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A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships [Series]

Prologue

"Go down, soft sound, midnight, car lights"

Featuring: Chris Evans, Jaeden Martell, Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: None!

A/N: Alright! Welcome to my newest series, 'A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships'! I seriously hope you all enjoy this as much as I do! It's my first real person fic, so please be nice! If anyone wants to be added to the series taglist, please let me know! This is inspired by the album by The 1975, so please check out the track that is titled!

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You had never liked the moving around part of your dad's job. But, luckily for you, his latest project, 'Knives Out' was primarily being shot in Boston which meant that you would be doing the absolute minimum moving around. Being raised by an actor, most people would have expected you to follow in your dad's footsteps and become an actor but you didn't find any interest in the art. Rather than acting, you were more than likely to be found in front of a camera for a different reason. You were Instagram famous from a modelling agency that had scouted you when you were younger. Most times, it would just be small stuff for your Instagram with the occasional sponsor. Growing up with Chris Evans as your dad, you never really had any boyfriend, or even normal friends. Most people in your school only wanted to be your friend because your dad was Captain America, but you could tell who was who. And plus, your dad would never allow you to have a boyfriend, right?

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"Shit, shit, shit," You swore under your breath as your phone rang yet again. You were late, as per usual. "I get it, I hear you." You mumbled, hopping over to your bedside table while you got your shoe on.

"Y/N! You were supposed to be here half an hour ago,where the hell are you?!" Your dad yelled down the phone. You took your phone away from your ear and screwed your face up at the volume.

"Good morning to you too, dad," You mumbled. You could invision the unimpressed look on your dad's face. "And calm down, I'm on my way there right now, I'm just about to leave." You assured him. Chris sighed.

"Alright, I'll see you soon," He hung up. You slid your phone in your pocket and then ran down to the living room, making sure that all the doors and windows were shut and locked, then going to pet your dog goodbye. Dodger's head fell into your hand as you rubbed behind his ear, a satisified groan coming from him.

"Alright pal, I'll see you later," You said to him as you dusted your hands of the copper fur that he shed onto your hands. You left the house and got into your car, let out an exasperated sigh as your head hit the headrest. You drove to where your dad was filming and flashed the badge they had given you at security. You got into the set and looked around for your dad, but on your way there accidentally bumping into someone. You fell back onto your ass and groaned. "Ow, shit." You mumbled, checking to see if you had skinned your palms.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry. Are you alright?" You looked up at did a double take. You weren't an idiot, you knew who that was. You had literally just bumped into Jaeden Martell. Nodding, you pushed yourself up and smiled at hiim. 

"Yeah, I'm alright. My fault, I should have watched where I was going," You said, putting your hands up. Jaeden smiled at you and nodded. "I'm Y/N." You introduced yourself to him.

"I-uh, I know," Jaeden stammered. He interally kicked himself, knowing that he sounded like he was stalking you. "I follow you on Instagram, I didn't mean for that to sound weird. I'm Jaeden." He cleared up, then introducing himself. You giggled at him and his behaviour. 

"It didn't sound weird, trust me, I live with Chris Evans, I know weird," You assured him. "Speaking of my dad, you don't happen to know where he is, do you?" You asked him.

"I'm pretty sure that I saw him go onto the set, I can take you there if you want?" He offered. Jaeden didn't know what he was doing, he felt like he was entranced by you. If he was to be honest, you were the prettiest person he had ever spoken to, and Jaeden had spoken to a lot of people. 

"Sure, you can lead the way," You said, holding your arm out and making Jaeden laugh. He led you to the house where they were filming and you looked up, almost falling back again.

"Do you have a balance problem?" He asked you, a sarcastic laugh leaving his lips. You rolled your eyes as you turned to look at him.

"No, I just suffer from a severe case of dumb bitch syndrome," You deadpanned. You were confused at how comfortable you felt around Jaeden, normally, it took you a while to get comfortable around people, but this was different. You looked up at the stairs leading up to the house and saw your dad coming down towards you and Jaeden.

"There you are! You finally made it," Your dad said, putting his arms around you like he always did when he saw you. "Oh, Jaeden, I see you met my daughter, Y/N." Chris said, standing back to look at both of you.

"Well, technically we bumped into each other, I was too busy looking for you," You said, narrowing your eyes at your dad. Chris held his hands up in defense and chuckled. 

"Listen, Y/N, I have to go, but we should talk again," Jaeden suggested. You smiled and nodded. 

"Alright, I'll see you around," You said, watching as he walked away. You turned back around to look at your dad, who had crossed his arms over his chest. "What do you even need me here for today anyway?" You asked your dad.

"I missed you and I heard you say you needed some new friends, you and Jaeden are both the same age, it could work out and you could both be friends," Your dad said. You huffed out and rolled your eyes. "What?" 

"Nothing, I just didn't think you'd try to get me friends of the opposite gender," You teased him of his protectiveness. "And I have plenty of friends!" You said, sounding extremely offended. Your dad laughed incredulously and shook his head.

"Y/N, you were literally complaining about how much you hated your current group of friends a couple of days ago," Your dad said. You sighed and slumped your shoulders. "Just, give him a shot, okay? Don't be so pessimistic, honey, you're too pretty to have a mad little face." He said. Chris pinched your cheek and you groaned as you slapped his hand away gently. 

"Dad, stop it!" You whined. Chris chuckled and sighed. "Can I go now?" You asked him. Chris nodded and brought you in for another hug, one that this time you returned. Chris kissed the top of your head and then let you go.

"Alright, just promise to stay on the set and try to make friends with Jaeden?" He asekd you.

"Okay, I promise,"