Alistair settled into his new job quickly and became quite successful.
About a year after he had started they were doing a special series of photos. They hired a new girl to be in the photos.
'Alistair!' Someone stopped him in the corridor. He turned around and recognised his friend and assistant, Amelia and another girl.
'Mel.' He greeted.
'This is Isabella, she's doing the shoot with you.'
'Hi.' He stuck his hand out and smiled.
'Hey.' She shook his hand.
They went and got ready before they headed to the room where the photos hoot would take place.
'Alistair, how are you?' The photographer walked over.
'Nick, I'm good thanks. This is Isabella, she's doing the shoot.'
'Hiya.'
'Hey.'
They spent about an hour taking various photos when the photographer called out. 'Okay, we'll move onto the kisses. Alright?' Isabella turned to Alistair, panicked.
'Actually Nick, can we have a break?'
'Yeah, okay. Guys you have ten minutes.'
Alistair grabbed Isabella's hand and pulled her to his dressing room.
'You okay? You looked panicked.'
'I just didn't realise we would do the kissing photos today.'
'I get it, they're stressful. Do you have a significant other?' She shook her head.
'Okay, I don't either, I am gay though. Just remember that these are just photos, you don't need to act, just kiss.'
'I know, sorry. I'll be fine.'
'Okay, just pinch my leg if it is too much.' She let out a surprised laugh.
'Wait, what?'
'It can be weird, it's a signal if you want to stop. It's how I did my first shoot that included kissing.'
'Oh, right. Thank you.'
'Sure.' Suddenly she hugged him and he hesitated before hugging her back.
'Come on then Isabella.'
'You can just call me Iz or Izzy if you want.'
'Okay, then you can call me Ali. Let's go Iz.' They went back to the shoot.
In the room he gently pushed her against a wall. 'Remember,' he whispered. 'If you want to stop, pinch my leg.' She nodded.
'And go!'
He pressed his lips lightly against hers, the camera clicked for a bit and then someone said stop.
'You alright?' He pulled back.
'Yeah, that wasn't as bad as I expected.'
'Hey! My kissing is great.' He joked.
She raised an eyebrow. 'I never said it wasn't.'
'Oh you're good!' They laughed.
The two became firm friends after that and spent a lot of time together. One day, about a week after they met, Alistair decided to introduce Isabella to his dad and twin.
'You going to be okay?' He asked her.
'I'll be fine, its just Captain America and the hottest twins ever, I can survive.' That shocked a laugh out of Alistair.
'Dad isn't that good looking close up, I'm hotter than him, definitely.' She looked sceptical. 'What? It's the truth.'
'Uh-huh sure.'
'Fuck off.' He ruined the supposed effect of the words by smiling. 'Come on Iz.'
He opened the gates and they walked up the drive.
Isabella stopped suddenly. 'This is a fucking mansion. Why didn't you tell me, you twat!' He laughed and she punched his arm.
'I'm sorry Iz, I forgot.'
'Really? You forgot?'
'Yeah?'
'That was a question.'
'You're scary angry, it makes me question everything but I am sorry.' She tried, and failed, to stay angry.
'Urgh, fine I forgive you.' He smiled and hugged her.
'Now come along else we'll be late.'
They finally got into the house and Dodger bounded over to the teens and Iz cooed.
'He's so sweet.'
'Yeah, he's a softie.'
'Awww.' She gushed.
'Al!'
'Ads!' The twins embraced. After a minute or two they pulled back. 'Adrian this is Isabella, my friend. Iz this is Adrian my twin brother.'
'Hi.' She smiled and they shook hands.
'Hi.'
'Come in, Dad's in the shower I think. He'll be down in a minute.'
'Good. Come on Iz.' He grabbed her hand and pulled her into their living room.
After a while of catching up Chris walked into the room and grinned.
'Al.' Alistair turned around and jumped up to hug his dad. He pulled away and introduced his father to his new friend.
'So Isabella you also come from England right?' She nodded.
'That's half of why we get on, I think. Two Brits in America.'
They spent a while chatting before Isabella left.
'She seemed nice, you two are just friends though?'
'Ah, yeah. Dad I'm-' He took a breath. '-I'm gay.'
'I'm bi.' Adrian added. Chris pulled the boys into a hug.
'Okay.'
'Sorry we didn't say anything. It's just we had to suppress it when we were younger.'
'That's fine kiddo.' They hugged again and went to get dinner ready.
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Adopted by Chris Evans
FanfictionTwins, Adrian and Alistair, are adopted by Chris Evans. This is set in 2016. The twins are sixteen years old and live in England. It is mostly following Alistair, but the twins spend so much time together it is practically both of them. Quick warnin...