Chris Evans's Characters Preferences

#4: You Become Friends

Chris Evans

After yesterday when you started to get to know each other, the desire to get to know Chris better was growing. So, as usual, you have breakfast at the cafeteria where you were filming, and Chris comes to join you.

"Hi Y/N!

-Hi, Chris."

You kiss each other and sit down face to face. You admired him a lot, you'd watched every single movie and series he'd ever been in.

"So, how many movies have you been in?" he asked you.

-Not much. A low-budget movie when I was fourteen and a series last year. Marvel is the first big project I'm getting into... Not you I guess? you say with a laugh.

Chris laughs too

-Let's say that this is not my first movie...

-I believe you! What are we shooting today?

-I think it's a fight scene.

-Isn't it where my character is seriously injured and on the verge of dying?

-I think so."

You stop talking and think for a moment. You had the impression you were forgetting something, but you couldn't tell what. All of a sudden it comes back to you.

"Shit... I forgot to go on the special effects! How long do we shoot in?

-Half an hour.

-Sorry Chris. I've got to go. See you on set !"

He greeted you with a smile and you started running to the makeup girls.

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Steve Rogers

You've been getting better for a week. So you had joined the Avengers.

They had all gone on missions, except you and Steve.

You were trying to manage your powers and practicing fighting with the new high-tech gadgets Stark had created. But it was pretty tough.

"Need some help Y/N ?

-It's okay, Steve. Thank you."

You said those words as one of the holograms pinned you to the ground.

"You should attack like that."

He said as he showed you some hand-to-hand combat moves.

"I'm sorry," you said. Hydra didn't teach me how to fight.

-We'll teach you. You're part of the team now. And in a team, we help each other."

For several hours, most of the day in fact, our Captain was busy teaching you how to fight.

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Ransom Drysdale

You had already been at the Thrombey's for four days. And you had been having trouble sleeping for four days.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning and you went out on the porch to get some fresh air.

Ransom was there. You were looking at the stars when the brown one spoke to you. You talked a little every night.

You could feel his gaze on you. You turned your head to look at him. The smell of cigarettes gave you a headache. He took one out of his pocket and handed it to you.

(SMOKING IS DANGEROUS FOR YOUR HEALTH!)

-Do you want one?

-Yes, thank you."