Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan Character Imagines

In Love with You.

"What do you want from me Chris?!" I screamed.

It was typical in almost any relationship to fight like this, anyone off the street would tell you if asked. But here recently Chris and i have been on rocky waters since we hit our one year anniversary.

"I want you y/n! I tell you every single day, i just want you in more ways than i have you now!" Chris yelled back. all i could do was scoff and walk away. "Y/n wait! Please!" i begin my ascend upstairs to our bedroom. Just as i reach for the handle Chris grabs my hand and spins me around to face him his beautiful ocean orbs brimming with tears.

"Y/n please don't go. I know we have vastly different lifestyles with myself being an actor and you being an amazing singer song writer. your band has done awesome by the way." he paused, "Your point Chris?" i asked impatiently. "God i wanna tell you but i don't know..." i cut him off mid-sentence. "You don't know what Chris?! You don't know how I'll react?! You don't know if i'll accept what you want to say to me?" i yelled as i slipped out of his grasp and ran into the room. I grabbed my purse and notebook that held all my songs.

I walked out of the room passing Chris on my way out the door. "Where are you going?" he asked harshly. "I'm gong over to Brady's." I turned to see his face boiling with rage. "Of fucking course run to your drummer like you always do y/n! Why don't ya fuck him while you're there too!" he screamed. My eyes went wide as a deer in the headlights, here is where my ass would overload my mouth but, that statement was too far, way too far for Chris.

Tears started to spill from my eyes as Chris realized what just came out of his mouth. "Y/n, I-I'm so-" i held my hand up to stop him. "No, Chris. That was low. That was so fucking low. Like bottom of the dumpster low." I took a deep breath and collected myself. "I'm done. Goodbye Chris." As i walked out of the door i could hear himself mentally smacking himself out loud but i didn't care all i wanted to do was get out and get away from him.

1 Year Later

*Has Y/n finally moved on from the dreamy Chris Evans? Y/n and her drummer Brady Thompson found having a few drinks after concert.....*

*Y/n and Brady living together?! Y/n was found leaving Brady's apartment early this morning and.....*

"You have got to tell the media you're gay as fuck at some point Brady! I am so fucking tired of seeing this bullshit. It's been two fucking years!" i sighed as he walked into the living room from the shower. "I know y/n but i have to find the courage to tell my parents first. I only just found out where i belong, give me some more time please?" He asked. "I'm sorry Brady. I'm just tired of seeing this shit everywhere just because Captain America is heart broken because of what happened a fucking year ago." I got up to put my coffee cup in the sink and rinse it out. "Besides your going to be late to that coffee shop thing if you don't book it now." I take a look at the clock sitting on the island, "Fuck!" I grabbed one of Chris' old sweaters i never gave back threw it on, grabbed my purse and ran out the door. Thank god the coffee shop is only a block away.

*Inside the Mellow Coffee Shop*

I went back stage (If you could call it that) as soon as i walked through the door and saw a glimpse of a man that i could've sworn looked just like Chris but i just shook it off and set my stuff down back stage. "You were almost late sugar." Gary told me as if i didn't already know. "Yeah i know Gary i just got caught up in the t.v." i told him. "You know the only reason i tolerate you is because you got ties to spangles out there." i froze in my tracks, so he is here, i thought. I turned around and put on my fake smile like i always have. "Well don't we have a show to perform?" I smile.