Chris Evans One Shots and Imagines

Just Good Friends

It was 2016, my roommate and best friend Chris had just arrived home from filming. His face seemed more light and he appeared really happy. I heard the car pull up in the driveway and rushed towards the door waiting for him to make an entrance
"WELCOME HOMEEE!" I yelled excitedly, holding out both arms ready to hug him. Chris laughed eagerly accepting my hug
"I've missed you!" He said sounding muffled as he tightened the hug, "what's been going on?" He asked releasing me and stepping back slightly, "still no job interview" I sighed.
"Something will come up!" He patted me on the shoulder, picking up his suitcases and went to his bedroom

Chris had been kind enough to let me live with him when I lost my job over a year ago, and then I lost my home because of zero funds to pay the rent. Chris was never the friend to let someone down, he offered me one of the bedrooms and said I could stay for as long as I needed. I paid him money when I found the odd job and I did all the cooking and cleaning, laundry and maintained the garden as a thank you, something he was very grateful for. I loved having Chris as a roommate, he was such a fun guy to be around, he was like my friend and brother rolled into one, but it was hard to deny feelings. Sometimes we would have game nights, other times was movie nights.

"Hey Chris are you hungry? I was gonna order pizza?" I knocked his door and pressed my ear up against it. I could hear a faint sound on the speaker, he was probably on the phone to him mom
"Yeah that would be great!" Chris yelled back, I nodded to myself and went back to the living area.

The pizza arrived, and I once again knocked on his door to let him know dinner was ready, "I'll be right out!" He yelled. I sat down on the barstool, separating the slices that were stuck together when Chris emerged from his bedroom with a bright white smile, he had changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants.
"Something smells great" he said enthusiastically sitting opposite me
"You're in a good mood" I stated, taking a bite
"Life is good" he simply stated, joining me in taking a slice and scrunching his face when a bit of hot cheese fell onto his chin. I giggled, taking a sip of cola.
"Ouch that hurt" he giggled, "so (Y/N) I have something to tell you.." he said nervously, putting his slice of pizza down on the plate and wiping his mouth with a napkin. I eyed him suspiciously and nodded for him to continue
"I've met someone. Her name is Jenny and she was my costar for the movie I just wrapped up. I really like her" he was gleaming with pure excitement.

It took me a moment to take in everything he had just said, my heart was beating rapidly against my chest, and I felt like it would give out at any second. The news was heartwrenching. Of course, I wanted him to be happy but I never expected it. Ever since I had met Chris, we had been become really close friends, like brother-sister. He was someone I can rely on, he takes good care of me and I liked to think it was mutual. It was just difficult not to have a crush on someone like him, he was the perfect man. The last couple of months, I had hinted here and there I did like him more than a friend, even on the night we both got very drunk celebrating my birthday, I recall telling him I was in love with him.

He shook the whole thing off, commenting I'll find the right guy soon and not paying any attention to my hints. I eased off and now this happened

I became aware I haven't answered Chris in about 5 minutes, I was curious how my face looked, and what expression it was giving.

"Oh... wow. That is definitely some news" he was never gonna believe me. Whenever I became nervous or upset I would stutter like crazy. Something he picked up on very early in our friendship.
"I'm really really happy for you, I wish you both the best for the future!" I stood up and walked away, turning my back to him. I was for some reason close to tears, this was hurting me more than I realized. Because it was a confirmation he didn't like me in that way, and we would never be anything more than friends, the thought really grinded my heart. I clutched my chest, disappointment washing over me. It would never be me who comes home and snuggle up to him.

I felt Chris put his hand gently on my shoulder, "are you okay?" He whispered. I felt guilty, I really hated my selfishness sometimes. My voice wouldn't work, I nodded my head 'no' and just hoped he would leave it alone. I knew if I looked at him I'd cry. And I'm not a beautiful crier

Chris didn't say anything, he removed his hand from my shoulder and muttered he would be back later. I guessed he was going on a date with his new woman. Something a true friend would be happy about. I lost my appetite almost instantly, I instead decided to retreat to my bedroom and sprawl out under the duvet and hide from the world, I felt dizzy with thoughts. I was wrapped up in them I didn't hear my bedroom door open, I felt the side of the bed dip and a hand that gently shook me

I peaked from under the duvet and saw a sad Chris Evans looking over at me. I smiled weakly at him

"Do you need something?" I felt hurt even though it wasn't his fault.

"Yeah. I need my best friend to tell me what's up, because I'm not leaving this room till you do"

And here comes the tears

"Chris I promise its noth-" I sobbed
"No it's something!" Chris became annoyed. "I know you liked me and for a while I really liked you too. But damn it (Y/N) you're like a sister to me and if we ever dated and it never worked out I wouldn't just lose you as a girlfriend but as my best friend and sister too. It's just something I wont risk, I love you as a sister, you mean the whole world to me and I'm really sorry but we're never going to be more than that" Chris looked at me with pure sadness and tears in his eyes, I never knew he felt this way. I sat up and hugged him tightly

"I'm so sorry Chris, I do understand and I'm really happy for you" I cried into his shoulder as he rubbed my back.

"You'll always be my best friend. I swear on my life I'll never shut you out!" He whispered against my shoulder.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. I messed this up" I took a deep breath, trying to prevent any more tears from falling down my salty cheeks
"No you didn't. Next time please talk to me okay?" He ran his thumbs under my eyes to dry them. I nodded in agreement.

"I'm really hungry" he smirked, I chuckled. "Do you want some cookies?" I offered, standing up from my bed and adjusting my clothes. "And movies?" He asked standing in front of me, I smiled eagerly.

It would take a while to get used to this, and deep down I know just doesn't want to hurt me. But maybe, just maybe in the future he would be more open to trying.