Chris Evans | | Oneshots

Daddy issues

*not smut*

TW: swearing and depressing topic

Chris and I were laying in bed with my leg over his waist and his left arm on my thigh, rubbing little circles. Him and I are slowly drifting off when I say "My dad called" in just about a voice only he could hear, "Really what did he have to say " Chris responds. You stay quiet for a few minutes, not knowing if you should tell Chris, you finally dare to tell him, you knew Chris wasn't going to be happy with what you're about to say. "He said that I'm a worthless piece of shit and that I was an ungrateful kid," you say with slow tears streaming down your face soaking into Chris's shirt. Chris comforted you while you just cried, finally he asks "Baby" you look up at him with big red puffy eyes, "Y-Yes" you say with a stuffed up nose.

"How did you respond," Chris asks with tired eyes, "I told h-him that he did nothing for me and sat on the couch after mom died and drank beer and that if anyone was ungrateful it was him. All I did was take care of him and fed him and made sure he slept at night," you say forcing yourself not to cry again because your head was hurting. "Dollface, you know that's not true" "that's easy for you to say you almost had an ideal life with both parents and siblings and loving people surrounding you and a well-cooked meal in front of you ever night," you say with a little bit of angry in your tone of voice. "So that's what you think of my life, perfect, huh," he says a little shocked. by now it's about 10:00 at night and raining outside in Boston.

"Yeah pretty much I mean when you look and my life then looks at yours, it seems pretty perfect to me." "Oh baby, my life was nowhere like perfect my parents had ups and downs, and sometimes I or one of my sisters had to cook for us" "did you have a parent die on you when you were only 4 or never had the words "I love you," said to you as a kid." you say sitting up next to Chris but only to be pulled back down to his chest "you were keeping me warm," he says with a soft smile "I'm sorry I flipped on you I just hate my dad with a burning passion." you say with little tears in your eyes "I understand and I'm sorry you had to go through that at 4 and so on," Chris says "thanks" I softly say and sit back up letting the tears fall. Chris reaches up and grabs your face and gently wipes off the tears. Chris then sits up and showers your face in soft little kisses. "let's go to sleep little love" he says as he gets snuggled back under the toasty covers.

Dodger then jumps up on the bed and finds a little spot for himself. "Goodnight sweetcheeks" he kisses you on the head as you try to snuggle closer to his warm body. "Good night mi amour," you say and kiss him on the chest, then you look up and just be able to make out his face that had a little grin on it, you give his lips a little kiss and make your way to you original spot before. "God, I love you," He says finally with a couple of seconds of just quietness. "I love you too". And you both of you fall asleep, dreaming of only good things.

✨Hi,  it's your author. I know it's kinda random but I had been thinking about this you quite some time so finally, I made it a chapter.✨

sorry its kinda short