbled upon by the Fantastic Four. Johnny falls for her but the feeling is one-sided as she doesn’t feel the same way. When Ronan the Accuser comes to take over the world, the gang find out that Sophie has to defeat him before as she was able to banish him to the Mystical Realms. Then, Johnny and the rest of the Fantastic Four help Sophie in the final battle.

Cast List:

John Krasinski as Reed Richards/Mr Fantastic

Emily Blunt as Susan Storm/Invisible Woman

Chris Evans as Johnny Storm/Human Torch

Ron Perlman as Ben Grimm/The Thing

Lee Pace as Ronan the Accuser

Viggo Mortensen as Victor Von Doom/Doctor Doom

Rosario Dawson as Alicia Masters

Shailene Woodley as Sophie Powell

OC Profile:

Name: Sophie Powell Nickname(s): Soph Alias: N/A Age: 29 years old Hero or villain: Undecided

Personality traits: Independent, reserved, youthful, mystical, submissive, tough.

Powers/Abilities: Dimension magic, portal creation, levitation, dimensional warping, dimensional vision, psychic shield, mental and emotional manipulation, mind control.

Birth date: 15th November 1992 Love interest: Johnny Storm Weaknesses: Can get mind controlled easily. Faceclaim: Shailene Woodley

Backstory: Her powers doesn’t directly derive from her, but rather from wearing a crystal skull necklace they just happen to come across. Her parents were killed. Her home was burned down, and lifelong dreams were crushed. She was saddened and angry.

Taglist is under the cut.

@optimistic-dinosaur-nacho @averyrogers83 @captain-a-rogers @donutloverxo @princess-evans-addict @jeremyrennerfanxxxx123 @angryschnauzer @normadevans82 @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory @girl-next-door-writes @captainchrisbaby @denisemarieangelina @clogger101 @k-evans-writes @kindaskimpy @chris-evans-indian-fanfic @chriscaprogers @nickysurfer28 @yavanna80

#johnny storm x ofc #fantastic four #masterlist #nbarnes #chris evans

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 5 years ago

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 9]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 2380 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

Tags/ Warnings: RPF, Actor Fic, Love, Relationships, New Relationships, Old Relationships, Old Flame, High School Reunion, High School Romance, Implied S*x, H*ndjobs, Or*l S*x, Babies, Pregnancy, Stress, Angst, Arguing, Fighting, Boston, Hometown, Long Distance Relationships, Betrayal, Cheating, Fluff, Best Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, Church, Morning Sickness, Long Fic, Kissing, Nursery, Surprises, Spa Retreats, Proposals, Weddings, Paternity, Dubious Paternity, Two Dads, C-Section

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I woke up late on Friday. The school was closed for the day which meant no private lessons, no after-school practices and no kids. I had caught up on the odd loose ends for the end of term and what I hadn’t done I wasn’t bothered about. Once today was over I was officially on winter break so everything else could wait until after Christmas, I had enough to deal with.

I got up after a call from my sister who informed me she had purchased the decorations for the stage and some final bit of costume for one of the dance numbers. She then told me she was heading to the studio and I looked at the clock to see it was almost 930 am. With a sigh, I told her I’d see her soon and jumped out of bed to go shower. I turned the water on to let it run and warm up before I dared disrobe but as I stood there I ogled my belly. There was now a distinct bump protruding out under my shirt. I put my hands under my shirt and held it, imagining the little baby from the sonogram underneath them.

I sighed happily. Even if everything was a complete mess right now I still had these little moments, just us.

I showered and dressed, making sure to throw a change of clothes for this evening in my bag, and then threw down a piece of toast before getting in my car and heading to the studio. When I got there it was chaos. With only 4 teachers, a receptionist and me to set up for a pageant there was a lot to do. My sister and Louise, our dance teacher, were busy putting the finishing touches on costumes and props for the show which meant the main auditorium needed setting up and decorating, the stage needed setting and one of the rehearsal rooms needed decorating for parents and friends to ‘party’ afterwards.

When I arrived I found our other teachers Becky and Emma sitting with Lydia at the reception desk, chatting.

‘What are you all doing here?’ I asked, knowing there was so much to do made me a little irked that they were all sitting around. It wasn’t as if they had been here early either, they like me had come in late given that they had no classes to teach. ‘We were waiting for you,’ Becky said. She was our youngest teacher, just out of college and eager if not a little ditzy. ‘You could’ve started without me,’ I said. ‘We thought we better approach it with a game plan,’ Lydia said. Lydia was smart but lacked any get-up and go. ‘Right,’ I said unconvinced, ‘well why don’t we start in the auditorium? Becky and Lydia if you put the seats out? Emma you can put decorations up and I’ll do the tree and make directions for the audience.’ ‘Okay,’ Becky said standing up and beckoning the others to follow her. Emma did quickly and Lydia trailed behind with a sour face. ‘C’mon Lyd,’ I said coming up behind her, ‘it’s not all bad. There are only 200 seats to go.’

She groaned which made me chuckle.

As they went to the auditorium and started to move the collapsible seats from where they were collected by the end wall Emma and I went to the store cupboard in the hall and got out the box labelled Christmas decorations and the spare tree we kept for the pageant. There was of course already one in our foyer but Jo insisted on having another one for the Christmas show so every year we got the same old tree out and put it up for one day.

Emma lugged the box of decorations and I dragged the tree into the main room and we set to work. I set the tree up by the side of the stage. It took a good half hour to get all the branches out and separated and another half hour to get the lights, tinsel and ornaments on. Once I was done I helped set a few chairs out with the girls and then we headed into the other room to set up for the party.

We set out a couple of tables for food and drinks and got a few chairs out of storage to line the room just in case. We put flyers out for extra classes and our donation box for the homeless shelter that Jo was going to take there at the weekend. We also set up a table for the raffle we were having for fundraising.

As we made up the finishing touches and the girls made their way to the small staff kitchen for a coffee break I sat down on a chair and looked at my little world. It wasn’t a big business. It wasn’t the most famous. It had one auditorium, 3 rehearsal rooms and a handful of teachers but it was successful. It made enough money to support us all and it helped kids with their dreams. They were happy here, which made me happy in turn.

‘You doing any work today or not?’ my sister said coming in the dance hall door and taking a seat next to me. ‘Hey, I’ve done more than enough today,’ I chuckled, ‘besides you don’t have to go and pick up the Costco order count yourself lucky.’ ‘Woah, you opted to be the business sister, not me. I’ve been sewing tails on rat costumes for the past hour.’ ‘Rather you than me,’ I said. ‘Thank you very much. Anyway, I’m gonna get back to it,’ she said getting up. ‘I’m gonna go check the running stuff for tonight then,’ I said reaching out for a hand up. ‘C’mon chunk,’ she said with a chuckle.

We parted ways in the corridor and I went to the reception desk and logged on to review the running order for tonight. I fired up the document and started looking at times for each section and music and lighting cues that I would have to go over with our sound guy later this afternoon. I was deep in concentration and didn’t hear the opening of the door.

‘You know you still stick your tongue out when you concentrate,’ Chris said from the other side of the desk. ‘What are you doing here?’ I said without thinking, ‘sorry, that was harsh.’ ‘I came to see you,’ he said. ‘You’re not still mad at me then?’ I asked meekly. ‘Well, I thought about it and well it doesn’t really make a lot of sense to be angry. I mean we can’t change it right?’ ‘Right,’ I said though I didn’t feel any better. ‘So can we talk?’ Chris asked, leaning on the desk and looking down at me. ‘Of course-’ ‘Oh my God!’ came a shriek from behind us. I whipped around to find Lydia standing looking at Chris with excitement, ‘it’s Captain America! Kate!’ ‘Lydia this is Chris, Chris this is Lydia,’ I said with embarrassment. Lydia came around the desk and held her hand out for Chris to shake which he did with grace. ‘I can’t believe you’re actually here! I love Marvel,’ she gushed. ‘Well, thank you,’ he said expertly. I had no doubt that he was used to this attention but for me it was new. To me, he was just Chris. ‘What are you doing here? Kate, I didn’t know you knew him,’ she said as if I had kept it from her deliberately, ‘are you part of the pageant? I know Jo wouldn’t mind stepping down as host I mean think of all the money it would bring in, right Kate?’ ‘Chris isn’t here for that,’ I said hoping she would be quiet, ‘right Chris?’ ‘Um yeah,’ he said, ‘sorry to disappoint.’ ‘But you’re coming to the show, right? I’ve gotta get the girls. Wait here one minute,’ she said disappearing into the studio. I grabbed my keys and coat off the desk and said, ‘come on. Before she comes back.’ ‘Katie, I don’t mind honestly,’ he said. ‘Well I do,’ I said grabbing his hand as I walked around the desk and pulled him to follow me. We were out into the parking lot and in my car before she could even return.

‘You know I don’t mind being friendly with them, you didn’t have to save me,’ he said as he buckled up and I started to reverse out of the lot. ‘I know that,’ I said, ‘it’s just I’ve not seen you in a week and there are a lot more important things to talk about don’t you think?’ ‘Well I guess you’re right…but where are we going?’ he asked. ‘Costco.’ ‘Costco?’ ‘Yeah, I’ve gotta get food and drinks for the show tonight. Water for the kid's stuff like that you can help me and we can talk.’ ‘Okay,’ he said, ‘so what exactly is this show tonight?’ ‘It’s our Christmas pageant. The kids work up to it from the time they come back in the fall. They pick an act they want to do like a dance or a skit. Some of them sing and we do carols throughout. We ask parents to make donations for the homeless shelter and the ticket money goes back to the school. That way we can pay for trips and things for the kids. It helps us ferry them to auditions as well.’

‘Woah, I can’t believe how successful you are,’ Chris said, his words sounding mocking but his tone was genuine. ‘It’s a little school on the outskirts of Boston, it’s hardly Julliard.’ ‘No, but it’s a start. The kids gotta start somewhere. It’s admirable.’ ‘Thanks,’ I said, feeling a blush creep up, ‘how did you even know where I worked?’ ‘I have insider knowledge,’ he said with a wink. ‘Oh come on,’ I said as we pulled off the road into the parking lot of Costco. ‘I’m serious,’ he said, ‘I’ve got people on the inside.’ ‘Oh yeah, who?’ ‘My niece and nephew both come to your school. Alex and Amelia, they’re in the younger groups. Blonde, blue-eyed ankle biters,’ he said and I could just about picture two young kids. ‘Your sister's kids?’ I asked. ‘Yeah,’ he said. ‘I think I saw her a couple of weeks ago. I thought I recognised her. I told her about my scan,’ I said as I stopped the car and turned to him with accusations written all over my face.

‘What?’ he said looking at me confused. ‘Did you know? Did she tell you I was pregnant?’ ‘No-’ he started to speak but I carried on. ‘Is that why you turned up at my door last week did you know?’ ‘No! Of course I didn’t,’ he said as I unbuckled my belt and grabbed my bag from the footwell of the passenger side and got out, slamming the door. He was hot on my trail as I walked up the lot towards the entrance. He grabbed my elbow, forcing me to slow to a stop as he said, ‘Kate, I honestly didn’t know. She never mentioned it. Why would you think that I would lie to you?’ ‘You’ve done it before,’ I muttered unthinkingly. Even I knew that that was below the belt. ‘Come on. Do you think I wouldn’t just come out and ask you? You pussyfooted around telling me so much I think that would’ve been a better solution, don’t you?’ ‘Yeah...I guess. I’m sorry,’ I said, ‘it’s just everything’s so upside down at the moment and I don’t know what to do. My emotions are all over the place. You’re only just speaking to me. John won’t return my phone calls-’ ‘Really?’ Chris said with concern. ‘Yeah, he’s really mad Chris,’ I said as we started a slow amble towards the entrance. I grabbed a shopping cart and showed my card at the door being careful to keep quiet around prying ears. Luckily, Chris attracted no attention.

As we walked the aisles looking for the things I needed Chris said, ‘so he’s not too happy huh?’ ‘No,’ I said, ‘he won’t even speak to me. I’ve tried. He’s upset that I didn’t tell him as soon as I realised but I just didn’t know what to do.’ ‘I’m sure it’ll blow over soon. I mean I’ve been stewing all week and then I realised it’s done nothing for me,’ he said as I gestured for him to grab two big containers of sweets for the kids after the show, ‘I realised that there was no use being mad and I might as well find out the truth before it’s too late.’ ‘What do you mean?’ I said stopping the cart at the end of the aisle which made Chris stop and face me. ‘Well, I’ve been researching you know. Tests, paternity tests,’ he said with a cough before falling silent as a couple walked past us with their shopping. ‘Oh,’ I said as they disappeared out of sight, ‘right.’

‘Well, Katie you had to think that this was coming right?’ ‘Well of course,’ I said though if I was honest with myself I didn’t really want to think about it and my research was none existent apart from the quick google I did after my scan, ‘I just thought it would be after you know…’ ‘Oh, well I don’t know. I mean we don’t have to decide right now in the cat food aisle of Costco right?’ he said with the look I knew all too well. It was the look he gave me whenever we bickered, the look that always made me give in and laugh along with him making whatever spat we were having a long forgotten one. ‘Right…besides there’s three of us in this,’ I said thinking of John as I clutched my bump. ‘Yeah,’ he said though his tone was less jovial, ‘come on let's carry on otherwise you’ll have a mini-riot on your hands.’ ‘And that’s just the parents,’ I joked as he threw an arm around me and gave me a squeeze before strolling ahead of me to carry on shopping. My heart beat a little quicker as I watched him. Damn it.

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 21]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 1526 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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‘You gonna stand out here all day?’ came a voice from behind me. I turned to find Jo watching me with her arms folded. ‘What are you doing here?’ I asked, shaking off the memories I had been swimming in. ‘Emma twisted her ankle trying to climb a rock. We had to carry her back and she’s inside being treated.’ ‘What a way to end the weekend,’ I chuckled walking towards her. She linked me and we started walking down the paved path to the hotel.

‘What were you doing out here?’ she asked, noting my quiet demeanour. ‘Just thinking about everything.’ ‘Like what?’ ‘Breaking up with Chris,’ I admitted. ‘Woah, keep it light,’ she jested. ‘I am. I am. I was just thinking about how much everything has changed. I mean when Chris and I were dating we were just kids and I know he didn’t handle everything well-’ ‘With cheating on you.’ ‘Yes,’ I grumbled, ‘but I get why it happened. We were unhappy and it was not like I was flying to L.A. every five minutes to see him and I was annoyed that he wouldn’t come home to see me. And I think that’s why we’re such close friends now because he's changed so much. He’s caring and thoughtful.’ ‘So you don’t think that you two could y'know?’ ‘I honestly don’t,’ I said, ‘I love Chris and I’m glad he’s back in my life but there’s too much water under that bridge. Besides we split for a reason. He paved the way for me and John to get together. And if I’m honest I don’t think I’d have split up with him if I didn’t have to back then. We could be on kid 8 by now.’ ‘You really love John don't you?’ She said as we approached the house. ‘I really do,’ I said, ‘but if I have to do this by myself so be it. I can’t force him to love me and I suppose having Chris’ support is better than having no support whatsoever.’ ‘Well you’ve always got us,’ she said. ‘Thank you,’ I said pulling her in for a hug, ‘and thanks for this weekend. I really have enjoyed myself.’

We walked back inside to find the girls in the foyer seating area. Emma was sitting with her leg up on the table with an ice pack balanced over it. They were chatting and we sat down beside them. We were able to have afternoon tea at the hotel before check out which was a lovely end to the weekend. Afterwards, we headed upstairs to grab our luggage so we could head home.

After a lengthy drive due to traffic, we managed to make it back to town. Jo and I dropped everyone home before heading back to mine to get Jo’s car. After saying goodbye to Jo I headed inside. Bruno didn’t come running as I expected.

‘Bruno,’ I called as I dumped my bags by the front door. I walked through the living room to find it empty as was the kitchen. I made my way into the dining room and found Chris standing there by the back door. ‘What are you doing in here?’ I asked, noting the lack of lights on in the house, ‘where’s Bruno?’ ‘He’s outside,’ Chris said, stopping me as I tried to walk forward to look out the patio doors. ‘Chris what’s going on?’ ‘I said I’d help,’ he said. ‘Help with what?’ I said. ‘Why don’t you see for yourself?’ He asked, taking my hand and leading me out to the open patio door.

My garden was unrecognisable. The patio was lined with candles which extended down the grass to a small table spot under my oak tree. The tree had been wrapped in fairy lights illuminating the garden which had started to fall dark in the late spring evening. Under the tree were John and Bruno. John stood watching me nervously. He was dressed in jeans and a sweater and looked as gorgeous as ever.

I looked at him and then back to Chris who was standing at the patio door watching me with a smile. He mouthed a ‘go on’ and I walked out onto the grass and towards John. He stood there, smiling at me though I could feel the nerves roll off of him. I got there slowly due to my bump slowing me down but as I reached him he smiled. Bruno sat next to him, wagging his tail as he saw me.

‘What’s going on?’ I said. ‘I’m here to say I’m sorry.’ ‘John-’ I said but he continued. ‘Katie, please. I came to say I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did and I got all het up about Chris when I didn’t need to. I didn’t think about the baby and I didn’t think about you. And in all of this, I made you think I didn’t love you which is the furthest thing from the truth. Katie, I’ve loved you since we were sixteen. Since the second day of tenth grade when you made me laugh so hard I snorted Dr. Pepper out my nose in front of the whole cafeteria. And I know it’s not been the simplest ride. And I always thought that the reason you picked Chris was because you didn’t love me but it’s not, well I hope it’s not. It’s because I never told you how I felt. I let Chris ask you out before I could even though I knew I loved you. I waited for you to dump him even though I knew the two of you were coming close to the end of your relationship and you were miserable. I could’ve told you so many times and I didn’t. And then I let you go. I chose my career and let myself believe that we wouldn’t work when I don’t know that, how could anyone know that?’ ‘I agreed with you,’ I chimed in and he chuckled. ‘Yeah but I shouldn’t have let you. I shouldn’t have been a coward. And I took a drunken mistake to mean you were in love with Chris again when that’s not true. And don’t worry about the kiss, Chris told me about it.’ ‘I didn’t mean anything,’ I said, truthfully. ‘I know. To be honest I don’t really blame you. You were pregnant and mostly alone. I know you’ve excused my behaviour because of my dad but I don’t think you should. I’ve not acted the way I should. I got jealous that Chris was helping. Helping the baby, like how crazy is that? I’m jealous that he wants to be part of this when he’s every right. I took it as a slight against me… and I made you believe that I won’t care about you if the baby isn’t mine. So, I asked Chris to help me and he was very gracious to do so after me being such a dick.’ ‘Told you he was a nice guy,’ I joked. ‘And he got you out of the house for the weekend and he helped me set this up. All so I could show you how much I love you and so I could ask you,’ as he spoke he started lowering himself down onto one knee as he went into his pocket and grabbed a small black box.

‘Katie Butler, will you marry me?’ he asked looking up at me with his big blue eyes that glistened in the candlelight. Everything went silent and the only things I could hear were Bruno’s panted breaths and my heart thumping in my ears. The ring was silver with a diamond the size of my fist. As I came back to earth I could feel tears spilling over my cheeks once more as I nodded and mouthed a barely audible, ‘yes.’

John jumped up to kiss me and I held him as close as I could with my bump in the way. As we pulled away from the embrace John showed me the ring up close before pulling it out of the box and slipping it onto my left hand.

We were so wrapped up we didn’t hear Chris approach or notice him until I looked up to see him standing snapping photos of us. I was so happy I didn’t care about my appearance though I was sure I looked horrendous. Chris came to us and hugged us one by one and I was surprised to see John let him. We made our way to the patio and sat down on the patio furniture that had been decorated with candles too. Bruno came and lay at my feet, happy to have me home.

I don’t know how long we sat there, the three of us. Chris and John talked me through what they had done over the weekend and how John had sought Chris out for help. I told them all about the retreat and how I had thoroughly enjoyed myself as they sipped on champagne and I had sparkling cider.

I was overjoyed.

And then I felt it. My first contraction.

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 19]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 1695 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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6 weeks. It had been six weeks since our argument and John and I hadn’t seen or heard from one another. I was heartbroken but I didn’t want to push myself to reach out. It was on him.

Bruno hovered around me like a mother hen, even more so since he had seemed to realise there was something coming he was supposed to be excited for. I had started nesting like crazy and almost every inch of my house had been rearranged as if the baby cared what direction the coffee table was. I didn’t stop there though. My need for a distraction was helped by the fact that Chris needed his new house decorating and new furniture buying and gave me free rein with his credit card. I was thankful for it. If I was busy I didn’t have to think about John.

Chris had tried to be there for me but there wasn’t much he could say that made me feel any better. He came around every night and cooked dinner when I couldn’t be bothered. We took Bruno for walks every day, and Chris sometimes took him alone as I entered my third trimester and my back and knees started to ache more and more. Bruno loved the walks and he was eager to compete when Chris went for a run though I could tell he was missing John just as much as I was.

I was exhausted. It had been a long week at work and I had exhausted myself at home with my cleaning to try and keep my twitchy trigger finger at bay so I didn’t call John. It had also been a terrible week for me weather-wise as the winter months were now well away and summer had set in bringing chub rub and sweaty boobs with them.

It was Friday and I was headed home from work for the last time for two weeks. Spring break meant that all regular scheduling was off and seeing as I wasn’t a teacher there was no need for me to be around for the holiday club our girls ran. I debated going to Target for some throw pillows for Chris’ living room but my back was screaming at me to stop, go home, and rest.

As I pulled into my driveway I was confused as I found my sister’s car in the spot I usually parked. I pulled in behind her and clambered down out of my vehicle which was getting increasingly difficult as the weeks went on. I walked in through the front door and was met by Bruno who was amped up. As I entered the hall I could hear the chatter of people in the living room and walked in to find all the girls from work sitting on my couch and Chris sharing the love seat with Lydia. They turned as I walked in with Bruno at my feet.

‘There you are,’ Chris said sliding out from beside Lydia who looked upset at the loss. ‘What’s going on?’ I said hoping one of them would explain. ‘Okay so hear me out.’ ‘Chris,’ I said, already feeling nervous at the idea he had cooked up. ‘You’ll love it,’ Jo chimed in from behind him.

‘Okay, so I know you’ve been a bit well you know for a while and Jo and I know you didn’t want a baby shower but we think you should have something so I arranged for you and the girls from work to go on a weekend away.’ ‘Chris I can’t go away for the weekend. What about Bruno?’ ‘I’ll take care of him.’ ‘I don’t have spare cash for-’ ‘Taken care of,’ he said looking at me as if challenging me to think of another barrier to his suggestion. I was taken aback if I were being honest, this was such a thoughtful gesture I was overwhelmed.

Jo got up and the others followed suit showing me their ready-packed bags and my bag that had been packed for me. They headed out to my car and I hung back to say goodbye to Chris and Bruno. After plenty of cuddles for Bruno who seemed confused but nevertheless grateful I gave Chris a hug and then headed out to the car. Jo was driving and I was riding shotgun with the girls in the back. Chris waved us off with Bruno at his side and we drove out of view before he ducked back inside.

We drove for about an hour until the terrain changed and we were now in woodland which was cut through by a river. Jo drove up the winding country roads until we came to an entrance gate. Jo leaned out of the car and pressed the buzzer and we were welcomed inside. We drove up the paved driveway until we reached an old ornate house which had obviously been repurposed as a hotel and spa. We were greeted by a valet who helped us with our bags and drove my car off to the lot down the road. It wasn’t a grand hotel, it was quaint but luxurious and I could only imagine the hefty sum it had cost Chris to house all 5 of us for the weekend in what seemed to be the most expensive suites.

As the weekend rattled on I allowed myself to relax. Though I didn’t rack up quite the spa treatment bill the girls did I did find it nice to do nothing but sit by the pool with my friends and read a book. The pool also worked wonders for my back as I became weightless and not the uncomfortable pregnant lady I had gotten used to. Dinners by the outside fire pit were amazing even if I couldn’t enjoy a glass of wine like the others. And the grounds were simply amazing though I was glad I was able to opt out of Emma and Becky’s 6-mile hike on Sunday morning.

After breakfast on Sunday and after the girls had left for their trek I made my way through the lobby and out front. I followed the tarmacked road around to a wide open field which had an area cut out with a simple white fence. Inside the pen were a couple of horses, grazing quietly on the grass, unbothered in the spring sunshine. I walked up to the fence and rested against it allowing them to come up to me and sniff me curiously. I had never been fond of horses but I liked them enough to let them eat grass out of my hand and pat their long snouts as they whinnied at me softly.

As the horses grew bored of me they walked away scouting for better grass than I could provide. I found myself standing alone in a field and seeing as I didn’t want to head back just yet I found my thoughts creeping up on me now I had no distractions.

I thought of everything. Chris. John. My little baby. I wondered what would happen. I was close to dropping this kid anytime now and I had only Chris for support. If it turned out he wasn’t that dad I wouldn’t be heartbroken but I would feel uneasy knowing that John was out there unknowing and uninvolved, even if it was through his own choices.

I thought about when we first got together.

‘But you promised you’d come!’ I sighed into my phone as I could hear Chris sigh on the other end. ‘What do you want me to do Kate? Just blow off this opportunity. I came out here to work and this is one of the best chances I’ve got so far.’ ‘But we’ve not seen each other in 3 months! Even when you came home for thanksgiving you didn’t stay the weekend.’ ‘I know, I know but I can’t give up on this you know that,’ he said. ‘I know that,’ I grumbled, ‘but I just miss you that’s all.’ ‘I miss you too,’ he said, ‘look I gotta go. Speak soon.’ ‘Bye, I love you-’ I said though my sentence was cut off before it could finish. I hung up the phone and flopped down onto the couch and stuffed my face into a pillow. John looked up from his video game. We were in his childhood bedroom, home for spring break, and Chris wasn’t coming to join us.

‘Don’t,’ I grumbled as I rolled onto my back. ‘I didn’t say anything,’ he said defensively. ‘You don’t need to. Your face says it all.’ ‘I don’t know what you mean,’ he said. ‘Yes, you do. You know you want to say something that’ll only piss me off.’ ‘What like how can he blow you off for the third time in a row considering you’ve not seen each other for 3 months? Something like that.’

‘Something exactly like that,’ I groaned. John and I had become a lot closer since leaving high school. We had always been best friends but my latter years had sort of been shrouded by how besotted I was by Chris. Once we were back together out in the real world we came to appreciate each other more.

‘Maybe I could visit him,’ I pondered out loud as I fiddled with the pillows on John’s basement settee, ‘you know I liked L.A. last time I went. And even if he’s busy we can still spend the days he’s not together right?’ ‘Katie, I don’t know what you want me to say.’ ‘I want you to say that I’ve got a valid idea. That I should schlep all the way out the west coast because my boyfriend loves me so much he won’t care that he’s busy.’ ‘Do you really believe that?’ John asked with a quirked eyebrow, ‘because if you do I’ll say it.’ ‘No,’ I said sadly, ‘but I still think I should go.’ ‘Okay, it’s your call,’ he said, ‘I just hope you make the right one.’

And so I booked a cheap flight to LAX and threw my stuff in a suitcase ready for a spring break to remember. And boy was it.

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 18]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 3438 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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John was so excited the morning after Valentine's day and we spent nearly all day inside with him checking if the baby had kicked again. It was hard to get used to, having this little thing inside me gently thudding against my ever-growing stomach.

We had had a lovely little weekend together before work called once more and I was back in the studio as usual. Jo was ecstatic for me to show her the baby kicking and the new sonogram we had gotten and I hadn’t had a chance to show her. She was still trying to convince me to have a baby shower though my mind had been firmly made up against it. John came and went over the next few days trying to split his time with me and his parents. As Ron was feeling better he felt more comfortable spending time away from the house but still liked to touch base often, usually whilst I was at work.

Chris and I kept in touch whilst he was in LA by text every day. The irony that now we weren't in a relationship he was more attentive while long distance wasn’t lost on me though my thoughts did keep wandering back to that kiss.

Chris and John were both unable to come with me to my next baby check-up so I had to go alone. It was odd, being there all by myself, and I could feel that Dr Young yearned to ask questions she probably was forbidden to do for professional reasons. My blood pressure was still slightly raised but she was happier with it. She gave me some pamphlets about helping bring it further down and sent me on my way with another appointment in a few weeks just to keep an eye on it.

I took the rest of the day to myself. I wandered around the mall and bought some new maternity outfits for the oncoming summer months as well as a couple of newborn outfits I fell in love with. I perused the bookshop for way too long trying to find something to keep me occupied when my pregnancy heartburn woke me in the middle of the night. I found a big book of baby names and threw it in the cart trying not to think of the bickering that would ensue over each little name. I just wished I had an inkling of whether it was a boy or girl so I could have a tiny bit of control in this crazy situation.

As I was leaving the store and heading back to my car Chris called me. ‘Hey,’ he said as I threw my bags in the trunk and clicked my phone on before climbing in the driver's seat. ‘Hey,’ I replied, letting my phone connect to the car audio as I started the engine and left the parking lot.

‘What are you up to?’ he asked. ‘Just some shopping. I’ve just been for my check-up.’ ‘Oh yeah I forgot that was today,’ he said, ‘it’s been crazy here. How did it go?’ ‘Good, really good. She wasn’t too fussed about my blood pressure and she’s gonna bring me back in a couple of weeks to make sure.’ ‘That’s great. So, I’m gonna be back later tonight okay?’ ‘Great.’ ‘I thought I’d swing by tonight if that’s okay? I got a couple of things in L.A. for the baby I wanted to give you.’ ‘Sure, swing by anytime. I’m not busy,’ I said, thinking about the box set I was looking forward to diving into tonight.

I got back later than planned, so much so Bruno was whining by the door for a walk as soon as I got in. I took him on a quick lap around the neighbourhood as I was too tired to go on our normal route and climbed into the bath the second I was back at home.

It was lovely and warm in my tub and the lavender salts I was using smelled like heaven. I lay there listening to my music echo around my bathroom whilst running my hands over my belly which now poked out of the water it was so big. Pretty soon I was asleep.

I woke late in the water which was now freezing cold and to an eerie silence as my music had clicked off. I got up out of the tub hastily and threw a robe around me as I had already started shivering. I walked into my bedroom and grabbed a pair of socks and threw them on before bundling a blanket around my legs to try and warm up. It worked well and I could slowly feel the warmth returning to my fingers and toes.

As I stood up to grab some pyjamas there was a rapping at the door and I cursed remembering that I had told Chris to come anytime. I jogged downstairs preparing to let him in and ask him to wait for me to change only to find John at the door instead.

‘Oh,’ I said, ‘what are you doing here?’ ‘Nice to see you too,’ he chuckled as he came in leaning down to give me a kiss. ‘I thought you were going to your niece’s recital thing tonight?’ ‘It’s next week I got the date wrong and mom and dad weren’t feeling great so they’ve gone to bed early.’ ‘Okay,’ I said, ‘I’m just gonna get changed and I’ll be down in a minute.’ He nodded and headed into the living room whilst I went upstairs and quickly changed into some pyjamas. I ran a brush through my hair and combed it out from the clip it had been in all day and then headed downstairs. As I got on the landing the door went again and I rushed down to answer, though John was quicker than me and was there before I could even get halfway down. He pulled it open and Chris was standing there with a grin on his face that fell ever so slightly as he saw John.

‘Hey,’ he said to John and then to me as he peered behind John’s tall frame up the stairs to where I was. ‘Hey,’ John said with a hint of disappointment. ‘Good flight?’ I asked, trying to steer the conversation in an airy direction. ‘Yeah, not too bad,’ he said, shifting awkwardly. I asked him to come in from the doorstep and John went to the kitchen to get them both a beer whilst I situated myself on the couch with Chris by my side. ‘So how was L.A.?’ I asked. I knew he had been there for business and though we had talked every day whilst he was gone he never really told me what he was going for. ‘Good,’ he said, ‘busy though.’ ‘What did you even go for?’ ‘It was script readings and new contract signings for the most part and then some meetings with other casting agents. Thanks man,’ Chris said, as John came back from the kitchen and handed him a beer before sitting on the loveseat with Bruno. ‘Sounds good,’ I said. ‘Though it took a lot of negotiating on my agent’s part.’ ‘How come?’ ‘Well, my future changed recently so things I had lined up have had to have a little change around some things.’ ‘Like what?’ John asked. ‘Just some roles that I was thinking about I’ve dropped stuff like that.’ ‘Chris, that’s a big commitment,’ I said rubbing my stomach. ‘I know,’ he said, ‘but it’s one I want to make.’

A silence fell on the room for a moment and I let it sit there unsure of what to say. We were all thinking about the problems this presented given the chance that Chris might not be the dad. Bruno whined which seemed to dispel the tension allowing Chris to say, ‘Anyway, that wasn’t all I was in town for.’

‘Oh yeah! I forgot about that. You promised me presents.’ ‘I did,’ he chuckled as he produced a slender box from his coat pocket from where it rested on the back of the couch. He handed it to me and I carefully pulled the top off and looked at what I had. It was a tiny dog. It was a stuffed animal, knitted with a cute felt nose and big brown eyes. It was the cutest thing ever. ‘Oh my God. I love it! Look John,’ I said holding it up so he could see, ‘it’s so cute!’ ‘I got it because it’s just like Bruno, thought you might like it,’ he said as I reached over and pulled him in for a hug. As I pulled back I noticed something else in the box, ‘what’s this?’ I pulled it out to see what it was and found a key.

‘A key?’ I said, ‘what’s this for?’ ‘It’s a key to my place,’ Chris said, ‘I thought you should have one.’ ‘That’s cool but I think the commute might be a bit long there, bud,’ John said. ‘Well, it’s not for my house in L.A. and it’s always nice for neighbours to be friendly.’ ‘Huh?’ I said confused. John leant forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he spoke, ‘you bought the house next door?’ ‘Uh huh,’ Chris beamed, ignoring as John’s face fell and mine changed to realisation. ‘You bought the house next door?’ I repeated John’s word in disbelief. ‘Yeah,’ Chris said, ‘what’s the matter?’ ‘Nothing, it’s just a shock that’s all. Chris, that's a big life decision.’ ‘Especially considering you spend your life on the west coast,’ John jibed. ‘And you don’t?’ Chris hit back. ‘Guys,’ I said, ‘stop.’ ‘What?’ John said, ‘you’ve gotta admit this is ludacris.’ ‘Why? Because I’m taking the fact that I might be a dad seriously?’ ‘Might be! Don’t you get that!’ ‘And you and Katie being in a relationship is nothing different. You’re making big life decisions based on something that might not happen too. God forbid I follow suit.’ ‘And if the baby isn’t yours?’ ‘Then it’s not mine. I’m not just gonna up and leave if that’s the case you know,’ Chris said. John’s face faltered and I felt a pang go through my chest. Chris turned to me and grabbed my hand which caused John to scoff and grab his beer before stalking off into the kitchen, Bruno trailing at his side.

‘Katie, you’re happy about this right?’ ‘It’s just a lot to take in that’s all. Chris what if you’re not the dad? Do you really think you could live next to the kid that could’ve been yours?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Chris come on,’ I said. ‘I mean it. Dad or not the dad I’m invested in this kid. I’m getting older every year Katie and I'm fortunate to have the career that I do which means that I’m not slowing down any time soon to date or marry or start a family. This might be my only shot and if it’s not, so be it. I’ll be the fun uncle. I’ll do the god-parent bits and let the kid run riot against your advice. I’ll love it unconditionally and yeah it'll be hard that I’m not the dad but you don’t have to have DNA to be family right?’ he stroked the back of my hand and I felt the baby kick happily as he did so. ‘Someone likes what you’re saying?’ I mumbled and rubbed my stomach with my other hand. ‘That’s because they know I’m right.’ ‘Besides this might be the kick in the butt I need to actually slow down. I’ve done 10 years in Hollywood and I’ve missed a lot. I’ve messed a lot up too,’ he said, throwing me a sad smile. ‘I think it’s time we forget that,’ I said. He was right, clinging onto old feuds didn’t help and we were getting older, it was time to move on. ‘And this is an investment. My mom’s here. My family is here. I can always travel for work and do what I need to in L.A. when I have to. If John’s shown me anything it’s important to be here when you’re needed. And it’s not like my mom can house me all the time.’ ‘True,’ I chuckled, ‘you barely fit in your bed at 16 never mind now.’ ‘Hey, don’t knock that bed. We had a lot of good times in that,’ he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

As he spoke I heard clinking from the kitchen and the sound of the back door opening and shutting quietly. I figured John was leaving and I sighed. I pulled my hands out from Chris and stood up from the couch and Chris followed my actions.

‘I think you should go,’ I said. ‘Yeah probably,’ he said as I mouthed ‘sorry’ and headed to the kitchen. Chris grabbed his coat off the sofa and went to the hall and left through the front door.

I walked through to the kitchen expecting to find no one there but to my surprise, John was there by my sink washing up some dishes, very angrily I might add. I rested my back against the counter and coughed to get his attention. He turned and looked at me and then went back to scrubbing the dish he was holding furiously.

‘You gonna talk to me?’ I asked, allowing my words to linger in the air. ‘What do you want me to say?’ ‘I want you to tell me why you’re so bent out of shape.’ ‘I’m not bent out of shape. You can’t seriously think that it’s okay for him to just uproot his life just to live next to you.’ ‘It’s not to live next to me. It’s for the baby. Don’t you get that? Everything Chris has done recently is for the baby! It’s not just to slight you no matter what you might think.’ ‘Of course, he’s got you blinded.’ ‘I’m not blinded by anything!’ I said hearing my voice come out louder than intended. ‘Yeah you are,’ he scoffed, ‘like you’ve always been. He dropped the plate into the water with a thunk and a spatter of soapy water up my kitchen backsplash. He grabbed a towel off of the side and furiously scrubbed the suds from his hands whilst he shouted at me.

‘You couldn’t even spend the reunion without falling for his facade again. He was the ex-boyfriend you spent our relationship hating and yet he waltzes in after fifteen years and you’ve got your panties around your ankles at record speed.’ ‘I was drunk! It was a drunken mistake! Don’t you get that?!’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘I missed you! I was drunk and lonely and Chris was there and you know what? He was nice! It was like we used to be! You’re just jealous of the fact that he was brave enough to ask me out when he wanted to and didn’t like me for 5 years before plucking up the nerve,' I shouted. I could feel the baby somersaulting inside me, reacting to the noise that must have been deafening to their tiny ears and a wave of anguish flooded through me.

‘Even if I am jealous of him it’s not like I’ve not got cause is it?’ he spat, throwing the towel on the counter. I could hear Bruno whining outside to come in but I was too invested in our argument to go to him. ‘What are you talking about?!’ ‘You! You’re always texting him. You have your little nights in together. He painted the whole goddamn nursery to get on your good side and now he’s bought the house next door whilst I’m stuck miles away.’ ‘He’s being a part of the pregnancy! Like you are! Like we agreed. And don’t blame me that you’re stuck with your parents. I’m sorry that your dad is ill but this baby is coming faster than we can imagine and I can’t wait until his treatment is over with to get things done!’ ‘Does it have to be him?’ ‘He’s part of this! He’s not replacing you! Can’t you get that through your stupid head?!’

John sighed and walked past me, opening the door and allowing Bruno to trot happily inside from the snow. He shook off leaving little specks of white on the tiles of the kitchen which soon started to melt into the grouting and disappear. He lingered by the door and we watched each other, both our chests heaving from shouting. As our voices calmed down the baby settled inside me, content. ‘It just feels like the longer he’s around the more chance he has to take over.’ ‘I’m with you,’ I said, ‘I’m in love with you.’ ‘And if he’s the dad?’ ‘Then he’s the dad. It doesn’t mean I want to be with him. I want to be with you,’ I said and John nodded walking towards me and pulling me in for a hug. He then leant down and pressed a kiss into my forehead lovingly, ‘except I don’t think you want to be with me.’

‘What?’ John said, pulling back from our embrace and looking at me confused, ‘why do you think that?’ ‘Because I saw your face when I mentioned having the baby. It looked scared.’ ‘Newsflash, I’m scared.’ ‘Scared that the baby will be Chris’ or scared that you’ll have to stay with me if it’s not yours?’ ‘I love you.’ ‘I don’t doubt that. Yet I don’t think that your love for me isn’t entirely coupled with the fact that I might have your kid inside me. And the way you're acting about Chris is scaring me.’ ‘Katie-’ ‘Hear me out. Chris is helping me because you’re busy. He’s doing things for the baby because he wants to be involved and he’s bought the house next door to prove it. But his wanting to be involved isn’t conditional. It’s not gonna change if the baby isn’t his and right now you’re making me feel like you’re willing to be here as long as the DNA is on your side.’ ‘That’s ridiculous,’ he said. ‘Is it?’ ‘I’ve loved you since we were sixteen.’ ‘And I get that. I do. But right now I don’t know if you love me or you love the idea of me you had at sixteen. I don’t know if you’re planning on our life being like you imagined and god knows it’s not gonna go that way. You seem to want Chris neatly cut out of this and that’s just not gonna happen,’ I said, feeling a lump appear in my throat and tears come to my eyes with a weight that definitely wanted to spill over, ‘I think you need to take a minute and think about what you want.’

‘Katie-’ he said in a voice barely more than a whisper. All fury and volume had gone as quickly as they had come. ‘Please John. Just think about it. We’ll be here when you do,’ I said slipping from his grasp and leaving the kitchen as tears ran down my face in salty tracks pooling under my chin. Bruno saw me walk through the living room and followed me at a pace nudging my leg as I tried to walk. I made it all the way upstairs before I heard the clunk of the side door opening and closing and the sound of an engine starting and pulling out of the drive.

Bruno whined as I walked towards the nursery, and entered. It was gorgeous and I didn’t feel like climbing into my bed just yet the size of which would only make me feel more alone. I sat down in the comfy armchair Chris and I had purchased for feeding time and sobbed my heart out.

Everything was a mess and I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to try and go over every detail to figure out how to make it better. I just wanted to sit there, with my baby, and be sad. I allowed the tears to come hot and fast from my eyes and cuddled the blanket my mom had knitted for me as a baby for comfort. Bruno stayed at my feet and allowed me to be sad, nudging me every so often to let me know he was still there.

I let what small comforts I had to nurture me until my sobs fell silent and my eyes become heavy and I slowly fell asleep in the chair.

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 8]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 954 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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The following week was horrendous. My weekend had consisted of trying to get a hold of John who was screening my calls, stuffing my face, and crying. I had texted him numerous times with no reply and his phone went straight to voicemail when I called. I couldn’t speak to Chris either as I didn’t have his number so I was alone with my anxious thoughts about how both of them hated my guts. I couldn’t tell my mom because she’d freak and my sister had little aid to give as she just kept telling me, ‘it could be worse, at least they’re both hot,' which was not helpful. Bruno was my only solace. He listened to me rant and rave and cuddled me when these ramblings eventually turned to another spate of crying thanks to my fluctuating hormones. He followed me around and kept his beady eye on me and his nagging for walks or food was the only thing that kept me in a normal routine. On Sunday, I treated him to a large bone from the pet shop and a new chew toy which he spent the evening gnawing on. Watching him without a care in the world was the only time during the whole weekend I felt remotely cheerful.

I was back to work on Monday and though the kids were having a lovely last week of term preparing for the Christmas pageant I was inundated with the work I had started for next term. The only good thing about being so busy was that I barely had a chance to check my phone and see that neither John nor Chris had called.

I shouldn’t have been so unsettled. Couples fought all the time and it wasn’t like I hadn’t fought with them before. It was just now I was completely alone. When John and I were together we never really fought, sure we bickered about silly stuff but we never really argued. We had definitely never had a fight this huge. I need someone to sound off to. To explain my side of the story and to help me navigate through it. But I had no one. For a moment I missed the old days. The days when relationships were easier than this. The days when the biggest problem I had was that Chris had flirted with another girl in English class. Even then I always had John to talk to. Now, I didn’t know what to do.

On Thursday I left the studio late as I had been helping my sister and the other teachers decorate the main hall for the pageant that was happening tomorrow night. I rang John on my way out and received no reply yet again. ‘Come over for dinner,’ my sister, Jo, said as we stood beside our cars in the snow. ‘Jo,’ I said. ‘What’s your other option? Sit in your house and mope?’ ‘Well, I guess you have a point,’ I said. ‘Right then,’ she said, ‘I’ll see you there.’

I drove over to her house and had dinner with her, my brother-in-law Nick and my nieces and nephew. It was nice and manic enough to keep my mind off my own crazy stuff. After stuffing my face I helped put the kids to bed letting Nick and Jo relax with a glass of wine and then I said my goodbyes and headed out. Driving through their neighbourhood I realised that I wasn’t too far from John’s mom and dad’s. It was as if my car was driving there before I knew what I was doing. I pulled up outside their house and hopped out of my car, making my way up the drive slowly so as to not fall on the ice. I hadn’t planned this so I had left my gloves in my car which meant the knocker was like ice against my fingers. I rapt it twice and stood there, shivering, waiting for someone to answer.

It was Mary who came to the door. She stood there and smiled at me, wrapping herself tighter in her cardigan as she said, ‘Kate, what are you doing here?’ ‘I’ve come to see John,’ I said. ‘Well, he never said! Must have slipped his mind,’ she said jovially enough that I figured John hadn’t kept her up to speed about our current situation. ‘Must have. Is he here?’ I said hopping from one foot to the other as the cold really started to set in, I could feel my nose turning pink and I felt bad as I watched her stand on the doorstep. ‘He’s not I’m afraid… he’s not been here the past couple of nights? Didn’t he tell you?’ she asked with concern. ‘No,’ I said, trying not to let my mind whir, ‘I’ve probably forgotten. I’ve been so busy at work this week with it being the last week of the semester.’ ‘Right! He’s been staying with Kevin. I think we’re driving him a bit nuts and if you’ve been busy I bet that’s why he’s been so mopey.’ ‘Yeah,’ I said. I was happy that he was with his brothers and not doing god knows what but the way she said mopey made me feel guilty once more, ‘Well, no bother. I’ll call him. I must have got mixed up.’ ‘Okay, sweetheart. Don’t be doing too much alright? Make sure you’re looking after yourself. You know stress is no good for the baby,’ she said with a motherly smile. ‘Right,’ I agreed, ‘well I’ll see you soon okay? Happy Holidays.’ ‘You too,’ she said as she waved me off down the path.

Try not to be stressed? If only it were that easy.

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 5 years ago

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 4]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 2429 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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‘You’re sure you don’t want me to come and get you?’ John said. ‘No,’ I replied, ‘honestly it’s fine. I’ll get an uber.’ ‘But it’s no bother I’ll just duck out early and-’ ‘You’re supposed to be with your dad. You’re already coming out to go to the scan, you’re supposed to be with him whilst he has his chemo. Otherwise, what’s the point in you going with him?’ ‘Yeah, I guess you’re right.’ ‘Always am,’ I chuckled, ‘so I’ll meet you at the entrance okay?’ ‘2:30 right?’ ‘Yeah,’ I said looking up over the reception desk and noticing a woman sitting in the lobby, ‘I’ll text you when I’m on my way okay? I’ve gotta go, speak soon.’ ‘Bye,’ he said as I slid my phone off and popped it down on the front desk. It was unmanned as our receptionist, Lydia, was currently out on lunch.

‘Hi, sorry about that,’ I said gesturing with my head for the woman to come to the desk. She rose picking her purse up from the chair beside her as she came to the desk. ‘Oh don’t worry about it,’ she smiled, ‘I remember being that excited. How far along are you?’ ‘Oh, um I’m not sure yet. It’s my first scan,’ I said feeling awkward. Apart from John and mine’s close family, we hadn’t told anyone. We were keeping it down low and I was all for making small talk but I was just hoping this woman would move on asap. ‘Well make the most of it. I loved my pregnancies. I’m Alex and Amelia’s mom,’ she said. ‘I thought I recognised you,’ I said. She was familiar but so was everyone. I saw hundreds of parents and kids about town that I was sure I recognised or who recognised me when I had no idea who they were, ‘How can I help you?’ ‘I just popped in to pay the new semester fees for both kids,’ she said. ‘No problem,’ I said as I reached to get a registration form. Thankfully, as I re-enrolled her kids she stayed away from personal chat which I was thankful for. After she had gone I answered a few more emails and not too soon after it was time to order my uber.

It was a short ride to the hospital and when I pulled up I spotted John sitting on a bench outside scrolling through his phone. He didn’t notice me, too engrossed in his phone screen, even when I stood in front of him he didn’t look up.

‘You know you’ll get square eyes looking at that screen all day,’ I said, making him look up. ‘Alright mom,’ he said, rolling his eyes as he stood up and kissed me. ‘What can I say? Ever since you put this baby in my belly I’ve started to sound more and more like my mother,’ I chuckled as he threw his arm around me and the two of us walked into the hospital. ‘Well, as long as you don’t end our arguments with ‘because I said so’ then we’ll be okay,' he joked. I giggled as we walked down the long winding corridors of the hospital trying to find the ultrasound department. John filled me in about his day and how he had spent most of the afternoon losing to his dad in poker. The nurses weren’t keen on the patient’s betting during their chemo but John assured them it wasn’t for money, he told me though he followed it with a smirk so I wasn’t completely sure. I was happy that he was spending time with his dad though it did make me feel a little guilty that my appointment landed during one of his sessions.

‘I’m sure I saw the sign for the department on my way out, this way,’ John said pointing at the blue sign that stated ‘XRAY, CT and USS this way’. It took a little while longer before we were faced with a waiting room. I booked myself in and took my seat next to John on the plastic seating under the fluorescent lights that were bound to give me a headache. We weren’t sitting there too long before a nurse in light blue scrubs came out of the door in front of us and beckoned us forward, calling my name.

‘Hi,’ she said sweetly as we entered closing the door behind us as she pulled a fresh length of paper off the roll and laid it on the examination table, ‘okay, so mom if you’d like to hop up on the table here and pull your shirt up a little we can start the examination.’ ‘Okay,’ I said giving John my bag as I hopped up on the table and lay down. ‘So, is this your first scan?’ she said looking between John and me. ‘Yep,’ I said, feeling the cold air on my exposed belly as I rolled my sweater up a tad. I suddenly had a flutter of nerves as it all seemed real. ‘So you don’t know how far along you guys are yet I guess?’ ‘I mean we’ve got a rough estimate,’ I said feeling a blush creep up on my cheeks and looking over I noted John was smirking. ‘Well let’s just have a look-see here,’ she said as she got the tube of gel out, ‘this might be a little cold.’

Before she put it on me she tucked some tissue paper into my jeans and then laid it on me. I shivered as it hit my stomach. She placed the probe on my belly and the ball on the end rolled through the gel with ease.

‘Nervous?’ she asked though she wasn’t looking at either of us as her face was turned to the screen with a look of deep concentration. ‘Just a bit,’ John admitted though he gave me a smile afterwards. ‘It’s natural to be worried,’ she said, still rolling the probe around on me. Who knew a baby could be so hard to find? As her search continued I felt another flutter of butterflies and unease that I couldn’t shake until finally, she said, ‘well, this little one must be shy because they don’t like having their picture taken that’s for sure but I think I’ve got some good pictures for mom and dad.’ As she finished speaking she turned the screen towards us both where there was a blurry black and white image of a baby. It was tiny but it had ten fingers, ten toes and a gigantic head. It was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. As I looked at John he had tears in his eyes and a beaming smile on his face making me well up too.

‘And here’s the finishing touch,’ she said pushing one of the buttons on the control panel under the screen. A fluttering heartbeat echoed around the room like music. I couldn’t help myself. A tear fell down my face before I could stop it, I wiped it away quickly and let my hand fall by my side allowing John to take it in his and run his thumb over the back of it, ‘now, I’m sure you’ll be happy to know your little guy or girl is doing just fine.’

‘Can you not tell yet? Y’know if it’s a boy or girl?’ John asked hopefully. ‘Unfortunately, it’s a little early to be making that call but I can tell you that you’re about 11 weeks in so in a few short weeks we’ll be able to tell.’ ‘11 weeks?’ I asked, trying to do the math in my head. ‘Yeah,’ she said, ‘is everything okay?’ ‘Yeah,’ I muttered. ‘What Kate means is that 11 weeks is around the time we got back together,’ John said, ‘guess my little swimmers are better than I thought.’ ‘Yeah,’ I said trying to think of the first time John and I had slept together. ‘Well, no matter how it happened it’s a beautiful thing, right?’ ‘Right,’ we said in unison. The nurse then explained that she had to check me over, do my blood pressure take some blood tests and all that other delightfully annoying stuff. John asked me if he could step out as blood taking made him feel queasy. I agreed with a chuckle and not long after I was joining him back in the waiting room with baby pictures in hand and a sticky feeling on the waistband of my jeans.

‘Do you wanna come to see my dad? We can show him the pictures,’ John asked as we ambled through the halls. ‘I don’t know,’ I said.’ ‘Oh,’ John replied looking forlorn. ‘It’s just I’ve not seen your dad in such a long time. I mean ever since we got back together it’s been a bit hectic and baby-centric you know. I just think I would wanna see him under normal circumstances y’know.’ ‘You mean when we’re not gushing about the baby and he’s attached to his chemo drip?’ he asked. ‘Yeah, then,’ I said, feeling guilty, ‘you don’t mind, do you?’ ‘Why would I mind?’ he said, ‘I get it besides looking at the scans will be enough to distract him. Two visitors in one day might exhaust him.’ ‘Right,’ I agreed though I wasn’t convinced. We had reached the entrance now and the number of people who were bustling past us had increased dramatically. I could barely hear John as he said his goodbyes and kissed me on the cheek. I said goodbye and headed outside.

I sat on the bench at the front of the hospital waiting and ordered my uber before opening up the calendar on my phone. I scrolled back to three months ago. 11 weeks took me to the first week in September and John and I had gone out on a date on the 2nd. There had been a rush of excitement and a lot of wine that night and somehow we had woken up the next morning in John’s bed. Ever the lady. That had to be it right? ‘I guess my mom was right, all it takes is once’, I thought chuckling to myself. I flipped the calendar up to August to see when my last period was. As I scrolled, looking for the input I left for myself I noticed an event inputted in the last week. Linked in from my Facebook calendar were the words 'school reunion'.

I clicked on it and it opened an event page on Facebook. It was information about the event and posts from people on the night and pictures that had been taken. Many of them I’d already seen on the profiles of people I was still friends with. The ones on the page were from later in the night when the alcohol had started taking its toll. I looked at one which had been put next to a picture from our yearbook of the wrestling team. They were all posed like they were in the yearbook though some of them weren’t in such a trim figure anymore. In the background of the picture, I spotted myself, at the bar talking to a man. Chris.

As I looked at it my mind cast back and hazy memories blurred by red wine started flooding back to me. As I thought about the rest of the night my heart started pounding and my mom’s words echoed in my head once more ‘all it takes is once’. I hadn’t thought about it because I hadn’t wanted to. It was a blurry memory of fumbles and kissing in the back seat of a cab to my house. It was the vague memory of Chris mentioning his early flight out and me not caring due to the hangover headache that was hitting me. It didn’t mean anything. It was a blip.

I flipped back to my calendar and hoped that the 30th of August and the 2nd of September had miraculously become opposite ends of the year. As I looked at both dates I realised that they fell within the same week. 11 weeks ago.

Some blip.

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 16]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 902 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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As January rolled into February it came with busyness for everyone. John was still stuck ferrying his dad to appointments and helping his mom around the house as she had been caring for his niece and nephews whilst his brother and wife were on a business trip out of state. I tried to keep him somewhat sane through texts and face time but it was hard to do when you were stuck in the same house 24/7 with no respite.

Chris spent all week decorating the nursery. He painted all the walls in a beautiful grey and stencilled tiny fluffy clouds all along the back wall. He dismantled the bed and furniture and we lugged it out to the garage until I could sell it. We spent our evenings eating food and watching TV whilst browsing the net for baby furniture and decor. On Friday I ducked out of work early and headed home to find Chris assembling the crib.

I greeted Bruno at the door as normal and filled up his bowl full of kibble before heading upstairs to see how Chris was getting on. As I got nearer the room I heard a few grunts and curse words coming from the room. I entered to find Chris in the middle of an unmade crib surrounded by tools and bits of wood.

‘Everything going okay?’ I chuckled as Chris threw down a screwdriver and wiped down his brow. ‘I hate cribs. It’s official,’ Chris sighed. ‘I can see that,’ I said, ‘want some help?’ ‘Yeah, go on,’ he said and I walked towards him and tried to get down onto the carpeted floor as gracefully as I could. Chris held my hand as I got down into a cross-legged pose, my belly tucking in the gap between my legs comfortably. ‘You good?’ he said. ‘Yep,’ I smiled, ‘now where do you want me?’ ‘Pass me that hex wrench and that little bracket there,’ he said pointing at the objects next to my foot. I reached under my leg and grabbed them, offered them to him and watched as he took a couple of screws and fixed the bracket to the corner of the crib base. We talked as he worked and I occasionally passed him the pieces he needed and held things in place whilst he secured them. We worked in a steady rhythm until the crib was constructed. Chris stood up and turned it upright. I swung my legs behind me and attempted to get onto my knees so I could stand up. Chris spotted me and grabbed my hand helping pull me up as I struggled to get up off of the floor.

The crib looked amazing. We pushed it into place in the middle of the wall and I went to the closet to find the mattress we had purchased on our trip to the store. I placed it in the crib and found a sheet to cover it. It looked perfect, so much so I could feel myself welling up. Chris noticed the tears in my eyes and reached out to wrap an arm around me.

‘You good?’ he whispered in my ear and I nodded. ‘Thanks for doing this,’ I whispered. ‘It’s no problem.’ I looked up at him and he glanced at me, throwing me a small smile and I felt my heart flutter as his blue eyes shone in the light. I pulled away from the side hug and moved to embrace him in a hug. I wrapped my arms as far around him as I could and lay my head on his chest as he rested his chin on the top of my head for a moment.

As I pulled away I looked at him and he stared back at me and without a second’s warning, he leaned down and pressed a small kiss on my lips. I don’t know if it was the emotion or just the way he had been looking at me but I felt my lips kiss him back without my say so.

‘Chris,’ I said, pulling back from the clutch. ‘Don’t,’ he said in nothing more than a whisper. ‘Chris we can’t.’ ‘Can’t we? There’s a reason you didn’t wait for John after the reunion. There’s a reason we’re standing here making a crib. Don’t you think that this could just be the right thing?’ ‘I can’t,’ I said closing my eyes as I felt the rush of emotion come back. ‘Because of John?’ ‘Of course because of John,’ I said. ‘Not because you don’t want it,’ he wagered. ‘Chris!’ I said sternly. ‘You didn’t say no.’

I pulled out of his arms and walked to the door straining not to look back at him because I didn’t know what I would say. I threw a comment about meeting him downstairs for something to eat in a minute before darting to the bathroom and sitting down on the closed toilet seat lid. I ran my hands through my hair and then placed my fingers under my eyelids trying to stop tears from spilling over though it was practically impossible.

Once I managed to stop crying I checked my face and thanked God that it wasn’t too obvious as my eyes weren’t too red. I splashed some water on my face and ran a brush through my hair before I headed downstairs to face the music.

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 5 years ago

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Boston Baby Blues [Part 2]

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actors

Pairing: John Krasinki x Original Female Character x Chris Evans

Characters: Chris Evans, John Krasinski, Original Female Character, Katie Butler, Jo Butler, Ron Krasinski, Mary Krasinksi, Original Female Characters,

Word Count: 2429 of 39,500

Rating: Mature

Summary: John, Chris and Kate have been friends since high school but their school reunion brings new drama they could never have imagined.

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‘For goodness sake,’ I said as I stepped out of the Uber and straight into a puddle. The dank water spatted up my leg clinging to my tights. I slammed the door behind me and stepped onto the sidewalk as I looked down to assess the damage. I moved inwards toward the building wall so I could support myself as I tried to clean myself up. I managed to quell the damage with the sleeve of my coat. I was leaning with one arm and dabbing my leg which was held up against my knee.

‘Well if it ain’t the girl voted most likely to ruin her dress before a reunion,’ came a familiar voice from behind me. I turned too fast, almost enough to knock me over, and stumbled before coming to stand upright in front of a tall man. John. ‘John,’ I said so low it was barely audible before correcting myself, ‘what are you doing here?’ ‘Well it’s a school reunion…I’m here to reun?’ he said with that smug smile that made me giggle. ‘Oh,’ I said, ‘I just didn’t think you’d be coming to this thing.’ ‘Why not?’ he asked as the two of us started walking towards the entrance of the bar. ‘Well, you know. You live a million miles away, you’re busy all the time and oh I don’t know…you’re a big hot shot tv star now.’ ‘Oh I don’t know about that,’ he said with a creep of a blush coming up around his neck. ‘Oh come on,’ I said, prodding him in his side. It was surprisingly toned. As John explained that he was in town to help out his mom I took him in. He looked different from the last time we had seen each other though that had been at least 10 years. Back then we were in our early 20′s and John favoured bootcut jeans and a baggy T-shirt to cover his lanky frame. He wasn’t fat or beanpole skinny, he just lacked definition. He had long shaggy hair that framed his boyish face. Looking at him now I could tell he wasn’t a guy anymore, he was a man. His haircut was still quite long but was now pushed back with gel. And his face was covered with a beard making him look suave. His baggy style was replaced with a far more sophisticated jeans, shirt and sweater look which fitted him perfectly. Though as he told me everything about him being back in Boston he smiled at me with that big goofy grin which made me smile in return, knowing nothing had really changed.

The bar was reasonably busy as we stepped in though I couldn’t see anyone I recognised.

‘See anyone you know?’ I said standing on my tiptoes to scan my eyes around the crowded bar. John, who was quite a bit taller than me, shook his head. ‘Is it possible were the first ones here?’ He asked. ‘I don’t know. I thought I was running late, the E-vite said 7:30 right?’ I said rummaging in my clutch for my phone but John didn’t say anything and kept walking ahead of me towards the bar. ‘Wait up,’ I said tottering behind him due to my heels.

‘C’mon short stuff,’ he chuckled as we reached the bar. He rested against it as I clambered onto a stool beside him so I could shimmy out of my coat, place my bag down and get off my feet that were already starting to hurt the balls of my feet. As I scrolled through my vast email history I heard John call the bartender over and then say, ‘I’ll have a beer and a large red.’

As the bartender turned away to fulfil our order I stopped scrolling and said, ‘What was that?’ ‘What was what?’ ‘You just ordered for me.’ ‘What? Oh yeah, I just figured. Sorry did you not want a glass of wine because I can stop him,’ he said as he reached out a hand to get his attention forcing me to grab his arm and yank it down. ‘No I do,’ I said awkwardly feeling like I was creating a scene for no reason, ‘it’s just been a while that’s all… I can’t believe you remember.’ ‘Katie, that’s been your drink order for about 15 years. Until later when you’re buzzed and switch to vodka…or tequila…or absinthe,’ he said wiggling his eyebrows. The memory swirled in my brain making my stomach do the same. ‘Ugh, don’t,’ I said, feeling sick at the memory of our trip to Miami where I’d been the drunkest I’d ever been and also the most trouble I’d ever been simultaneously. ‘Still never got my deposit back for that room,’ he joked as the bartender put our order on the counter. ‘$14.98 please sir,’ said the bartender as John pulled out his wallet and slipped a twenty out. ‘Keep the change,’ he said unbothered looking at me as I took a swig of my drink. ‘What do I owe you?’ I said hunting in my clutch for my wallet. ‘Don’t worry about it,’ he said waving me off as he took a swig of his beer. ‘Don’t be like Krasinski,’ I said, ‘how much?’ ‘Honestly forget it and what do you mean ‘like that’?’ he said scrunching up his face. ‘Mr Bigshot. You don’t have to buy me drinks you know. Now tell me how much?’ ‘I’m not being a big shot,’ he scoffed, ‘I bought you a drink, don’t think that means you’re off the hook for the rest of the night. You’re buying the next round, Butler.’ ‘Okay, okay,’ I said with a smile, ‘and here me thinking you were a gentleman. My mistake.’

John wasn’t listening to my teasing anymore as he nudged me in the ribs, far too hard for my liking and pointed at a couple who had just come in through the door. It was a guy and a girl in their thirties. The girl was sporting a cocktail dress and her hair and makeup were perfectly done. The guy looked familiar though his hairline was definitely further back than I remembered. ‘Danny Lewis and Emma Addams,’ John muttered as we watched them head up the wooden staircase that went up behind the bar. As we watched their legs disappear up the gap in the bar's back wall I nudged John who was grabbing his beer and my glass of wine so I could jump off the bar stool and gather my things to follow them.

As we went up the couple of stairs near the bar’s entrance we turned towards the staircase they had gone up to find a large easel with a sign on it.

LET’S GO BACK TO SCHOOL!

EAST BOSTON HIGH

CLASS OF 1998

REUNION

8/30/13

Time: 7:30 - 12:00am

Venue: Bostonia Public House, Function Room 2nd Floor

Dress Code: Smart Casual

‘How did we not see that?’ John chuckled as he walked ahead and I followed him as we walked up the stairs to the second floor. As we reached the top we found a full room of people. It was decorated like a senior prom gym. ‘Hi!’ squeaked Amy Brownlow who was standing at the top of the stairs at a table with tickets and champagne. ‘Hey,’ John smiled. I smiled and nodded as she started to babble about the night ahead. As she handed us our entrance tickets and complimentary flute of champagne we thanked her and then moseyed into the room our hands now full. John found a couple of seats on the edge of the room and we put all our stuff down and went to take a seat.

‘Hey Krasinski!’ came a voice across a sea of people. It was Michael Lee. As he made his way through a group I leaned in and whispered, ‘why’s he coming over here? We never liked him.’ ‘John! And…’ ‘Kate,’ I said coolly seeing the reason he had decided to make his way to the two of us. ‘Yeah,’ he said, ‘good to see you guys. How’s it going?’ ‘Good,’ John said politely. ‘Me too, so I saw ya on that office show. It’s pretty cool, never knew you had it in ya I mean with you doing crappy school plays and that-‘ ‘- Thanks man,’ John replied with a sarcastic tone Mike failed to notice. As he started to babble and John listened to his rambling with little interjections I decided to move away. After I gave John a quick signal I downed the rest of my drink and walked away to mingle.

After around an hour or so I found myself at the bar ordering another glass of wine and a beer for John who had accumulated quite the crowd of guys he never liked. As I paid for the drinks I felt a hand on my elbow. I turned to find a very distressed John standing beside me. ‘Good night?’ I said with a chuckle. ‘Yeah, who knew I had that many friends in high school huh.’ ‘Yeah here’s me thinking I was your best friend, turns out it was the entire football team!’ I chuckled. ‘Please save me,’ John said as I handed him his beer. ‘What do you suggest?’ I said with a cocked eyebrow. ‘We ditch this party and go downstairs and order some food.’ ‘I’m in!’ I said hoping we could sneak downstairs without anyone seeing. Luckily the bathrooms were downstairs which provided a good excuse.

As John made his way downstairs I went back to the table that had accumulated a group of men, I scoffed and made my way through them to grab my stuff before following him downstairs. John had found a booth at the back of the bar and I joined him.

‘Hey I ordered us some wings and nachos,’ John said.

‘Great, more stuff that can ruin my outfit,’ I said as I sat down beside him. We chatted idly about the reunion whilst our food was being prepared and then ordered another round just before it came out of the kitchen. I was beginning to feel a buzz now and could feel myself becoming braver with my questions.

‘So,’ I said sipping my fourth glass of wine as I threw a napkin down on the table, ‘how long exactly are you in town?’ ‘Um, I don’t know,’ John said looking nervous. ‘I mean I’m sure you’ve got work to get back to right, how long does your mom need you to help?’ ‘It’s just… it’s complicated,’ he said with a sigh. ‘Oh, it’s okay. Never mind,’ I said feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. He was sad. I’d pried too much. ‘No, no, it’s okay,’ John said putting a hand on my arm which made my stomach flutter like I was 20 again, ‘it’s just not that simple. It’s my dad. He’s got cancer. So my mom’s trying to soldier on like everything’s normal. Keep up her job and help my brother with his kids and take my dad to all his appointments and what have you. I don’t have the show anymore so whatever projects I pick up are up to me so I thought why not move back home and help her out? I can take him to appointments and be around when she needs a hand and work in between.’ ‘That’s so sweet,’ I said, ‘she’s lucky to have you.’ ‘Yeah, so lucky to have the son that’s lived across the country for 10 years.’ ‘Opportunity knocks right?’ ‘Right,’ John said unconvincingly. ‘John you can’t help going for what you want. Or where it takes you,’ I said placing my hand on top of his where it sat on my arm. ‘Even if it affects everything in your life,’ he said, ‘I mean it’s not exactly helped us in the past.’ ‘You know I was never angry about what happened between us. That’s life.’ ‘Yeah and timing’s a bitch,’ he chuckled for a moment we fell silent. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears and everything felt tingly. He smiled that half-smile I used to adore and his hand moved under my chin tilting it as he leaned in towards me. I could feel his breath on my face, it smelled of beer and barbecue sauce but I didn’t care one iota. As I closed my eyes waiting for him to kiss me there came a vibration from below.

John and I looked down and he sighed as he fiddled in his pocket for his phone. He pulled it out and I saw the world MOM flash on his screen. I grabbed my drink and sipped it feeling that the moment was over as he slid the green button across to answer it.

‘Hey…yeah it’s okay. Yeah. Yeah, oh erm… I don’t know. Not long… really? Shit,’ John said with a frown I couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation but I selfishly hoped it wasn’t enough to end what we had going right now. I blamed it on the alcohol. I listened to John as he continued, ‘right. Yeah, I’ll be there soon. No, don’t call Paul or Kevin. I’ll ring them when I’m on my way and I’ll sort everything out okay? Okay. Love you, bye.’ ‘Is everything okay?’ I said as he clicked his phone off. ‘My dad’s heading to the hospital. He blacked out and hit the deck, my mom’s freaking out. I’m gonna meet them at the hospital,’ he sighed. ‘Oh god,’ I said, ‘is he okay?’ ‘Yeah, from what she said he’s fine but she’s just worried about everything. He could sneeze and she’d want to take him in.’ ‘That’s understandable though. I guess you gotta go now huh?’ I said trying to hide my disappointment. John unlocked his phone and handed it to me. ‘Timing’s a bitch, right? Put your number in there and I’ll text you and we can continue whatever this is soon,’ he chuckled gesturing between us. I hastily added my number to his contacts and gave him his phone back as he leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek before sliding out of the booth.

‘See ya, Katie,’ he said before walking off towards the front door. I sighed and headed to the bar to order another drink. Might as well head back to the party and see if I could latch on to anyone I knew. God, this was gonna be a long night.

#John Krasinski #john krasinski x ofc #my writing #ofc #Chris Evans #chris evans fanfic #chris evans x ofc #boston baby blues

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