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shereadsandwritesformelanin · 4 years

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The Baker And Her Actor: part V [Fame is Insane]

Paring: Chris Evans x Black Fem!Reader

Summary: You meet Chris while making a house delivery for the Evans. He can’t get you off his mind and to be honest neither can you.

Warnings: profanity and sexual content, angst, but overall fluff!

Notes: I hope you all enjoy. Feel free to leave any comments Or critiques down below!

Part(s): (1)(2)(3)(3cont)(4)

-PSA ALL BLACK LIVES MATTER‼️- CLICK THE LINK HER TO SIGN THE PETITION IN HONOR OF GEORGE FLOYD‼️

“Deacon has officially lost his mind.’ Kiara huffs flipping the last of the pancakes. “I mean seriously why did he think that was appropriate? If it was me his ass would be out!”

You sit at the counter rolling your eyes thinking about the events of yesterday. Of course it stressed you out, I mean Deacon had no reason to have that outburst. Now you think Chris is officially done with you, and you still don’t know why he ran off.

Running off with no explanation seemed to be the theme of your dynamic. “I know but he was just upset, so I’m not gonna fire him over one outburst.” You reason to kiara.

“Whatever, if it was me -.”

“I get it ki, I really do.” You interrupt.

“Foods done.” She says platting you’re pancakes, walking toward the living room.

You drag your feet over to the couch plopping down next to Kiara. You two move in silence handing each other the butter and syrup.

“What are we watching?” Kiara inquires.

You took another bites swallowing it quick answer the question even quicker. “Uh I’m not sure turn on tmz they always make me laugh and I could use that.”

“Alrighty tmz it is.” Kiara states

“Okay okay but look at this. The setting is Boston and we caught captain America sharing a sensual embrace with a mystery woman.” A reporter says

You felt your heart drop to your ass. Your limbs went weak, letting the plate of food slip out of your grasp as your eyes went bigger and bigger with each picture that popped on the screen.

You felt the heat of Kiara’s eyes on you. She was just as shocked as you, eyes wide bottom lip hanging open.

“Okay so what should we call her black black widow.” Another reporter says earning an eruption of laughs from the other cast members.

“I didn’t even know he liked black women.” A female reporter says.

“I didn’t even know he liked women, I really thought I had a shot.”

“You knew he liked women.” The reporter states laughter continues to fill your ears through the screen.

“Y/n, what the -.”

“Fuck.” You finish cutting her off.

“You need to call him now!” Kiara instructs

You turn your head facing her perplexed. You knew she was right but you were all over the place, a wreck.

“If you don’t do I will, because what the hell is going on!” Kiara shouts

Just like clock work your phone began ringing. The room fell silent.

You and Kiara slowly crept over your phone to see who the call was from.

Incoming call from: The Captain.

Shit.

“Answer the fucking phone y/n or I will.” Kiara threatens

You knew she was only behaving like this because she was in full protective mama bear mode at this point.

Gulping you hesitantly pick up the phone placing it near your ear to have the conversation.

“Hello.” You sqeak

“Y/n.”

His voice sounded stern less playful than all the other times you’d ever been on the phone.

“Yes Chris.” You whisper nervous of what would come out his mouth.

“I need to come over. We need to talk, god I hope you haven’t seen it.” He says

“I have.” You admit

“I’m coming over right now give me thirty minutes.” Chris states hanging up the phone

Kiara stood arms folding eyes scanning your face for an answer of what just went down.

“He’ll be over in 30 he said, it sounds serious ki.” You inform her

“He doesn’t think you did this shit does he?” Kiara quips

“No, well I’m not sure he didn’t specify.” You admit

“Well isn’t that just dandy.”

Like clockwork, the doorbell rings.

Hesitantly you scoot to the edge of your seat picking yourself up walking toward the door.

You turn toward Kiara who was still sitting on coach positioned toward you waiting for you to open the door.

Tightening your robe, you swing open the door revealing a tired Chris. His eyes were red and looked like he hadn’t slept in years.

Jesus.

Your face immediately softened at the sight, then you notice movement behind him. You were so caught up in his face and his emotions you didn’t even noticed the two people who stood behind him.

“May we come in.” He ask voice raspy

“Um sure I suppose.” You comply confused about the onterage her brung with him.

Chris takes you hand guiding you toward the kitchen sitting you down at one of the stools. “Chris what’s going on?” You question concern laced in your voice

“Can we have a moment.” Chris says to his unwanted guest

They nod quickly wondering off to the enterance of your home.

Chris takes a deep shaky breath. “Y/n the last hours haven’t been easy for me I’ll be honest. I’m a very private guy and I was beyond shocked when I saw the pictures and the guy who snapped those pictures.” Chris confessed.

“Wait. So that’s why you ran off yesterday someone was taking picture of you, of us?” You quipped

He drew in another long breath speaking once more confirming a nightmare. “Yes.”

“I understand why you’re upset, invasion of privacy and you’re not my boyfriend so it’s understandable you don’t want any confusion and I’m sorry I shouldn’t have called you out with me that day.” You aplogize

Chris looked at you with his eyebrows furred toward the center. You couldn’t read if he was angry at you or the situation but he definitely had something on his mind.

“Y/n it has nothing with me not wanting to be seen with you and everything to do with my privacy. I, I really do care for you and I like you. I can see something with us. But the reality is I have to protect myself.” Chris explains

You feel your heart sweep up. Did he just admit what you’ve been wanting to hear, He likes you.

“You like me?” You mummer eyes facing your palms instead of his beautiful face.

Chris grabs your chin pulling it upwards so your eyes are leveled with his.“More than anything.”

The way he said it was so genuine you knew he wasn’t phony or just wanted to get in your pants. For crying out loud he was Chris Evans he could have your pants if he wanted to.

You don’t know what took over you. You promised yourself to take it slow but he looked so vulnerable and beautiful you couldn’t help yourself.

You let gravity pull you toward his soft pink lips. Tangling your hands around his sturdy neck, propping your lips on his.

You feel him pull your hips closer deepening the kiss as you both take turns dominanating the passionate moment.

“Chris we should.’ One of his party members says. “Oh I’m sorry I didn’t realize she stutters backing away.

You and Chris jump out from each others arms startled by her sudden presence.

You sat there cheeks burning at not only what you just done but how you’d just been caught.

“Y/n I really like you, I do. If you’ll have me I’d love to be your boyfriend.” Chris asks almost shyly

“Yes.” Was all you could muster out attempting to contain your excitement

Chris lets the biggest smile pan out on his face. You both were elated you finally made it official. “I need you to do one thing for me though, and I know it sucks but it’s just standard.” Chris states

“Megan!” He shouts

The thin tall blonde slips into the kitchen breif case in one hand cellphone in the other.

You sit perplexed as she pulls a large stack of documents out placing them in front of you along side a gel ink pen.

You begin shifting in your seat “What’s this?” You ask nervously.

“An NDA.” Megan blunts

You eyebrow lifts as you stare at Chris searching for an answer.

“A non disclosure agreement.” Megan sasses

“I know what it is, just why?’ You ask staring Chris down. “Do you not trust me?”

“No baby I do but it’s just standard. All of my family has one as well.” He explains

“Can I at least read it over, do I even get thag option?” You plead

Megan takes in a deep breath rolling her eyes. She clearly wasn’t the freindly type.

“The reason I came here today was because you were going to sign it today, and for lover boy to express his feelings so no you can’t look it over.’ She bitches. “Besides there isn’t anything in there to screw you over besides getting sued.”

“Oh and your friend in there I’ll have to make her one as well if she plans on being around.” She continued

“I’ll sign it.’ You pause taking a breath. “For you.”

You and Chris lock eyes before you pick up the pen flipping through to the last page signing your name and the date.

For some reason you felt you’d just sold your soul to the devil.

“Everything is gonna be okay, I promise.” Chris reassures rubbing the top of your palm placing a firm kiss on the skin.

“ I hope so.” You whisper underneath your breath, Facing your now boyfriend.

What do you tell your family, you knew they’ve all seen it by now.

The only thing you knew is that you were falling for the man in front of you and that would come with challenges.

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A/n: I’m sorry for the late chapter in recent light of everything my brain has been completely all over the place. I’ve been at protest I’ve been speaking up! So writing hasn’t been at the forefront but I’m back and I want to make the next chapters amazing! I’m very sorry if this seemed lackluster and short, minds just everywhere.

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doecourser-moved-blog · 6 years

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🌻 About/BYF 🌻 (warning, very lengthy, lots of emojis and obnoxious colors bc i’m just like that™️)

Hi, my name’s Gabriella but I prefer Gabe. Welcome to my discourse blog where I discuss LGBT matters. For some reason it didn’t occur to me that I needed this the minute I made this account so here we are. Here’s my opinions before you follow me. Oh, and everyone is allowed to interact ‘cause this is discourse, just not MAPs or their supporters. I’m reasonably very uncomfortable with their presence and my discourse is about specific matters not relating to them (read: this is mostly lgbt discourse and y’all ain’t LGBT and never will be. stay mad about it you ain’t hurting me 🤷🏾‍♀️). The most attention they have here are posts warning people about them. Everyone else, interact freely as long as you be respectful. 💖

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