Boston Bears: Off-Limits - Rugby Player!Chris Evans x Reader

Chapter 5

Summary: Scott invites you round for a BBQ leading you to your first night at Chris' house

Warnings: Fluff! Minor Angst! Mention of past toxic relationship! Mention of Vomit/Vomiting! Alcohol Consumption!

Chris let out a loud grunt as Ari landed a hard tackle on him. He was holding a tackle bag which took most of the impact but Ari was a large man with a mean tackle. Despite being on a bye week this weekend, Coach Y/L/N was taking no chances, especially following the poor performance on Saturday. So the team was training as hard as they would be if they were playing this weekend.

Thankfully the funk Chris was in was well and truly over and he definitely had you to thank for that. His mind was clearer and everything felt sharper. Everything was going so smoothly it was like watching a symphony. Chris looked out at the team and saw a championship-winning team.

The best part was that Chris could look over at you and not be distracted. Well, that wasn't completely true, he would look over at you and remember everything from last weekend. But it was the good kind of distracted, the kind that filled him with energy but didn't leave him restless like it had before the weekend.

"Right break into your groups!" Coach Y/L/N shouted bringing an end to tackle practice.

Chris let out a sigh of relief as he dumped the tackle bag to the side. His hand running over his abs as he did so.

He caught Ari smirking over at him "Did I go too hard on you cap?"

"Yeah don't need to go 100% all the time" Chris complained as he picked up a ball ready for kicking practice.

"That was only 75" Ari winked as he sauntered off to go join the rest of the scrum players.

Chris rolled his eyes and shook his head as he walked in the opposite direction to start practising his kicking.

He placed the tee down, and as he rested the ball on it he caught sight of you stood in the corner talking with Andy. Your gaze met his for a second and you sent him a subtle smirk before turning your attention back to Andy.

Chris smiled to himself as he stood back up only to spot Johnny smirking over at him with a shit-eating grin on his face. Chris shot him a glare, while he knew now that Johnny was just trying to make Chris jealous he still didn't want to give him the satisfaction of being right.

Stretching out his shoulders and neck Chris lined up the kick. Tracing the route he wanted the ball to take with his eyes. It was a relatively easy angle to start with but still one that needed a bit of calculating. He took a deep breath before starting his run-up, his boot hit the ball with a satisfying thud and Chris watched as it easily sailed through the posts.

Chris did a couple more practice kicks before jogging over to go collect up the balls so he could carry on. As he did so he crossed paths with Johnny.

"I was surprised that you didn't come out to celebrate with us on Saturday" Johnny smirked.

Chris shot him a look "I highly doubt that storm"

"I'd never lie to you cap" Johnny gasped, placing a hand on his heart "but whatever you did clearly worked, or should I say whoever"

Chris stopped in his tracks and spun around to face Johnny, his voice low and tone full of warning "We both know you know more than you're letting on so let's drop this little act" Chris started "There's a lot riding on us this season so if you breath a word of what you know"

Johnny held up his hands in surrender "My lips are sealed" he promised "I only interfered to help the team, we can't have you in a funk because you're pining over the medic" he added with his own accusatory look "We need you Evans, you're the glue that holds us all together"