MCU Parental one shots - part 2

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Request 1 : hey i've got a request if that's okay! for Chris evans x teen reader who's shy but outgoing when comfortable with the people she's around and quite sarcastic and funny too... the brief description of it; we're diabetic and we have a hypo (high blood sugar) on set and a low blood sugar warning in the same day because of the heat and dehydration coupled with the sensor being expired that we wear needing to be changed too since it's hard to get a reading we have to prick our finger and we hate it so Chris helps us with it like he always does to make sure our blood sugar is at a level that's safe to deal with. Basically fluff of Chris helping us with our diabetes

Pairing : Chris x Teen daughter! reader

requested by : Katie5848 

Warnings : mentions of diabetes, sensors, little blood etc. if these make you uncomfortable please skip the chapter :)

Reader's name : Y/N Evans. 

[ I'm keeping this first one gender specific, if you want your request to be gender neutral please say so while requesting !! :) ] 

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I sighed as Dad paced back and forth in my room. I was scared to look up so I kept my eyes focused on the floor with my fingers nervously chipping the nail paint off my thumb. 

"Y/N." I didn't look up, just sunk further into myself with a sad pout.

"Y/N Evans" now I looked up because I knew if he used the full name thing, its gonna be a long serious discussion.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled lowly, the silence of the hotel room was eating me alive at this point. I was secretly hoping someone from the cast, preferably Sebby or Rob would walk in and save me from whatever lecture I was about to get. 

"This is the third time this month Y/N, third time you've 'accidentally' missed taking your blood sugar reading." He says, finally stopping to stand in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I forgot" I say as he opens his mouth to say something but doesn't.

I wait for a moment before continuing. "I may or may not be scared of pricking myself, it hurts" I mumble under my breathe.

I quickly avert my gaze elsewhere to hide the embarrassment rising on my face. I was 15, and it was stupid to be scared of something so little. I felt the bed dip beside me and a pair of arms pulling me in for a hug. I instantly gave in and melted into the hug with a smile tugging my lips.

"You don't have to be scared bug, but if you still feel that way I can help you do it okay ?" He assured, his hand rubbing my back gently as he kissed the top of my head.

"mhm" I hummed, clinging to him tighter. 

Ever since I was diagnosed with Diabetes at 13, dad had become slightly paranoid about my health. Which to be fair wasn't wrong on his end. He had sensors and machines to keep my blood sugar in check, on days he wasn't home for longer periods I'd stay with Grandma or Uncle Scott who'd do the same things dad taught them to.

It was the first time dad had brought me to the set, but I'd forgotten to get the sensor's batteries changed. I just chucked it aside to be left as an after thought. Getting dressed for the little tour of the set with dad, I bounced my leg up and down excitedly as we sat in the trailer. 

"Let's go" he held out his hand as I stood up. We walked around the set for like an hour until i started feeling a little dizzy and nauseous. My head was spinning and my legs felt like jelly. I was about to call dad when I felt myself fall backwards but someone caught me before I hit the floor.

before I blacked out I saw the blurry outline of Sebby's face hovering above mine and him calling dad loudly.

I groaned, kicking off the sheets on me as I opened my eyes. Dad was beside me in an instant, his worried blue eyes scanning my face as he moved a few strands of hair from my face. 

"How're you feeling bug ?" he asked, not too loud to cause any discomfort. I just nodded slowly, burying my head in the crook of his neck as I crawled into his lap. He sighed, pressing his head on top of mine as he continued rubbing my back.

"I was so scared when Seb yelled out to me, and I saw you passed out in his arms. Why didn't you have your sensor on bug ?" he whispered and I could tell he wasn't mad, he was just worried. Either way I hated it. I hated how much he worried about me and always was on his toes.

"The batteries ran out so I thought I'd tell you later" I mumbled guiltily. He gently caressed my cheek, kissing my forehead before smiling some.

"We've talked about this yeah ? Health first Y/N. Anything feels wrong, you come to me and tell me okay ?" he says and I nod in agreement. 

"Good, now get some rest. Downey said he ordered your favorite pizza for dinner" he says and my eyes lit up at the mention of Pizza and Downey.

He chuckled at my reaction, placing me back on the bed gently. I tugged his arm as he stood up.

"yeah ?"

"I love you dad" I smiled and he reciprocated with a wider smile.

"I love you too bug, forever" he said and in that moment I felt safe, like nothing could touch me as long as my dad was here.