Chris Evans One-shots

Birthday Surprise P.2

The rest of the day went by faster than usual but I guess, we've been joking around. My afternoon was filled with laughter, joy and just what I dreamt of as a kid. The kind of boyfriend I wished for, what our relationship would be like and the things we would do together.

Chris's laughter echoes through the room and a groan leaves my lips. Currently we are in the living room. I'm seated on the ground in front of the TV, crossed legged with a controller in my hand. I have no idea how Chris convinced me to play a racing game with him even though he knows that I sucked at it. He knows that he'll win and I'll lose miserably.

Not long after this, he will tease me and I would whine and complain but he'll make up for it later, he knows all my weaknesses and what will make me weak in my knees. His just that loveable and everyone can agree with me that his a child in a grown man body, he could knock over a vase and break it and we would smile and be in awe.

I looked at him, he was relaxed and his hoodie covered his body perfectly but would be large on me. He leans against his couch. His comfortable, at ease, something he barely experiences in his profession. This is what I mean when I say that I'm his comfort and his normal. He always travels, always active, always on his feet there is barely time for him to relax when he is on a business trip.

"What?" he asked, a small chuckle escapes his lips.

"Nothing. Just. Admiring the view" I smiled.

"Oh, stop it! You'll make me blush" he teases.

I giggled and shake my head. His smile widens and his eyes scans my body, the love in his eyes warms me, comforts me. If I could describe what this house, this feeling of the atmosphere. It would be love. True love. The kind of love everyone wants in there lives. It's warm and everyone can feel it. Fans on social media who watches him, sees this. He always has love to show and it's in the way he talks.

Chris stood up and planted himself behind me, the warmth of his body puts me at ease. It's like laying against a soft yet firm cloud. He wraps his burly arms around me and a comfortable silence consumes the room. I closed my eyes and inhaled his masculine scent, There is always something peaceful about being in his arms. He placed his head on my shoulder and sighs happily.

"Don't forget. We still have to go out tonight" he states.

"Go out? Where?" I asked.

"I invited everyone to dinner. It's your family and some of my friends" he smiles.

"Oh Chris. You are the sweetest" I smiled and kissed his head.

"Well, I've got to do something for my girl. You deserve it" he smiled.

"Well-"

"And don't worry about your outfit, I got a dress for you to wear tonight" he interrupts me.

"You what?" I was stunned.

Chris has always spoiled me with gifts and I'm always thankful. His a romantic lover, he doesn't always show his love through gifts. He uses his words, actions and I know that way too well. Of course, when I tried to say that I'm not worth something expensive.I learned quickly that he doesn't take no for answer... Let's just say that we had a passionate night.

"Yeah, I saw this beautiful dress and it reminded me of you so I bought it" he smiles but there's more to his smile.

I squinted my eyes at him, suspiciously "Why do I have a feeling that it was expensive?"

"Of course it was expensive but I just know that you'll look beautiful in it" he intertwines his fingers with mine.

My eyes scans the size difference in our hands, his hands covers mine completely.

"Okay. Mr Evans. I'll wear the dress" I smiled.

A wide grin appears on his face "I was hoping the you would disagree"

"OOOO. Someone is naughty" I teased.

A delight sound erupts in the room. His laughter. It's like music to my ears.