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“Unexpected Gifts″ Pt. 3

Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started with an internship and worked your way into the position of stunt coordinator by the age of 25. Your life was finally working out, You were finishing the first week of training with the Marvel cast for "Avengers: Age of Ultron." You had it all put together until your younger sister took her life, left you full custody of her two-month-old daughter, and you found the love of your life. (Based off Chris’s movie “Gifted”)

Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death/suicide/cussing

{Part 1}  {Part 2}

A/N: I told myself I was going to update once a week, but I’ve already written through part 6. So, I was getting impatient with myself. I’m not sure how many parts this will have but it has 6 complete parts so far. 

“What?” You looked at your mom in utter shock. Your mother dropped a bomb on you, well at least that’s what it felt like.

“I know, it’s a shock, and with your career you don’t need a baby.” Your mom said. You looked down at your niece as she cooed in your arms. She didn’t deserve any of what was happening. 

“No, I-“ You stopped. “I will take her. I know you and dad are capable, but I think it would be better for everyone if I took her.” 

“Honey, are you sure? Your career is taking off and you have such odd hours.” Your mother was just wanting to make sure you knew you had options.

“I’m sure.” You said. “If that’s what she wanted then that’s what I will do.” You kissed your niece on her chubby cheeks and she giggled.

Your mom nodded. “Alright hun.” She squeezed your hand again.

You ate breakfast, and felt like your haze was getting thicker. Most of the day was spent sitting around and talking. Your parents went and made arrangements for your sister’s funeral.

You texted Chris throughout the day, but you never told him about your niece. As the day progressed, you needed to tell someone. Finally, you messaged Chris and asked if you could call him. He, of course, said yes.

You tapped the phone icon under his name and it began ringing. You were sitting on the back patio as Olivia napped in her swing.

“Hey Y/N! How are you doing?” He asked.

“Umm, well I was doing better until my mom informed me of something.” You told Chris.

“What was the news? I’m guessing it was something big.” Chris asked, genuinely wanting to know what was bothering you.

“My sister has appointed me to become the legal guardian of my niece. She never told me she was doing that.” You admitted to Chris. “She’s two months old.” 

“Oh.” Chris was unsure of what to say. 

“I know I just unloaded that on you, but I needed to tell someone. And you were the only person who knows what’s going on.” You sighed.

“Well, umm-” Chris stuttered. You could tell Chris was struggling. “I’ll help you figure things out.” 

“Chris, you don’t have to do that. I also wouldn’t even know where to start.” You told him.

“Y/N, you are going to need help. Let me help you.” Chris said.

You sighed. “Alright, alright. I will accept your help.”

“Good because you were going to get it any way.” 

Your niece began to cry. You stuck the phone between your shoulder and your ear and went to pick her up. “Shh, it’s ok, it’s ok. Aunt Sissy is here.” You sat down in your chair. 

“Aunt Sissy?” Chris questioned. You forgot he could hear you.

“Yes, when my sister and I were little kids she couldn’t say my name, so she called me sissy. So, we figured why not be Aunt sissy.” You explained to him. 

“I like it.” He said. “I’m just plain ole Uncle Chris.” He laughed. 

“There’s nothing wrong with that.” You told him.

You and Chris talked for a few more minutes then you ended the call. Your parents came home after a while. You and your niece were both asleep on the couch. 

The next few days were a blur. You attended the funeral of your sister and finalized documents to become the legal guardian of your niece.

It had been a week. You knew you had to get back to L.A. and back to work. It was Friday morning and you were able to book a flight back to L.A. for the next morning, but this time you had to mark that you were flying with a baby. You were slightly dreading the flight home. Five hours on a plane with a two month old, that was definitely uncharted waters for you. 

That night, you packed your suitcase and Olivia’s things. You told your parents to keep everything your sister had bought at there house. You would just have to buy new things after you were back in L.A. 

That night, you couldn’t sleep. Your mind just wouldn’t shut down. Every scenario, good and bad, were going through your head. You checked the clock and it was almost 3 a.m. You groaned and just stared at the ceiling. You weren’t sure when, but eventually you fell asleep. 

7 a.m. rolled around much quicker than you wanted it too. You groaned as you turned your alarm off. You got up, got dressed, and finished off both yours and your nieces packing.

You woke Olivia up, fed her, and got her dressed for the flight. Your nerves were still on end wondering how the flight was going to go. Your dad helped bring your things to the car as you loaded everything.

“Are you going to be ok?” Your dad asked.

“I think I will be fine.” You told him. “I have a friend who is already offering to help me.”

He nodded as he closed the back of the car. You both walked inside to get Olivia.

Your parents drove you to the airport. They kissed Olivia goodbye then you.

“Call us, no matter what time, if you need anything.” Your mom said. You nodded and hugged her. You were grateful that your sister had purchased one of the infant carriers that you wear, so your hands were free. It was an odd feeling, walking around with a baby. People looked at you when normally no one would look your way.

You got your boarding pass and headed to your gate. After grabbing a coffee and a muffin, you sat down at your gate. You audibly sighed when you sat down. You looked down at Olivia, she was fast asleep. You ate your muffin and drank your coffee before your boarded your flight.

While you were waiting at the gate, your phone rang. You looked down and it was Chris. You slide over on the screen to answer and put the phone to your ear.

“Hello?” You asnwered.

“Good morning Y/N! What are you up too?” Chris asked.

“I’m at the airport waiting on my flight.” You said. “Chris isn’t it like 6 a.m. in L.A.?” You questioned.

He glanced at his alarm clock. “Oh yeah, it is. I just woke up and I thought since we didn’t talk much yesterday, I’d give you a call.”

You smiled. “Why are you up at 6 on a Saturday? I’d be sleeping until noon.” You laughed softly.

“I don’t even know why myself.” He laughed. “I went to bed pretty early last night, so maybe that’s why.”

“Well, I was the opposite. I didn’t go to sleep until 3 then I woke up at 7 and was at the airport by 9.”

“Wow! You made it to the airport in an that amount of time with a baby? That’s impressive.” Chris commended you.

“Yeah, I guess I did. It wasn’t that bad. I got up, got dressed, dressed Olivia and my dad drove us to the airport. It’s a 45 minute drive from my parents house to the airport.” You told Chris.

“How is Olivia doing?” He asked. You smiled to yourself. Most people probably wouldn’t ask.

“She’s doing well, I think. I can ask, but I don’t know if I would get a response.” You laughed softly as did Chris. “I’m worried about the time change though. For an adult, you just take a nap and all will be fine. I don’t know how it affects a baby.” You admitted to Chris.

Over the week, you realized you felt something towards him. You didn’t want to admit to yourself what that was, but you would admit it was something.

“I don’t really know.” He said with a sigh.

“Chris, I’m worried. I don’t know anything about babies. I know they are cute and you have to change their diapers, but that’s it!” You said to him.

“Well, my sisters have a few kids and I know a little bit about babies. I will be glad to help you out.” Chris assured you.

“Thank you.” You smiled. Your conversation continued for another twenty minutes. You talked about work and how you were doing.

Your flight was being announced so you had to say goodbye. “I’ll be back in L.A. around lunch.” You told Chris before ending the call.

You grabbed your backpack and stood. It was different now that you had Olivia with you. People were more careful around you, they seemed to take notice of your prescense.

Your parents paid for your flight home and they booked using Delta so your seat was classified as Comfort plus. You had a bit more room than a normal seat, which was nice considering you were traveling with a baby. You got comfortable and removed the carrier, it was kind of a relief.

The flight attendants were super helpful and even offered you some tips after you admitted you had never flown with a baby. Right as the flight began to take off, Olivia began crying.

You started panicking. You knew it was probably the pressure in her ears from the takeoff because you felt it in your own ears. You reached into the diaper bag and grabbed a bottle.

You clicked the button on the bottle to drop the powder into the water. You shook the bottle then held it for Olivia. She immediately calmed down and started eating. You sighed in relief. After her bottle, you burped her and she fell asleep almost instantly.

The rest of the flight was calm. You changed her diaper, fed her again, and she slept. Finally, you landed in L.A.

You made your way into the airport to grab your luggage and Olivia’s car seat. Once you had everything, you made it to your car. You loaded Olivia’s car seat then her, then your luggage.

You finally got into your car and took a deep breath. “We made it Livie.” You grabbed your phone and texted Chris that you had landed and were headed home.

Thirty minutes later, you were pulling into your apartment. You somehow manage to get everything into your apartment in one trip. You took Olivia out of her car seat and she stretched and yawn. “Girly, you must like to sleep.” You laughed as you laid her down the couch cushion beside you.

You checked your phone and saw a message from Chris.

Chris- “Good. If you don’t mind, I wanted to stop by later. Only if it’s ok with you.”

You- “Of course! I would really like that.”

Olivia started cooing and gurgling. “What are you saying Livie? Are you excited to meet Chris?” You laughed. She continued to gurgle.

Chris- “I’ll be there in about an hour.”

You- “Alrighty! See you soon!”

As you were waiting on Chris, you started smelling something, and you knew exactly where it was coming from. You look over at Olivia. She had this grin on her face looking back at you.

“You are something else.” You laughed and went to grab the diaper bag. You laid the changing mat down on the floor then Olivia. You unbuttoned the onesie and started holding your breath. There was a knock at the door right as you undid the diaper.

You knew it had to be Chris. “Come in!” You called out. The door opened and Chris smiled at you.

“Am I interrupting something?” He laughed.

You shook your head and laughed. “No, you’re not interrupting.” You finished changing Olivia’s diaper without any sort of disaster. So, you patted yourself on the back for that.

You picked her up off the floor and disposed of the diaper. You went back to the living room where Chris was standing.

“Chris, I’d like you to meet Olivia.” You said smiling as you held her. “I call her Livie.” Chris smile down at her.

“May I?” He reached for her.

“Of course!” You gently passed her to Chris.

“Hello Olivia!” He cooed at the baby as she giggled.

You smiled at him and sat down. As you watched him hold Olivia, your buried feelings started to surface. You looked at his arms and how much smaller Olivia seemed in them.

She gurgled and cooed as she looked Chris. “She must like you.” You teased him.

“You think?” He raised his eyebrow and smiled at you. “She’s beautiful like her aunt.”

You blushed. “I bet her mom was beautiful too.” Chris said sitting down on the couch.

“She was.”

He looked at you then down at Olivia who was yawning. “I think someone is sleepy.” He chuckled.

“I bet.” After you said that, you began thinking you didn’t have anything you needed for Olivia. No crib, no changing table, no diapers, no nothing. Chris noticed your expression changed in a matter seconds.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“I don’t have anything she needs, Chris. I have a car seat and a diaper bag.” You said putting your face in your hands.

“Well then let’s go. Let’s get Olivia everything she needs.” Chris smiled at you.

“What? Now?” You looked up at him.

“Yeah. We can go to Target, Walmart. I don’t know, we will find somewhere.”

You sighed and nodded. “Ok.”

Olivia was asleep in Chris’s arms. You walked over and grabbed the car seat. You sat it on the coffee table in front of Chris. He gently placed Olivia into the car seat and strapped her in.

You smiled watching him do it. He was gentle with her. The way he smiled at Olivia as he buckled her in made your heart melt.

“Alright, lets go.” He said as he stood up. “You can just get a few of the essential things. A crib, diapers, wipes, formula, bottles.” He listed them off.

You nodded. You went to grab the handle of the car seat but Chris stopped you. “Let me.” He said.

He grabbed the handle and carried the car seat to your car. He locked the car seat into place then shut the door quietly. You were sitting in the driver’s seat waiting. He leaned down.

“I know you’re tired, so I’ll be driving.” You gave him a soft smile and willingly went around to the passenger side.

Over the next couple of hours, you, Chris and Olivia shopped for the essentials. You decided on a simple, white crib, nothing extravagant at the moment. You picked up several sets of pink sheets for the crib.

As you shopped, people were giving you odd looks. Who wouldn’t? Two people with a baby shopping for baby things now, that’s technically backwards. But, you paid no mind to the people in the stores.

The shopping ended and you three headed back to your apartment. It’s was around five in the afternoon when you got all the boxes and bags inside.

While shopping, you saw a swing and you knew how much Olivia loved her swing at your parents. You told your self you wouldn’t get it right now, but you looked down at Olivia and caved. That was the first thing put together.

Everything was inside the apartment. Chris was setting down the last bag as you held Olivia on the couch.

“Chris, I can’t thank you enough.” You smiled at him as he walked over and sat beside you. “I don’t know how I’m going to repay you for everything you’ve done for me and now Olivia.”

“Y/N, you don’t have to repay me.” He said looking down at you. “Everything I’ve done, I did because I wanted to.”

A tear slid down your cheek. “No, no, no! Don’t cry.” He said wiping the tear. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“I know you didn’t. I don’t even know why I’m crying.” You said with a small laugh. “You have been so nice to me through out all of this, I’m also sleep deprived and still pretty emotional.”

Chris smiled at you. Before either of you could say anything, Olivia started to cry. You looked down at her and tried to figure out what she wanted. You checked her diaper and it was clean.

“Want me to make a bottle?” Chris asked standing up to reach for the diaper bag.

You nodded as you held Olivia’s pacifier in her mouth. She continued to cry. Chris mixed the bottle and warmed it.

“Here you go pretty girl!” He said replacing the pacifier with the bottle. She started sucking down the bottle. You laughed softly at how quickly she was eating.

As she ate, Chris sat down beside you. Your mind couldn’t help but wonder to the future. What if this was your future? You, Chris and a another baby. Maybe you did want something with Chris, but just not right at the moment. You need some time to adjust with Olivia. And if you were reading Chris right, he would wait until you were ready.

You glanced over at him. He was looking down at Olivia in your arms. She was almost done with the bottle. Her eyes were wide open and she was looking back at Chris.

“Oh yeah, I think she really likes you.” You laughed. “She can’t take her eyes off you. I don’t blame her though.” You smiled at him.

Chris blushed. “You don’t?” He raised his eyebrow.

“Not one bit.” You smiled.

Chris chuckled unsure of what to say. You quickly realized how forward you were.

“I’m sorry, that was very out of line.” You apologized.

“No, don’t apologize. It’s totally ok.” He said. “How I about I start putting together that crib?” Chris smiled. You nodded as your cheeks burned with embarrassment. Chris stood up and went to work.

Olivia finished her bottle, and your burped her. You heard her burp then felt something warm running down your shoulder. “Oh Livie! Why?” You groaned.

Chris turned his head and saw the problem. He walked over and took Olivia. He couldn’t help but laugh, just a little. “Olivia, why would you do that?” He wiped her face.

“I’m going to change shirts.” You turned and went to your room to find a clean shirt. When you returned, you found Chris with Olivia pressed to his chest as he swayed. You smiled watching the scene.

“You know Olivia, I really like your aunt. She’s so kind and loving and caring, but you already know that. And she’s absolutely beautiful.” Chris spoke to your niece.

Your cheeks flushed red as you listened to him go on. You cleared your throat and he quickly turned towards you.

“How much did you hear?” 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 16

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: We’ve made it! This is the final chapter in this story. I am so happy I’ve made it to the end. I’m thinking about an epilogue just not 100% sure on it yet. Thank you to those who have been following this story and showing your support! I love y’all!

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It was the night before your wedding day. You always thought you would be nervous and stressed the night before your wedding, but you were the complete opposite. You felt happy and relaxed. You trusted that Jessica had everything done for the big day.  You, Scarlett, Rose and Olivia were having a relaxing night at Lisa’s. 

You asked Scarlett to be your only bridesmaid and Rose to be a flower girl with Olivia. Chris asked Scott to be his best man and his nephew, Miles, to be the ring bearer. 

You chose to spend the night at Lisa’s and let Chris and Scott have your house. You were just hoping it was in one piece when you got back.

Olivia was nearing two years old, and you couldn’t believe it. She talked non-stop, it didn’t always make since but that didn’t stop her. Olivia had started calling Chris, dada. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 4

 Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac. 

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader 

Warnings: None. 

A/N: In honor of this gorgeous man’s birthday! 

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{Part 2} 

{Part 3}

“How much did you hear?” Chris asked as his cheeks turned red.

“Enough.” You said with a smile. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes, Y/N, every word. You are kind, you are caring, and you are absolutely beautiful.” Chris walked over to you, smiling like a child. Olivia was fast asleep against his chest.

You glanced down at Olivia then back up at Chris. “Chris, I like you. I really do, but with every thing that has happened in the last week, I need some time.” 

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“Unexpected Gifts″ Pt. 4

 Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac. 

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader 

Warnings: None. 

A/N: In honor of this gorgeous man’s birthday! 

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{Part 2} 

{Part 3}

“How much did you hear?” Chris asked as his cheeks turned red.

“Enough.” You said with a smile. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes, Y/N, every word. You are kind, you are caring, and you are absolutely beautiful.” Chris walked over to you, smiling like a child. Olivia was fast asleep against his chest.

You glanced down at Olivia then back up at Chris. “Chris, I like you. I really do, but with every thing that has happened in the last week, I need some time.” 

“Y/N, I will give you as much time as you need. And when you’re ready, I’ll be here.” He smiled at you.

You smiled brightly. Finally, in all the darkness you’ve felt over the last week, your light was standing in front of you. “You’re amazing, you know that right?” You asked rhetorically with a laugh.

“I’ve been told that, but I don’t see it.” He flashed you a grin. “Here, you take Olivia, and I’ll go work on the crib. You just need to tell me where to put it.”

You gently took your sleeping niece from Chris. “Right, I guess it needs to go in my bedroom.”

Chris began dragging the box to your bedroom to assemble the crib. You followed him into the bedroom and flipped the lights on. Your room wasn’t huge but it had enough room to add the crib, if you moved some things around.

“Maybe if you move your desk out to the living room and slide your bed over, that will give you plenty of space to put the crib against that wall.” Chris stood by the door with his hands on hips.

“Alright Cap, do as you must.” You said with a laugh. Chris chuckled and looked at you. “You’re probably going to need my help, so I’m going to lay her in the car seat and bring it in here.”

Chris nodded as you left the room. You laid Olivia down in the car seat and brought it your room. Chris was moving things off your desk, so it would be easier to move. You put the car seat out of the way.

You and Chris moved the desk out of your room and into the living room. After moving your bed around, Chris started working on the crib. You picked up Olivia, who was now awake, and sat on the bed.

“I’m glad you offered to do that, because I would have had a melt down just looking at the box.” You said with a laugh. Olivia was laying on the bed gurgling. “Livie agrees with me.”

Chris laughed as he turned to look at you. “It’s not too hard. This is not the first time I’ve put together one of these.” He smiled at you. 

Within an hour, the crib was put together. You put the mattress in and the sheets on. You set up the baby monitor as well. “Thank you Chris.” You smiled up at him as he admired his handy work.

“Quit saying that. It’s getting repetitive.” He said with a laugh.

Before you could get a word out, Olivia started cooing loudly. You both laughed and walked over to her. She was cooing and flailing her arms and legs.

“Someone is a happy girl!” You said in a high pitch as you tickled her sides. Olivia continued to coo as she looked up at you and Chris.

“You’re happy because I put your bed together, yeah?” He picked her up as she continued to coo. “Oh yeah, I completely understand.” Chris chuckled as he acted to have a conversation with cooing baby.

“Well, while y’all have your very intriguing conversation, I’m going order some pizza.” You patted Chris on the shoulder then kissed Olivia.

You grabbed your phone and found the number for your favorite pizza place. “Hey, what kind of pizza do you like?” You called out to Chris.

“I eat anything. Whatever you want to get is fine with me.”

You ordered a pepperoni pizza and a thing of garlic bread. After ordering the pizza, you began unpackaging everything you bought. Once everything was unboxed, you started reorganizing the cabinets to make room for everything. Chris heard the clanging of the plates, so he came into the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” He laughed as he watched you stand on a barstool to move things to a high shelf.

“I had to make room for all the stuff.” You said with a laugh. “By the way, I ordered pepperoni pizza and garlic bread.”

“Perfect.” He smiled. Chris was still holding Olivia. She was cooing and gurgling.

While you were continuing to reorganize, Chris continued to play with Olivia. You could hear them from the kitchen. Chris was talking to her, and she just giggled and cooed. It filled your stomach with butterflies and you couldn’t help but smile.

There was a knock at the door, Chris got up from the floor to answer the door, but you came running out of the kitchen, like a bat out of hell, and beat him to the door. You did not want him to pay for anything else. You grabbed money from your wallet and opened the door. You paid for the pizza then closed the door.

“I’m starving.” You said walking to the kitchen. Chris scooped up Olivia and followed you to the kitchen. You grabbed two plates from the cabinet then grabbed a bottle and formula.

You passed Chris a plate then began to mix Olivia’s bottle. Once you finished mixing it, you went to reach for Olivia.

“I want to do it.” Chris sounded like a little kid. You laughed and handed him the bottle.

“Alright.” You laughed. You opened the pizza box and grabbed two slices and a bread stick.

You fixed a plate for Chris and placed it in front of him while he fed Olivia. He was sitting on a barstool, so you sat next to him.

You watched as he was able to feed Olivia and feed himself at the same time. “Now that is talent.” You smiled at him.

Chris chuckled. “I’ve had practice.” You smiled and continued working on your pizza.

“Well, you will have to show me. I’m very inexperienced.”

“I will be happy too.”

You blushed a little and finished your pizza. Olivia finished her bottle, and you offered to burp her so Chris could finish eating. He passed her to you.

“Now Livie we are going to have a problem if you spit up on me again.” You told her as you laid her on your shoulder. You patted her back until she burped. You made it away clean this time.

Olivia started to yawn and get fussy. “I’m guessing that means, she is tired.”

Chris nodded in agreement as he finished his pizza. You stood up and carried her to your room. You made sure she had a clean diaper before putting her pajama onesie on her. She began to cry more. You put her pacifier in her mouth, held her against you and began to hum softly.

It took about ten minutes, but after that she was out. You laid her down in the crib and quietly left the room, grabbing the monitor as you did.

Chris was cleaning up the kitchen and putting the pizza away. “I could have done that.” You said walking over to him.

“I know, but you were putting Olivia down.” He said walking over closer to you. You smiled up at him.

“Thank-“ Chris cut you off with a kiss. You instantly kissed back. Chris’s hand rested at your waist. He pulled away.

“I told you to stop saying that.” He smirked. “I also wanted you to know what’s waiting for you.”

You blushed every shade of red. “Were you hoping that would speed up the waiting?”

“No, not at all. I just really wanted to kiss you.” He said ducking his head. “But I won’t do it again, if it made you uncomfortable or makes you think I’m trying to rush you.” He started to ramble.

“Chris, I’m not uncomfortable and I don’t think you’re rushing me.” You said placing your hand on his arm.

“Ok good.” He smiled at you. “I should probably head out, so you can get ready for bed. Your sleep schedule may turn to shit.” He laughed softly.

“Oh Chris, don’t jinx me.” You joked. You walked with him to the door. He smiled at you as he opened your apartment door.

“I really like being around you.” Chris said. “And Olivia is definitely a plus.”

You smiled up at him. “I really like having you around.”

He leaned down and kissed your cheek. “I’ll see you on Monday. Call me if you need anything.” Chris walked out, and you were left on cloud nine.

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“Friends.....Maybe?”

 Summary: You just want to be Bucky’s friend though you may have a small crush. If you could just be friends that would be enough

Warnings: None.......idk.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: this idea came from my asks and it originally was supposed to be fun and fluffy and then i started writing and it turned into an angst party.  The link for the dress wouldn’t work so i put a picture of it in the story. 

Your relationship with Sargent Barnes is anything but friendly, which is why he is Sargent Barnes, only his friends can call him Bucky. You have tried everything you know to just be a friend to him, even though you may have slight crush on the metal armed man.

You didn’t want your friendship to be forced, so you just started by smiling and saying good morning. He never returns the smile or good morning. You try several more things, but nothing seems to work.

Your next attempt is making him cookies that Steve told you were his favorite, and that they used to get them from a bakery back in the 40s. Steve tells you the name of the bakery, and it just so happens to be the bakery your grandmother worked at when she was young.

You bake a dozen cookies and arrange them on a plate. You walk down the hall to Sgt. Barnes room, knowing he is inside, since he just finished his workout for the day. 

You knock on the door and wait. The door is pulled open, and a slight smile crosses Bucky’s face when he sees the plate of cookies. The smile quickly fades when he hears your voice. 

“Hey Sargent Barnes! Umm, I made you some cookies. Steve might have let it slip that these are your favorite, so I called my grandmother and got her recipe. She worked at a bakery in the 40s and 50s.” You explain to him. 

The look of annoyance on his face only seems to grow as you stand there. “Why would you bring me cookies after I just finished a workout?” He asks, obviously angered by your gesture. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I guess that thought didn’t cross my mind. I just thought with your super soldier metabolism one cookie wouldn’t do too much damage.” You look down at the plate sadly. “I’ll just go then. If you want one, the plate will be in the kitchen.” 

You turn and walk back to the kitchen, tears brimming your eyes. You place the plate of cookies on the cabinet just as Sam, Nat, and Steve enter the kitchen after their workouts. 

“Oh yes! Cookies!” Sam cheers. He glances at you as to ask for permission. You nod in response. 

“Why so sad?” Steve asks. “I’ve never seen someone so sad after baking cookies. Wait! Are those Bucky’s favorite?” 

“Yeah.” You reply quietly. “After you told me what bakery you two would get them from, I called my grandmother for the recipe.” 

“Y/N, these are amazing!” Sam compliments, bringing a small smile to your face.

Steve reaches over and grabs one. He hums in approval. “Agreed! Takes me back to being a kid in Brooklyn.” 

You laugh softly. “Well, now I have to have one!” Natasha grabs one and takes a bite. She closes her eyes as she appreciates the taste of the cookie. “Oh wow!” 

~~~~~~~~~

Bucky watches as you walk away. He notices the change in your posture. When he opened the door you had a big smile and you stood tall, now your shoulders were hunched and he knew you definitely weren’t smiling. 

He shuts his door and groans out of frustration. Bucky has never hated you in the slightest. He was instantly drawn to you from the moment he saw you, but also in that moment, he decided that he didn’t deserve love or friendship from anyone other than Steve and Sam, if that. He also thought your friendship was you pitying him. 

When he saw the tray of cookies, he really did want one, but then he realized it was you and he had to keep up the act. So, he was rude until you went away. 

On the inside, Bucky’s heart broke at the sight of you when apologized for offering him a cookie. He knew the plate of cookies wouldn’t do an ounce of damage with his metabolism, but he had to keep being a jerk. You didn’t really want to be his friend. Well, that’s at least what he told himself. 

~~~~~~

The rest of the afternoon is spent with Sam, Steve and Nat. They beg you to bake more cookies and to share the recipe.

“I can’t give you the recipe! My grandmother would kill me!” You laugh as you pull another tray of cookies from the oven.

“But what if you’re gone on a mission, and we really want cookies?” Sam leans against the counter with a pout on his face.

“You will just have to wait until I get back!” You place the baking sheet on the stove.

All three of them groan. You can’t help but laugh more. Once all four of you finish eating cookies, the leftovers are covered by plastic wrap.

After a few more hours of hanging out, everyone goes their separate ways. You head to your room for the night. You pass Bucky’s door and you pause for just a second. You mind races with the thoughts of what you could have done to make him hate you so much. The sound of the door opening has you running the rest of the way to your room.

Bucky walks out of his room and heads to the kitchen. His plan is just to get some water then go back to his room.

After grabbing a bottle of water, he turns to leave and sees the plate of cookies on the counter. Of course they weren’t the ones you originally made, but he didn’t know the difference.

Bucky looks to see if anyone is around. He quickly undoes the plastic wrap and grabs one.

“It really won’t do any damage.” He whispers to himself.

He bites into the cookie. He is instantly taken back to being in the 40s. How could they taste exactly the same? 

Bucky can’t help himself, he takes three more cookies and hurries back to his room.

The next morning, you go into the kitchen to make breakfast. You notice that there are more cookies missing. Steve and Natasha are sitting at the table eating.

“Do you guys eat cookies for breakfast?” You ask with a chuckle.

“No, I haven’t had any since last night.” Nat responds.

“Same here.” Steve says.

“Hmm, maybe Sam got some.” You shrug and start fixing your breakfast.

While you are making your breakfast, everyone gets an alert to meet in the conference room. You sigh and stop what you’re doing to follow Nat and Steve to the conference room.

You take a seat inside the conference room next to Wanda. Once every has a seat, Tony starts going over the mission that most of the team will be gone on for the next few days.

“I’m sorry, but Y/n and metal man,” He says referring to Bucky. “your abilities will not be needed for this mission.” Tony states.

You just nod as you continue to listen. It truly isn’t a big deal to you, but Bucky isn’t too thrilled with Tony’s statement.

“So you’re telling me, I have to stay here with her?” He questions while giving you an annoyed look. You lower your gaze to the floor and sink into your chair.

“Barnes, I honestly don’t care what you do while we are gone. Just make sure you are reachable in case of an emergency.” Tony says as he places his tablet down.

Tony wraps up the meeting. Bucky is the first to stand up. He storms out of the room. Steve gives you an apologetic look as he walks by.

“Did I do something?” You ask sadly.

“No, you didn’t. He is just a difficult person.” Steve says before going in search of his friend.

You sigh and stand up to go back to the kitchen to finish your breakfast. The team would be getting ready to leave the rest of the day so no one was going to be around other than Bucky.

Before you can leave the conference room, Wanda and Nat stop you.

“Y/N, don’t give up just yet.” Nat says. “I know you want to, but I say give it one more big try then if he still won’t come around then you can try to move on.”

~~~~~~~~~

Steve leaves the conference room and goes to find his best friend. The last place he expects to find him is in the kitchen with a handful of the cookies you made.

Steve clears his throat to get Bucky’s attention. Bucky looks like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, which technically is exactly what’s happening

“You know you’re kind of a jerk, right?” Steve asks rhetorically.

Bucky puts the cookies back on the tray and finishes eating the one in his mouth.

“She has done absolutely nothing but try and be nice to you! Hell, if I were her, I would have given up a long time ago.”

Bucky looks down at the ground. “I don’t understand why she wants to be my friend. I mean she’s just trying to pity me!”

“Wow! I guess you’ve kept all the stupid with you.” Steve rolls his eyes. “She’s not pitying you! She truly wants to be your friend. That’s just who Y/N is. She sees past every flaw a person has, she is kind, she is loyal to a fault, and she can make some really good cookies.” Steve goes on.

At that moment, Bucky feels like the biggest douche on the planet.

“And I’ve been the biggest jerk to her since I got here.” Bucky looks at Steve, who silently agrees with him.

“Try and do better while the rest of us are gone.” Steve pats Bucky on the shoulder before he walks away to pack for the mission.

Bucky goes back to his room to think. He knows he has to apologize.

~~~~~~~~~

You get into the kitchen and finish your breakfast. After you eat, you do your laundry, go for a quick workout then decide to relax for the rest of the day.

The team leaves around 10 at night, so after they’ve left, you head to your room for the night. While you’re in bed, you start thinking of one final attempt to show Bucky you truly want to be a part of his life. 

The next day you make sure to avoid Bucky at all cost so you can execute your final act. You even ask F.R.I.D.A.Y where he is to make sure you don’t see him. You spent almost the entire night trying to come up with a plan. Finally, at 2:30 a.m. you decided on a plan. You are going to make him his favorite meal and wear a dress that resembles that of one from the 40s. You tried to learn some slang from the time period but it was much to confusing for you. 

After eating breakfast, you leave the compound to go into the city. You stop by a small clothing boutique then you swing by the grocery store. Once you finish you head back to the compound. 

You get back to the compound and head straight to the kitchen. 

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., where is Sargent Barnes?” You ask the AI as you chop vegetables.

“He left the compound about an hour ago, Ms. Y/L/N.” She informs you. 

“Oh, did he say where he was going?” You ask. 

“No, he did not. Would you like me to run a trace on him?” The AI asks. 

“No, thank you.” 

You continue on in the kitchen until everything is done or in the oven. You glance down at your watch and see that it is almost 6 o’clock. You are hoping Bucky will be back soon. You head to your room to clean up and wait for Bucky. 

You quickly shower, throw on your new dress, put on a little make-up and fix your hair. 

You slide on a pair of sandals and head back to the kitchen to get everything out of the oven. You set the table while everything is cooling off. Once everything is cool enough to handle, you place all the food on the table.

You look down at your watch and it is a quarter to seven, 

“Surely he will be back soon.” You think to your self as you sit down at the table. 

You wait and wait. You stare at the platters on the table, filled with untouched food. The last time you check your watch it is 9 o’clock. You sigh and lay your head down on the table. Tears start to build up and drip down on to the table. Your emotions are running wild and  eventually just drain you. You feel yourself falling asleep, but you don’t bother making a move to get up. 

It’s a quarter to a eleven when Bucky steps off the elevator into the common room. His super sense of smell picks up the lingering scent of his favorite meal. Bucky walks around the room until the dining table comes into view. He sees the table filled with food that has long gone cold and a chocolate cake on a decorative cake stand that reminds him of the cake his mother would make. 

The next thing he spots is your slumped figure against the table. He takes in your appearance, the pink linen dress, pearl earrings, a small amount of make that has been ruined by tears. 

His mind is running a thousand miles a minute. You did this all for him, and he had to go and mess it all up. He left the compound to meet with his therapist and think about what he could do to make it up to you. And now he knows whatever plan he came up with will never make up for this. 

He gently scoops you up from your chair and starts carrying you to your room. 

“Bucky?” You whisper. 

“Yeah, doll, it’s me.” He confirms. 

In your half asleep state, you begin to cry again. “I’m sorry Sargent Barnes, for whatever I’ve done. I just wanted to be your friend and- and-” You sob into his neck. 

He makes it to your room and walks inside. He pulls back the covers of your neatly made bed and lays you down. Once Bucky lays you down, you go back to sleep. Bucky takes your shoes off, takes out the pearl studs, and wipes your smeared make-up off. 

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I’ll never be able to make it up to you.” He leans down and kisses your forehead before leaving the room.  

He sends Steve a message once he gets back to the common room. “I messed up big time.” 

“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 5

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac. 

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader 

Warnings: None. 

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{Part 4}

Monday morning arrived, and you were up groaning at the sound of your alarm that surprisingly didn’t wake the baby. You made some breakfast and packed the diaper bag before Olivia woke up. You didn’t have enough time to find a babysitter, so Olivia joined you at work, you cleared it with everyone first.

Olivia woke up just as you finished getting dressed. With your job, leggings, dry-fit shirts, and tennis shoes were your go-to. You got the crying baby from the crib and calmed her down. You changed her diaper and fed her.

After getting her dressed, you both headed for the car. You pulled into set parking and got out. You grabbed the diaper bag and the car seat. Olivia had fallen asleep on the drive over. 

You walked in the door and into the stage area where all the padding and mats were set up for practicing stunt and fight scenes. You saw Erin and some of the stunt performers. You walked over with a small smile. “Morning!”

They smiled and said good morning. You set the car seat down as Olivia started to wake up.

“Why do you have a baby?” One of the stunt performers asked. Erin shot him a look.

“This is my niece. If you have a problem you can take it up with my sister.” You said. “Oh wait, she’s dead.” You snapped at the guy.

You weren’t in a bad mood so to say, but definitely weren’t in the best of moods. Olivia had cried until 3 o’clock in the morning and you had been clueless on what to do. So you just held her until she decided she had done enough crying and fell asleep. Which meant you only slept for a few hours and it wasn’t even a deep sleep.

You sat and talked with the other coordinators and some of the performers until the cast started to arrive. Scarlett and Chris were the first to arrive. You were sitting in a chair holding Olivia while she had her second bottle of the day. Scarlett got closer and realized it was you.

She gasped. “Y/N, who is this cutie?” She asked looking down at the baby.

You jumped slightly not noticing her. “Oh gosh! You scared me!” You laughed as you looked up at her. “This is Olivia.”

“You never mentioned you had a baby.” Scarlett says.

“Umm, well, because two weeks ago I didn’t have a baby.” You laughed softly. “She is my niece.” You went on to explain the entire situation. Scarlett, of course, gave you her sympathies.

Chris came up behind you and started making faces down at Olivia. She quit taking the bottle and started cooing. You tilted your head back and met Chris’s blue eyes. He was laughing and smiling. 

He reached down and took Olivia from you. She started to gurgle and coo loudly. “Hello to you too, Olivia.”

Scarlett laughed. “I take it they’ve met?”

“Yeah.” You nodded. “He met me after I got back from Atlanta, and he helped out with some things.” 

“He did?” She raised her eyebrow. “What did he help with?”

You laughed softly. “Well, he went baby shopping with me, and he put together Olivia’s crib.” Scarlett nodded and laughed.

“Well it’s good to know he’s good for something.” Scarlett teased.

Chris ignored her as he finished feeding Olivia. “Olivia seems to like him, so.” 

“I can see.” Scarlett said. She walked over to Chris and stole Olivia from him. Chris spouted and walked over to you.

“And how is the second most beautiful girl?” Chris bent down to your level.

“Second?” You raised your eyebrow.

“Yeah, Livie is the obviously the first.” He laughed.

You smiled at him. “I’m fine, just tired.”

“Did you not sleep last night?”

“I tried.” You let out a breath. “But Olivia wouldn’t sleep. I tried to put her down at 6:30 and she didn’t go to sleep until three this morning.”

“Well, if she doesn’t sleep tonight, call me and I’ll come hang out with you.” Chris smirked.

“Chris, I’m not calling you in the middle of the night to come hang out just because Olivia won’t sleep.” You laughed.

“Why not?” He smirked. You smiled at him and shook your head. 

“Chris Evans, you are something else.” You thought.

Soon everyone had arrived and the day began. It was a big adjustment having Oliva on set. She did not want to lay in her car seat at all. Every time you tried to lay her down, she would cry. So, you ended up having to hold Olivia and try to show the performers and actors what you wanted them to do.

“Hold on. I don’t like that.” You stopped Scarlett and one of the stunt performers. Olivia was asleep on your shoulder. “Scarlett, I want you to try this.”

You tried to explain it without having to show her, but it just didn’t work. Chris came up behind you and took Olivia. You nodded a thank you to him then continued to explain what you wanted from Scarlett.

12:30 rolled around and that meant lunch. You had spent most of the morning working with Scarlett on her different  scenes. You found Chris in a darker spot of the building.

“Chris, what are you doing?” You asked.

“Shhh. She’s asleep.” He walked over, and Olivia was asleep against his shoulder with her pacifier in her mouth.

You shook your head at him. “Well it’s 12:30, you should go eat. I’ll take her.” You reached for her.

“I’m not really hungry.” He stated as he looked down at Olivia. 

“Chris, we are working a lot with you after lunch. You need to go eat. And Olivia needs her bottle.” You said to Chris.

“I just fed her.” He smiled at you. “You were with Scarlett and you looked like you were in the grove, so I did it.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Well, thank you. My list of debts to you continues grow. Now, please give me my baby and go eat.”

“And what about you? Who’s going to make sure you eat?” He raised his eyebrow as he passed Olivia over to you.

“I have a protein bar.” You told him.

“That’s not lunch.” Chris stated. “Come with me to get lunch.”

“Chris, I wish I could, but we have a meeting with the director.”

Chris sighed and nodded. “Alright.” He started to walk away, but came back. 

“What?” You raised your eyebrow. Without a word, Chris gently kissed your cheek then headed for the door.

You couldn’t stop smiling as you walked to your bag. You didn’t want to tell Chris no, but you had a meeting with the stunt crew and the director. 

Thankfully, Olivia slept through the entire meeting. After that, you changed her diaper and waited for the cast to return. It was just you, Olivia and a few other people, but they were on the opposite side of the room.

Olivia was awake and laying on a blanket on one of the pads. You were sitting beside her. She cooed as she held onto a rubber toy.

Chris walked in the door and immediately spotted you. He walked over with a bag from a cafe in his hand.

He handed you the bag without saying anything then began to play with Olivia.

“Chris, what is this?” You asked opening the bag.

He shrugged not even looking at you. You huffed and rolled your eyes. Inside the bag was a grilled chicken Caesar salad.

“Chris, you didn’t have to do this” You laughed. Chris smiled down at Olivia. 

“That is better than a lame protein bar.” He said. “And, if I remember from the first time we worked together, you probably didn’t even eat your protein bar.” He gave you a stern look as he picked up Olivia. 

Chris wasn’t wrong. In the beginning of your career, you had a knack for forgetting to eat lunch, and you hated to admit, but it was something you were still prone to doing.

You looked down in shame, letting Chris know he was right. You went to grab your protein bar then one of your co-workers called you name, and then Olivia woke up after the meeting. After looking at the food in the bag, your stomach was growling.

“Thank you.” You said glancing at Chris. He just smiled and nodded. You ate the salad before the rest of the cast arrived.

The last half of the day went well. Olivia decided she would lay in her car seat and play with her toys. You kept the car seat close by, so you could keep an eye on her.

Finally, the day ended and you were strapping Olivia into the car seat to take her to the car.

“Hey Y/N!” Scarlett called out. You turned around to face her. “Here is short list of some the people I’ve used to watch my kids and my number is on there. So if you need something, let me know.”

You smiled at her. “Thank you Scarlett. This means a lot. Y’all have been the best to me through all this and I can’t thank you enough.”

“No need to thank me.” She smiled. “You’ve worked hard in the last few weeks, so this is my way of repaying you.” Scarlett chuckled.

After talking to Scarlett, you grabbed the diaper bag and picked up Olivia in her car seat. “Alright Livie, lets go home.” 

You walked out into the parking lot and unlocked your car. You put Olivia in and shut the door. It was just after 6 o’clock, so your plan was to pick something up on the way home.

You were opening your car door when you heard your name being called. You knew it was Chris and you couldn’t help but smile. He jogged over with a smile. “I just wanted to tell you that you did an awesome job today with having to balance Olivia and such an active job.”

You blushed and smiled. “Thank you Chris. Hopefully next week I will have found a sitter.”

“Oh come on now, you know everyone enjoyed having her around.” He chuckled.

“You might have enjoyed her, but not everyone did.” You sighed.

“You know getting a sitter will be pointless. Because in three weeks we start filming and you’ll be traveling for that.” He said.

You weren’t sure what Chris’s angle was, but he had a point.

“I know, but even if it is just for three weeks, it will be easier on everyone. I will definitely think about it though.”

He nodded. “Have a good night, and I’ll see you in the morning.” Chris leaned over and kissed your cheek for the second time that day.

You smiled at him. “You too, Chris.”

He walked off, and you got into your car. You picked up Chinese for dinner then you drove home. You got inside and took Olivia out of her car seat. You let her lay on the floor on a blanket, so she could stretch out and play, and you could eat. 

You ate pretty quickly then attempted to put Olivia to bed. It took some time, but you got her to sleep, that you were thankful for.

You showered and laid around in the living room for a while. You were concentrating on flipping between channels when you heard your phone buzz against the coffee table.

Chris- “Hey, I’m sorry about what I said earlier. I don’t know what I was trying to accomplish with that. I just like having Olivia around. She brightens up the whole place. I’ve just been thinking that I was kind of a jerk.”

You- “It’s ok. I didn’t think you are a jerk.”

Chris- “Ok good. I don’t want to mess things up between us and I thought maybe I had.”

You- “I think it would take more than a silly comment to mess things up. I know you meant well.”

Chris- “Ok. I feel better now. Is Olivia asleep?”

You- “Yeah, she’s been down for about thirty minutes. I’m not far behind her.”

Chris- “Good, I’m glad she’s asleep. I’ll see you in the morning. Good night:)”

You- “Good night”

You quietly went into your room and got in bed. You fell asleep with a smile on your face, thinking of Chris

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The mobsters girl

Summary: After leaving Steve and quitting your job you find solace in another man’s arms.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Curvy!Reader, former Mobster!Steve x Curvy!Reader, Tony Stark

Warnings: angst, swearing, arguments, mentions of unrequited love, mentions of sex, jealous Steve, comforting, fluff, smut, unprotected sex, hair pulling, dirty talk, oral (female receiving)

A/N: Requested Sequel to: The mobster’s cook

“Steve is still staring at us. I bet he’ll get mad getting to know I will fuck you into the next week and hire you as my cook.”

Bucky stuffs another Hors d’œuvre into your mouth, a big grin plastered all over his handsome face. “I will make him regret he ever let you slip through his fingers.”

Your hand curls around Bucky’s wrist and you look up at him in awe. Steve never did something like that. A simple gesture, a smile, or feeding you with food was not in his repertoire. All he did was coming to your room and …well…strip his clothes off.

“You know, playing with food is the best foreplay, Mr. Barnes. Food turns me on.”

The smirk on his lips grows and his free hand, the one you never dared to ask about wanders to your waist to bring you close to his chest.

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