Just another person attempting to interpret how I imagine myself with Chris Evans through my writing. I might add a better description and better cover as well ...
I dont own chris evans or his pictures i use... i own the character that i made up cr...
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Dadda!Chris Evans x Mumma!Y/n x Little!Gracie
Y/N's POV:
Standing in front of the mirror, meticulously combing my hair, I heard the sweetest little voice.
"Mamma prettie," Gracie chirped from the doorway, her big blue eyes shining as she hugged her favorite stuffed animal.
I turned to see her, and my heart melted as she stood there in her little pajamas, a slight bedhead and a sleepy smile. I gave a soft laugh and knelt to her level. "Thank you, baby," I said softly, kissing her forehead.
With her usual curiosity, Gracie tilted her head. "Mamma out?" She pinched her PJ top and added, "Gracie, change?"
I chuckled because I knew where this conversation was going. "Mamma and Dadda are going on a date," I said gently. "But you, my little miss, will stay here with Grammy. You can play with Dodger and maybe even watch your favorite show. How does that sound?"
Gracie's face scrunched up, and she pouted, her tiny lips curled into a frown. "Nooo, me date date!" She whined, clutching her PJs even tighter, determined to take part in the action.
Before I could respond, Lisa—Chris' mother—appeared at the perfect time, sweeping in with her usual magic. "Hey, little lovebug," she cooed, scooping up Gracie in her arms. "Why don't we have our special date tonight? Just you, me, and Dodger. We will prepare popcorn and everything."
Gracie's eyes lit up at the mention of popcorn and Dodger, but she still appeared hesitant, giving me one last hopeful look.
I kissed her soft cheek and said quietly, "I will see you soon, okay? Be good for Grammy."
She nodded slowly before squirming out of Lisa's arms to find Dodger, her excitement finally setting in.
By the time I stood up, Chris was by my side, looking effortlessly handsome as always, his smile full of warmth and amusement at our brief interaction. He held his hand out to me. "Ready for our date, beautiful?"
I cast one final glance at Gracie, who was now cuddling up with Dodger on the couch, giggling as Lisa whispered something into her ear. My heart felt full, knowing she was in the best hands.
With a smile, I placed my hand in Chris's. "I'm ready."
✿
It was the weekend, and since Chris and I had returned from our date night, Gracie had been talking about her date with her father. I swear, kids grow up so quickly and curiously—they want to know and experience everything.
"Hold still, Gracie," I laughed softly, pushing her little lilac dress down and attempting to tie her pigtails. She was jittery, her legs wiggling with excitement, and a huge smile stretched across her rosy cheeks.
