CHRIS EVANS & SEBASTIAN STAN IMAGINES

Illegal Love (Part one)

[The 1st picture above, is your outfit. The one under yours is Chris's. The one next to yours is Sebastian's. The room decor is the spare bedroom aesthetic.]

Walking on the crosswalk, listening to your music, you paid a small amount of attention. You were listening to the lyrics, waiting for that one part you, oh so love, then you saw it. Immediately, you took one of your earbuds out, focusing on the scene.

There he was; The infamous actor wearing a weak disguise was being followed by a member of a gang you knew. This meant trouble, they're known for their cruel service.

You jogged quietly past the shady man and met Chris's
side. "Hey mister Evans, I know you think I'm a fan wanting your autograph, but I'm not. I'm simply here to advise you that there is a dangerous man behind you; don't look now. He's wearing a grey hoodie and has a shit ton of face tattoos and piercings. If you want to live, casually follow me, I'm taking you to a place where he can't set foot in, it's ground rules of the black market." You said checking slyly over your shoulder to see if the guy was still there; he was, obviously equipped with a handgun, you could see a slight print underneath the skin-tight hoodie.

"Wha- um jeez okay...uh how do you know?" He said a little-panicked leaning towards you so you could hear. "Well you see I work in a... not so good place, you know like drugs, guns, sex, and stuff? And well that guy behind you right now, I know him. He works for a hitman service, he's kinda like a top dog in the biz.' " You explained carefully leading him towards the safe grounds. You two were walking in public, he wouldn't shoot here; too many witnesses. The busy streets of New York right now were appreciated for once. "Holy shit, okay uh..." He looked over his shoulder as well, and spotted him; walking towards him but with a lengthy distance, staring holes into his back. "You're not kidding." He said with a shaky voice. "How are you not freaking out?" He was having some sort of panic attack.

You gently placed your hand on his forearm to calm him. "I've gotten used to it over the years. Now see that alleyway?" You pointed towards a dark and crummy alley. "This is the limit for him." You continued. "Wait! Are you leading me there so he can kill me? You-" "No you idiot, now shht! He's not deaf, he can hear you!" You whisper shouted. You crossed the walkway, which was crowded with people thankfully. With a fast pace, you managed to lose the grey hoodie guy and lead Chris down the alley. "This place gives me the creeps..." Chris mumbled slowing down while he was observing the dark hallway. You took his hand, snapping him out of his thoughts and led him to your base which was technically a strip joint.

As soon as you opened the doors, the music stopped then everyone froze and looked at you silently. "Hey! The boss is back! Welcome home (Y/N)!" Rusty, the bouncer of your club shouted. Everyone cheered and lifted their glasses; Then everything went back to the way it was. Music booming, drunk men laughing, your dancers dressed in fabulous costumes, lights flashing, money flowing more than alcohol; home. "Where are we?" Chris asked, following you through the crowd. "We...are at my club." You said leading him to your door. The song 'Never Be Like You' by Flume was playing. Heading for the downwards stairs you suddenly got stopped by one of your dancers, Candy. "Hey (Y/N)." She took a strand of your (H/L), (H/C) coloured hair, twirling it between her fingers. "Hi Candy, what's up?" You smiled looking at her tall frame and bleached blonde hair. "Nothing just finished my dance. Did you see?" She asked.

You decided to play it cool. "Yeah baby, it was perfect." You purred and slapped her ass. Which earned a slutty giggle from her. "Who's that?" She asked seductively then lightly bit her finger and scanned Chris's tall muscular frame. "Oh, this is Chris." You said. "Hi Chris, I'm Candy." She extended her pink manicured hand to him. He shook it. "Nice to meet you." He said overwhelmed with all of this. You took a hint and said your fair wells to Candy and finally took him downstairs. Reached the door which was guarded by Kevin. "Welcome home boss, we missed you." He said in a deep voice with a stoic face, death staring Chris, who nervously swallowed and scratched his neck. "Nice to see you too Kev'." You patted the man's overly muscled bicep.