Chris and Co. Oneshots

Favour - Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, maybe some language

You were driving to work singing along to your favourite playlist. You had just gotten to the best part of your favourite song when it was disrupted by your phone ringing. Groaning loudly in annoyance you tapped your phone answering the phone.

"This better be important you interrupted the climax of my in car concert" you say.

"It is, I am in massive need of a favour" you hear your co-worker and best friend say down the phone.

"What kind of favour Anton?" You ask already dreading whatever it was.

"A mini emergency has popped up and I can't make the press junkets I'm supposed to do today" he explains.

"Please don't be-" you groan but he interrupts you.

"Can you please, please, please cover?" He says practically begging over the phone.

"Anton c'mon you know I hate doing press junkets" you whine.

While you loved your career in journalism you really wanted to do more than gossip and celebrity pieces. Yet in LA that was the main focus point so despite wanting to break away and do your own thing you were stuck at a gossip magazine.

"I know I know, and I'll owe you big time, it's just if you don't do it I'll have to pass it onto Jennifer" Anton explains making you groan again.

If there was one thing you hated more than doing press junkets it was watching and hearing about Jen doing them. For weeks and weeks afterwards, fawning over all the male celebs swearing they were checking her out. Even the ones who were happily married.

"You're seriously pulling that card?" you ask him.

"Yep, I am that desperate. Please, please, please do this for me" Anton begs.

"Urgh fine but you owe me big time" you concede.

"Yay thank you, I'll text you the address and email over the questions" Anton says happily before hanging up the phone.

A couple moments later the address popped up and you diverted yourself away from the office and towards the hotel. As you drove you glanced down at your outfit. You were wearing a silky white shirt and formalish black high waisted shorts. The look was completed with thigh high black boots. It wasn't exactly what you would wear to interview celebs, you normally wore a jacket and trousers. But this would have to do.

When you arrived at the hotel you were directed through to the room where all the different press outlets were waiting for the press conference to start. Sitting down you pulled out your phone you looked through the email Anton had sent ready write the questions out on the spare cards you had.

"God these are terrible" you mutter to yourself reading the questions.

It was literally full of the same old boring questions that the poor celebs probably were gonna get asked all day. You weren't gonna get anything new and unique and your boss wouldn't be happy with that. So you had to start brainstorming quickly. A very difficult task considering you had little to no briefing on the movie or the actors or anything.

"Hello everybody glad you're all here" the moderator says grabbing everyone's attention.

"This conference is gonna run a little different so instead of you guys holding your hands up we're gonna do it almost like bingo and call on you" he explains making your curse hoping you wouldn't get called on.

"Anyway let's bring out the cast or at least some of the cast of the newest Avengers movies, Avengers VS X-men!" The moderator announcing before introducing each individual actor as they walked on.