Today is just another day in my life. It's a somewhat special day, it's my birthday. Normally, I would I stay in bed and think about what I'd do for the day, plan my day before I get out of bed. Thinking of what clothes I would wear, what kind of make-up I'd paint on my face, what breakfast I would spoil myself with or what I would watch on my TV or check my phone and thank the one's who wish me a Happy Birthday then decide which shop I would visit, would it be a flower shop or a book store or would I go shopping for the dinner that my loved ones planned for me, a night to celebrate another year added to my life... That is what I would do in normal circumstances.
This is my birthday but it has a twist. Just a small twist.
I woke up with the sun beaming through the windows, a familiar warm feeling in the air, the soft silky sheets that covers my body, making it difficult to get out of bed. A smile appears on my face and today, I'm not thinking of what I will be doing for my birthday. I have no plans. I'm not planning anything in my mind about what I'll be doing or who I will be seeing.
A strong arm, wraps itself around me and pulls me closer to a warm chest, a chest I'm familiar with, the chest that's both strong, comforting, gentle and covered in tattoos, tattoos that I've traced my finger over too many times yet I can't get enough of. Ocean blue eyes looks down at me, gentle as always and a bright warming smile on his face.
"Happy birthday" he whispers sweetly and places a gentle kiss on my cheek.
A blush covers my cheeks and I hide my face in his chest. he knows how to make a woman like me shy. I guess he has that effect on all girls, when he flashes his bright smile, it makes the knees of girls weak but only difference is that, its the way he looks at me. That gentle, love and passion in his eyes.
A chuckle echoes in his chest, his large hands caresses on my back, a shiver ran down my spine. His touch is addictive, I can't get enough of it.
"We should get ready for the day" he suggests with a gentle smile.
"Do we have to? I don't want to move. You are so soft and comfortable" I whined.
"Yeah. Yeah, you say that everyday. Okay, you can get ready while I attend to Dodger and make breakfast" he smiles and kisses my forehead before getting up.
The smile spreads on my face as I watched him.
Maybe today will be different from my previous birthdays, well, this is different. I'm in my boyfriends bed, under his sheets, wearing his hoodie, in his house. His life is complicated and very busy, tiring but I guess that's why he chose me. I'm his normal, I keep him calm and grounded. This is my short story about how I ended up with the famous actor, Christopher Robert Evans.
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Chris Evans One-shots
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