Your Hollywood Story, Avengers Cast(XReader)

027 I'm here

You woke up by the breeze that's coming through the hotel room window, making the curtains flow in the wind. Slowly turning around you felt a heavy ass weight around your hip which made you struggle to change positions.

As you finally managed to turn around you opened your eyes and flinched after seeing a face just inches away from yours,
"Ah!"

"Ah!" the other person woke up from your scream.

"Sweet Jesus, Chris!" you rolled onto your back and took a deep breath to calm down.

"What are you doing here?" you asked him while still looking at the ceiling.

"Yesterday after the party in the penthouse you were slightly wasted and Anthony asked me to get you to bed, which I did but then you started whining about falling out of the windows and dying on the street so I stayed after you wouldn't let me go," he explained, laying on his back too as he looked at the ceiling.

"Goddamn, someone needs to take the drinks from me," you sighed out, rubbing your face.

"Oh trust me Y/N, I tried but who would've thought that you'd turn into a possessive dog as soon as you've got alcohol," he chuckled out.

"Did you just call me a dog, Christopher?" you turned your head in his direction.

"Yeah, great comparison, wasn't it?" he smiled at his English skills.

"Mhm," you hummed unconvinced as you got up to go into the bathroom leaving Chris on your bed.

After brushing your teeth and taking a quick shower, you put some comfortable clothes on and went back into the bedroom. Walking straight back to bed you searched for the man that you left in your bedroom just a couple of minutes ago.

"Chris?" you looked around yourself.

"Y/N!!" you heard his voice yell from behind you as you felt yourself being tackled onto the bed by a giant body.

"Christopher, what the fuck is with you!" you giggled out as you two rolled around on the soft mattress.

"Where did you even come from?" you questioned as you came to a halt and now just looked at each other while he was laying on top of you, trying his best to keep himself up on his forearms to not squish you underneath him.

"I went into my room to brush my teeth and put new clothes on and just as I came back into your room you were looking for me," he booped your nose as you giggled a bit.

"You look adorable," he smiled widely at you.

"So do you, Evans," you grinned.

"Hold on, did you think my comparison earlier was bad?" he raised an eyebrow at you.

"What? Noo," you said sarcastically.

"You lil-," he started but interrupted himself by starting to tickle you.

"No, please stop!" you laughed out.

"Tell me that my comparison was great," he continued tickling your sides which made your entire head turn red from laughing so much.

"I.. don't want... to lie... to you," you managed to get out in between laughs as your eyes started to heavily tear up.

"Say it, missy," he urged.

"Okay, okay, it was an amazing comparison," you tried to contain yourself.

"Mhm, that's what I thought," he nodded in agreement before he stopped tickling you.

"Damn you, Chris. I could've died," you breathed out rather dramatically.

"You're such a child, sweetheart," he chuckled before his eyes turned wide,
"I'm sorry, it kind of slipped-"