IMAGINES x CHRIS EVANS

risky mission | lloyd hansen

"Why do we have to do this Lloyd?! I'm warning you, I'm not wearing dresses to this crappy gala!" I say when I put my hands on my hips. 

He sighs and rubs his forehead. “y/n, for the last time… GO. PUT. YOUR. FUCKING. DRESS !” He insists on each words.

“You know what? Fuck this gala ! I won’t go anywhere ! You’re going alone !” I storm into my room and slam the door. 

“God, that girl is gonna give me a headache…” He mutters while scratching his mustache.

“I can hear you, asshole !” I yelled at him before I slammed the door hard again. 

He sighs, goes to his room to put his tuxedo on. He doesn’t wanna go either but, he doesn’t have a choice, it’s Denny’s order. He looks at the bow tie on his bed and decides to not put it on. He puts some cologne on his neck and wrists, brushes his hair and goes in front of y/n’s room. 

He knocks at her door but nothing. He knocks again. Still nothing. He wants to open the door but it’s locked. He sighs and goes to take a pen and a post-it. He writes on the post-it, slides it under the door, and goes to his car. 

“I hope you will come…” He thought before he closed the door behind him. 

***

I stare at the ceiling for a few minutes, I don’t wanna go to this ball. It’s gonna be full of fake people, talking to everyone’s back. Yuck, it’s giving me goosebumps. 

When I hear a paper sliding under my door, I stand up and kneel to catch the post-it, I sigh when I look at it. 

I'll see you at the gala, don't forget we're on a mission 
-L 

I huff and look at the dress. I really don't wanna go, but Denny's enemy is giving much trouble to him, so we have to kill him.

I go into the bathroom, put the dress on me, some perfume, makeup, brush my hair and put my heels on.

I take my purse, close the door behind me and get in the car to the ball. 
As the car starts to go far from the house, I look at the window, playing with my fingers and try to focus on something else. Being around people makes me anxious, even more with this dress. 

***

**LLOYD'S POV**

I tap my fingers on the bar, desperately waiting for y/n's arrival, I hope she'll come. 

I sip my drink and look around, try to find our target, but no one for the moment. I ask for another whiskey, when I see the doors opening, and there she is. She's so gorgeous in that dress. 

I put the glass on the counter and go join y/n. I move slowly people who are blocking my way to y/n. She looks around, trying to find me. I can see she doesn't feel okay around the crowd. 

"You look so beautiful in that dress" I whisper in her ear. She jumps a little and turns around. 

"God, you scared the shit of me…" She groans. "And shut up, I feel ugly…" She looks at her hands, scratching one of them. 

"Not with me pumpkin" I say when I give her my hand. She looks at my hand and then looks at me. She takes my hand and I lead her to the dance floor. 

"Lloyd, I don't know how to dance…"

"Just follow my steps" I say when I put my hand on her waist and I intertwine my other hand with hers. 

We start to dance, she looks at her feet to avoid falling but I put my hand on her chin. 

"Look at me", I whisper and she looks at me with her beautiful eyes. We continue dancing, but I can feel she's tense. 

"Relax, you're fine with me…" I whisper to her. 

"Everyone looks at me…" She shakes her head and looks around her.

"Good for them because they're gonna look at us for a long time" I smile at her.

"What do you mean?" She looks at me confused. 

"They're gonna look at us for this…" I lean on her and kiss her gently. 

Everyone looks at us but quickly talks about something else. 
She wraps her arms around my waist, I pull back and look at her with a small smile. 

"I love you y/n" 

"No, you don't" She giggles and shakes her head. 

"I'm serious y/n. I love you" 

She was about to say something when she saw our target. 

"I'm gonna distract him…" She walks away from me and follows the target. 

I follow her but with distance to make sure she's gonna be okay. 
I can see she's talking to him and after a few seconds, she's taken from the crowd. I don't know what she said to him but I hope he's not gonna do something that he'll regret when he's gonna take a bullet in his head.

I discreetly follow them until they reach the balcony. I hide behind the wall to hear what he's saying to her until I hear a scream from y/n.

I grab my gun and point it at him. 

"Let her go, you bastard !" I walk towards him.

"Huh, Lloyd Fucking Hansen. It's been a long time since I didn't see you, and I can see she's your cunt. She followed you in your team with Carmichael." 

I can see fear in y/n's eyes, she's close to falling from the edge, she struggles from his grip on her neck. 

"Let her go, now !" 

"And what ? You're gonna kill me and escape with that bitch ?" He scoffs and looks at her. 

"Last time motherfucker, LET. HER. GO !" He insists on the last words, making him angrier. 

"Last chance Hansen before she died" He says when he squeezes her neck tighter. She lets tears fall from her cheeks and grabs the edge. 

She looks at me and nods at me, I look at her confused and frowning my eyebrows. She kicks him in the balls and collapses on the floor but before he grabs her, I pull the trigger and shoot him three times on his back, making him fall on the ground. 

Luckily, no one heard the shots, thanks to the fireworks. I put my gun behind my back and kneel next to y/n.

"y/n, are you okay?" I say as I cup her face and look at her worried. 

"I'm fine, I'm fine…" She whispers and wipes her tears. She hugs me and I wrap my arm around her. 

"I was so scared to lose you…" I whisper in her ear. 

"I love you too Lloyd" She chuckles, cups my cheeks and kisses me. 

"We should get out of here before they discover us with this mess" I say when she chuckles. I take her hand and we run from this boring ball.