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Hello!! May I please be added to the Unexpected Gifts tag list?! I'm obsessed! 🤩

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New Beginnings

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Mobster!Reader / Mobster!Brock Rumlow x Mobster!Reader

Word Count: 4,837

Warnings: talk of domestic abuse(it hints at it so if you are not comfortable i would recommend not reading, Brock being an ass, some wholesome Bucky Barnes content, and reader being a badass.

Author’s Note: My third request sent in by the lovely @morganclaire4​! Two more requests sit in my inbox, almost there! This was so much fun to write and i can’t thank you enough for sending this in! I’m trying daily to improve on my storytelling and i couldn’t help but to spice it up a bit and add some story for you! I hope you enjoy what i compiled for you! There will be an update for Behind the Screen Tomorrow, Family Matters the day after, and my fourth request will be out after that!

“ Hey! I have a request for Mob!Bucky. I was thinking maybe Bucky is married to the reader. Shes always been in a mob and she was married off to another man but Bucky got her out. Whenever Bucky comes home, she is always dressed up (makeup and everything) even if she didn’t go anywhere and she always has dinner made when he walks in. One day he asks her why she’s always doing that. She tells him that it was always expected of her. He tells her that she doesn’t have to do that every night.”

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Your heels clicked against the tiled floor, a determination in your stride. The Kraft clasp envelope weighing heavy in your hand as you move forward. You passed the common room Steve and Sam spotting you. “Good morning boys,” was your simple yet quick greeting as you walked past them.

Hurried feet chased after you, Steve’s hand falling to your shoulder bringing you to an abrupt stop, “Steven let me go,” you murmured eyes falling to his hand before sliding up to meet his.

“Y/n he’s in a meeting,” he tried.

“I’m well aware Steve, but he’s also in a meeting with my father, and my scum of an ex-husband those are the ones I’m here to see, not him,”

“Y/n-”

“Steve just like you are Bucky’s right-hand man, I am my father’s, and as my father’s right hand I must inform him of any occurrences going on that could be affecting family business and or bringing harm to one of our own, now if you would please, I need to step into that office to speak with my father,”

He’s eyeing you then, before a sigh is leaving his lips, Bucky could very well have his head for interrupting them, “fine but I’m coming with, at least so it looks like I tried to stop you,”

A smile is tugging at your lips, “oh Steven there is no stopping the hell that is about to rain down on him,”

Steve shocked by your words watches you slide his hand from your shoulder before continuing down the hall. Your head is turning slightly, “You coming Steve,”

You make it to the end of the hall your manicured hand wrapping around the doorknob, as you twist it open the force in which you push it causes it to bang against the wall. Three sets of eyes fall to your calm form, “Father, James, Brock,” you hiss through your teeth, eyes turning to slits as they fall to him.

“Y/n sweetheart,” you father coughs, “to what do we owe the pleasure, we’re just finishing wrapping up a meeting, can this wait” you’ve embarrassed him, good.

Your eyes turn to your fathers a sickening sweet smile pulling at your lips, “actually father, it can’t, you s-”

“y/n sweetheart, the men are talking, I’m sure whatever meaningless thing you have to say can wait till we’re done,” Your eyes are fitting back to Rumlow the grip on the envelope tightening.

“that’s sweet,” you coo, “but you lost the privilege to so much as utter one word to me the second you laid a hand on me,” you flung the envelope at him, “sign the papers Brock!”

Your father is sitting up straighter in his seat, and you can visibly see Bucky’s jaw clenching, “excuse me,” your father speaks up, “what is this about, sign what papers?”

“I’m sorry but it seems your daughter has lost her damn mind,” Rumlow hisses eyes glaring daggers.

“oh fuck you Brock!”

“y/n,” your dad is seething, “that is enough you will not speak to him like that, that is your husband and you must respect him!”

“It’s ex-husband,” you grunt “or at least it should have been,” you muttered looking at your father, lI’m not going to be silenced anymore father, not by you, and definitely not by you,” you hiss pointing an accusing finger at Brock.

Rumlow is standing then the chair he previously occupied falling to the floor with a loud bang as he moves over to you hands gripping your face roughly. Your father and Bucky push to their feet, your father shouting angrily, Bucky about ready to leap over his desk and murder Brock where he stands. Steve is pressed up against your back, “go ahead Rumlow,” you grit, “show them what really went on behind closed doors, show them why because of you I was never able to physically present myself at meetings because there wasn’t enough makeup to cover the bruising you left behind,”

“Brock what is she talking about,” your father growled behind him, “did you lay a hand on her?” your father’s question went unanswered.

“What the fuck do you want y/n,” he hisses voice low, “did I not give you enough, was there not enough money to buy your fucking happiness,”

“Our marriage was one of convenience Brock, an agreement between our fathers so that they could continue to do shady shit without losing any more men,” you hissed, “I didn’t have a say in my future, much less the man I was to spend the rest of my days with, it wasn’t even a marriage certificate I signed that afternoon, it was a damn contract that was written up in the small office of the towns lawyer,”

“Marrying me should have been enough y/n,” he grunted shaking your chin with the hold he had on you, “you had all the money happiness could buy you,”

“Our marriage,” you growled, “should have been a deep and loving friendship, one so strong that you would give your life for me, the way I was to do for you, instead I overlooked your shady lies and “in the dark” actions opting to turn the other eye, I overlooked how you enjoyed the company of various other women more than my own, you made a mockery of me, blaming me for the beatings you would bestow on me, you abused my innocence, abused the love I tried so hard to have for you, well no more Brock,” you grunted pushing your hands into his chest roughly to send him back, Steve moved to the front of you then still leaving Brock in your sight, “I will no longer allow you to hold me bound to you, I no longer want any association with you, and if that means breaking that contract, then so be it, my father and I can find another way to deal with the likes of your men, now sign the damn papers!”

The room fell into silence, “what the hell is going on Rumlow,” Bucky questioned from in front of you, he looks absolutely deadly.

Brock is still staring you down, his tongue running along the inside of his mouth, “apparently y/n felt the need to air the dirty laundry,” a laugh escapes his lips, “bitch didn’t know how to get rid of me, guess she felt the need to go to extreme measures,”

“Did you lay a hand on my daughter,” your father is grunting moving towards the taller man,” Brock is turning to face your father than, “did much more than that,” he hissed, “had her begging me every night to-”

“chose your next words carefully Brock,” Bucky growled eyes growing dark, “unless you’d like me to unload a bullet right between your eyes.”

Four sets of eyes watched Brock move back to where he had sat, hands picking up the envelope as he tore into it. A moment of relief washed over you as he snatched a pen from Bucky’s desk black ink running over the contract. Throwing the pen back onto the desk he moved over to you crowding your and Steve’s space, “he’ll grow tired of you two you know, preparing dinner each night, and making yourself up every single day will only get you so far y/n, there was a reason I found comfort in other women, they provided me the one thing you couldn’t,” he leaned in further.

“ENOUGH RUMLOW!” Bucky growled as he rounded the desk appearing on the opposite side of where your now ex-husband stood. Brock raised his hands in mock defense as he backed away from you, feet moving him towards the door, “I can take a hint Barnes,” he muttered as he stepped out of the room, “gentleman I would say it was a pleasure doing business with you, and I look forward to seeing you again, but that won’t be the case,” he turns to lock eyes with you one last time, “I do hope ridding yourself of me was worth it y/n.”

The room falls quiet at the sound of the door clicking closed behind him, “Steve get her home, her father and I need to have a word,” your eyes are shooting to Bucky, though for the first time since you could remember he’s refusing to meet yours.

“Bucky, I-”

“Steve now please.” Bucky gets out in a strained voice.

You don’t get the chance to argue as Steve turns his body into yours, hands guiding you out of the room.

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Can you add my Chris Evans blog to your tag list for unexpected gifts? It's ifuckedchrisevans :)

Yes, of course!💕

I just read all the parts of unexpected gifts and i'm in love so far! You're doing amazing

*starts crying*

Thank you so much! That means the world!❤️❤️❤️

Can my fic blog (@writerwrites) be added to the taglist for Unexpected Gifts, please.

Yeah of course!!💗

Y’all! I got an amazing birthday present!!

Can I be added the unexpected gift taglist please x

Of course! 💜

You are literally the sweetest! I’m crying on this comment!💗💗💗 thank you so much!

“Unexpected Gifts” Pt.6

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. Maybe one cuss word

A/N: bold italics is a flash back 

{Part 1}     {Part 2}     {Part 3}     {Part 4}     {Part 5}     

Three weeks had passed and you were packing your bags for filming. You ended up not getting someone to keep Olivia. She was three months old and in three months she had been through enough. You decided that it was just better to bring her with you. Everyone was used to her, so it wasn’t a problem.

It was around four in the morning and you were getting dressed to head to the airport. The first location of filming was New York. You were trying not to wake Olivia as you got ready.

Over the last three week, your routine became more natural. You figured out different cries from Olivia and what she wanted. She even began to recognize things. It was an amazing thing to watch her reach different milestones. 

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Oh this is better than I could have ever imagined!😂💗💗💗

So I was thinking, how would Dad!Bucky react to his kid favorite avenger being Sam/falcon?

AHAHA I’M CHOKING-😂

so charlotte’s order of first words is “mama” then “sam” then “dada”

bucky is absolutely ready to murder sam and sam just finds the whole situation hilarious

“buck, hun, you’ve got to calm down.” “(y/n) i swear to god we’re all going to wake up one morning and sam will be missing and i’ll say i have no clue why.”

sam rubs it in his face all the time, especially during dinner whenever everyone is together

tony told sam to cut it out because bucky kept on breaking silverware in anger

sam: “char who’s your favorite?” char: “*sweet little grin* sam”

when charlotte is around 1 whenever everyone gets home from missions she’s running up to sam and letting him pick her up

bucky’s tried multiple times to yank off his metal arm to hit sam with it over and over again

“no baby dada is your favorite, remember?” “SAM!”

has bucky been bothered by it on a deeper level? yes. will he tell anyone? no

bucky has just kinda given up on trying to bond with his daughter and he feels like he’s a horrible father and will never be liked, so when sam starts asking to watch her/take her to his room bucky just sadly agrees to it

weeks later when a few members of the team are hanging out and charlotte’s playing with toys sam goes “charlotte. who’s your favorite avenger?”

charlotte stands up and waddles over to jump onto bucky and she yells “DADDY!”

bucky’s mouth is just wide with shock but kinda curls up into a smile

you look over at sam who discreetly winks at you

Hi! Could I please be added to your taglist for Unexpected Gifts? 💜

Of course!!💗💗

“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 7

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: I feel like this chapter is shorter than others. It’s just straight to the point. I just wasn’t sure what else to put in it. The next chapter will definitely make up for it.

{Part 1}     {Part 2}     {Part 3}     {Part 4}     {Part 5}     {Part 6} 

Four months had passed and filming was done. Chris has handled the Twitter incident that happened before filming and all was well. Olivia was seven months old, and she was as amazing as ever. She began teething while filming was going on, that was a rough patch. Olivia had learned to roll over from her back to her tummy and back again.

You and Chris were as close as two could be without officially being anything. By the end of filming, you knew you were ready to try things out with Chris. You had learned to navigate life with Olivia, and you were ready.

You had been back in L.A. for two days, so you invited Chris over. You decided to actually make dinner instead of ordering out. You ran to the store to grab a few things. You cleaned up the apartment, more than normal. You put Olivia in her walker and started on dinner. Olivia moved around the kitchen giggling and cooing. 

Olivia loved to be in the kitchen with you, even if the times were few and far between. She had started eating puréed foods, so she liked the kitchen. You decided to make one of the few dishes you didn’t need a recipe for, spaghetti. You knew your mother’s recipe like the back of your hand. Once you finished cooking, you went to your room to change. A pair of skinny jeans and a black V-neck top with a knot tied in the side. It wasn’t super dressy, but nicer than your normal sweats.

There was a knock at the door around 6. Olivia squealed and cooed at the sound.

“Oh, Livie, I think your favorite person is here!” You picked her up out of the walker and went to the door. You opened the door, revealing Chris with his signature grin.

“There are my girls!” Chris beamed. Olivia giggled loudly as she recognized the sound of Chris’s voice. She reached for him. He took her from you and walked in the door.

“Woah, is it a special occasion?” He asked after noticing your outfit, the squeaky clean apartment, and the smell of a home cooked meal. Chris was in jeans and a patriots t-shirt.

You blushed and bit your lip. “It could be a special occasion.” You said looking up at him.

He raised his eyebrow, slightly confused. “Care to fill me in?”

You stepped closer to him and smiled up at him. “Well, I was thinking four months is a pretty long wait.” You smirked.

It took Chris a few seconds to realize what you were saying. “Wait! Really? Are you sure you’re ready?” He began questioning.

You couldn’t help but giggle at how excited he was. “Yes, I’m sure. You’ve been so patient and so helpful. I think I’ve learned to navigate my new life and I want you to be a part of it.”

His smile could have split his cheeks it was so big. “I would love to be a part of your new life.”

You smiled up at him as Olivia giggled. Chris leaned down and kissed you. You didn’t hesitate to return the kiss. The kiss was sweet and gentle.

“Should we celebrate with dinner?” You grinned. Chris nodded and followed you into the kitchen.

“Mmm, that smells amazing!” He hummed.

“Spaghetti.” You smiled at Chris. “My mom’s family recipe!”

Chris put Olivia in her high chair at the table then fixed his plate. You fixed your plate then grabbed a jar of baby food for Olivia, sweet potatoes. You both joined Olivia at the table.

You opened the small jar and began feeding small spoonfuls to Olivia. You and Chris enjoy your meal together.

After dinner, Chris put Olivia down while you cleaned up the kitchen. Chris liked the feeling of being normal, even if was just a few hours at a time. He enjoyed his time with you and Olivia because it was simple and domestic. You didn’t see him as a big hotshot actor, you just saw him as Chris, the incredibly handsome, super funny guy that liked you and your niece. 

Chris quietly walked entered the kitchen and wrapped his arms around your waist. You smiled at the feeling of his big arms around your waist and the heat coming from his chest. 

“Hello there.” You said as you dried your hands on kitchen towel.

“Hi.” He whispered and kissed your cheek.

You turned around in his arms and looked up at him. “Is she asleep?” You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yep, she was out in no time.” Chris explained.

“Good! Now I have you to myself.” You told him as you stood on your tiptoes to kiss him. You hated to admit that you were sometimes jealous of the attention Olivia got, but it was fine by you because that meant he accepted her. 

You kissed him with a smile, his hands rubbed small circles on your hips. He pulled away and smiled down at you.

“You are amazing, you know that right?” He questioned.

“No, I think you need to tell me again.” You blushed.

“I will tell you everyday, if you want me too.” Chris kissed your forehead.

“Mmm, that sounds nice.” You smiled. He hugged you tight against him. “Want to watch a movie?”

Chris nodded and walked with you to the couch. Chris sat in the corner of the large sectional while you grabbed the remote. You sat down beside him and curled into his side. 

You started scrolling through Netflix and happened upon one of the movies Chris starred in “Scott Pilgrim vs. the World.” 

“How about that?” You asked jokingly. 

“Absolutely not!” He laughed and snatched the remote from your hand. You giggled as Chris began to search. He immediately went in search of a Disney movie, and you didn’t protest a bit. Hercules appeared on the screen and you couldn’t contain the small noise of excitement that escaped you when you saw it. 

Chris chuckled. “Hercules it is!” He clicked the movie and you both settled in to enjoy the Disney favorite. 

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So........ I did a thing🤷🏼‍♀️

Could I get added to your taglist for Unexpected Gifts please? 😊 @rynabarnesrogers-reading

Of course!!💕

This is perfect!! I love it❤️❤️❤️

Hey! I have a Dad!Bucky request!💗 What if Bucky had to fix his daughters hair one day because his wife was gone. And he’s super nervous. His wife showed him how but he just doesn’t think he’s doing it right. And he’s like “A bow, mom always puts a bow in your hair!”

love it! (and hey! you requested a seb fic a little while ago, and i haven’t forgotten about it! it’s still in progress love!😊)

Bucky was stuck on daddy duty. You were off at a bachelorette party for one of your friends from college, which left Bucky by himself to watch and take care of his and your daughter Charlotte. And of course the week you’re gone, Tony is throwing a(nother) party. So who’s going to be Bucky’s plus one to the party? His daughter, duh.

The night of the party Bucky got himself ready first while keeping his two year old entertained with a stuffed Captain America bear. He sighed as he straightened his shirt and looked over his full appearance, nodding. He then looked over to Charlotte who sat in a little blue polka dot dress (it gave off a very 40’s vibe, it was Bucky’s favorite) and white lace socks. She fumbled with the bear before looking up at her dad and grinning widely.

Her short, thin, curly brown hair was a mess. You’d shown him how to put curling product in her hair, how to braid, how to do pigtails, and just how to gently comb through her hair without hurting her. You’d given him options on what to do depending on what he felt like, and all of those options were swirling in his head and overwhelming him. Matching a simple outfit was easy enough, but hair?

“Daddy,” Charlotte cooed as she dropped her bear and reached at him. He kissed her chubby cheek before sighing and getting out a comb. “Alright babydoll, how about we let daddy do your hair huh?” He said as she giggled. He took another deep breath and dove right in.

“Alright... This can’t be too hard?” He reassured himself out loud. He combed her knotted curls and she whined a little in pain. His blue eyes widened and his heart pounded against his chest. “I’m sorry baby I’m sorry!” He apologized as he picked her up and held her tight. She quickly recovered and began messing with his long brown locks. He sighed, staring in the mirror.

“What are we gonna do, Char?” he asked. He tried to think of all the times you did her hair, what you used and what it looked like...

His eyes lit up. “A bow! Mommy likes to put bows in your hair, huh?” He asked happily as he digged through a drawer in your sink and pulled out a small white bow. He clasped it in her hair and his daughter smiled and kicked her legs happily. Bucky sighed in relief as he carried his daughter out of the bathroom.

“Daddy didn’t do so horrible, huh?” He asked and tickled her neck. He grabbed his phone before leaving his room. “Let’s go down there and show them just how cute you are.”

Can I be added to your taglist for unexpected gifts? thank you!

Of course!!!💖

“Unexpected Gifts” Pt.6

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. Maybe one cuss word

A/N: bold italics is a flash back 

{Part 1}     {Part 2}     {Part 3}     {Part 4}     {Part 5}     

Three weeks had passed and you were packing your bags for filming. You ended up not getting someone to keep Olivia. She was three months old and in three months she had been through enough. You decided that it was just better to bring her with you. Everyone was used to her, so it wasn’t a problem.

It was around four in the morning and you were getting dressed to head to the airport. The first location of filming was New York. You were trying not to wake Olivia as you got ready.

Over the last three week, your routine became more natural. You figured out different cries from Olivia and what she wanted. She even began to recognize things. It was an amazing thing to watch her reach different milestones. 

She would move her head to follow the toys in front of her. When Olivia would lay on her tummy, she would push-up on her arms and hold her head up. Chris was over at your apartment when she first held her head up.

Olivia is on the floor on her stomach, and you are next to her. Chris is laying on the couch, half asleep. You and Chris have become even closer over the last few weeks. Olivia is cooing and wiggling on the floor. You think you are seeing things when her head first lifts off the play mat. You start watching her intently. She does it again, raising her head just barely off the floor.

“Chris!” You call out excitedly.

He shoots up from the couch. “Huh! What?” He questions.

“She’s is holding her head up!” You smile up at him. He moves down to the floor and lays on his stomach facing her. She turns her head and looks at Chris while holding her head up.

“Good job Livie!” Chris coos at her with a smile.

Chris had become your best friend in a way. He was always willing to hang out or get you something if you needed it. Sometimes you would makeup something just so he would come over.

You finished getting dressed and began taking all the luggage down to your car. Once you finished that it was almost five and you needed to be leaving for the airport.

You hated to do it, but you had to get Olivia up and changed. You gently picked her up and laid her on your bed. You changed her diaper and put her in a clean onesie to travel in, normally she would have worn a cute outfit but it was just the airport. Luckily after changing her, she went back to sleep. You strapped her in her car seat and turned off all the lights. You locked your front door and headed for the car.

After getting in your car, you felt your phone buzz. You checked it and it was a message from Chris making sure you were up. You smiled at your phone. He was just too sweet. You responded that you were up and on your way to the airport. 

You arrived at the airport and got inside. You found the gate for your flight. The entire flight was booked out for cast and crew. Chris was already at the gate half asleep in a chair. You set your bag beside him and it made a slight thud. He opened his eyes and looked around. 

“Good morning sleepyhead!” You beamed at Chris with a smile. He smiled back at you. Olivia was strapped into the chest carrier around your torso. 

“Good morning to you two beautiful girls.” You blushed at his words. You turned around, so your back was to Chris, he got the hint and reached up to undo the buckle of the carrier. 

You gently got Olivia out and passed her to Chris. She was also half asleep. She yawned as she laid against Chris’s chest. It was almost as if that was her safe place. “Oh yeah Livie, I feel you.” Chris chuckled. 

You sat down beside Chris and smiled as he held Olivia. “You better be careful. People will be taking pictures and posting that you have a secret child.” You laughed. 

Chris continued to rub Olivia’s back until she was fully asleep again. “People can’t ever mind their own business.” He said.

“I think that comes in the job description.” 

He laughed softly. You both sat at the gate talking until it was time to board the plane. You found a seat and sat down with Olivia in your arms. It was a row of three seats, you were in the window seat. Chris made his way down the aisle and plopped down into the aisle seat of your row. 

“You couldn’t help yourself, could you?” You teased. 

“No, I needed to be next to the two most beautiful girls.” Chris smirked.

Scarlett poked her head up from the row behind you. “Excuse you?” She quirked her eyebrow. 

“Sorry, sorry. Correction, the three most beautiful girls.” You all laughed. 

You knew how good of a relationship Scarlett and Chris had, and it was fun to watch at times. They were close and you didn’t mind it. 

Everyone boarded the flight and take off began. The flight was easy. Olivia was as easy going as the first time you flew with her. A couple hours later, the plane landed in New York. Everyone made it off the flight and through the airport to the vans waiting outside. Chris was ushered onto a van with the cast, while you and Olivia were put on a van with the stunt crew. You got Olivia’s car seat and strapped her in.  The luggage was loaded and the vans left for the hotel. 

Chris powered his phone on and it began to blow up with notifications from Twitter and text messages with screenshots of pictures. Just like you said, people had taken pictures of him holding Olivia and playing with her this morning in the airport.

“So has @ChrisEvans been keeping a secret?”

“Does @ChrisEvans have a secret?”

“🤨🤨🤨 @ChrisEvans”

“@ChrisEvans with a baby!😍 my ovaries are exploding”

“Daddy!😍😍😍 @ChrisEvans”

Chris ignored the posts on twitter and the text messages. He decided he wasn’t going to tell you because he knew it would make you feel bad and you would blame yourself.

Once you were at the hotel, you grabbed your large suitcase and held Olivia’s car seat in the other hand. You began trudging for the elevator. Chris rushed up beside you and took your suitcase from your hand. 

“You know you could ask for help.” He stated as the elevator doors opened. 

“I know, but I don’t like bothering people.” You said adjusting the grip in the car seat handle. He shook his head and laughed. 

“You are stubborn.” He teased.

“What? Can’t handle it?” You smirked up at him. 

“Oh, I can handle it just fine, baby girl.” Your cheeks turned bright red at the sound of the pet name. You were glad it was just you two and Olivia in the elevator. While in the elevator, you could hear Chris’s phone dinging over and over again.

“Is your phone ringing?” You questioned.

“No, it’s probably just emails.” He said looking in front of him.

“Are you sure?” You looked up at him.

“I’m sure.” Chris said. It continued buzzing. You reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone. “Y/N, it’s nothing.”

You looked at the screen and saw a picture from the airport this morning and 15 notifications from Twitter.

“We’re you going to tell me?” You asked.

“No, I didnt want you to think it was your fault or for you to feel bad.” Chris stated.

“Well, it is my fault! And I do feel bad!” You sighed. “If I hadn’t handed Olivia to you, no one would have taken pictures of you and rumors wouldn’t be spreading that you have a secret child!”

The elevator sounded as you reached the tenth floor. You stepped off and walked to your door.

“Chris, I’m so sorry! I don’t want to make your life anymore complicated than it already is. So if you change your mind about waiting, I’ll understand.” You said as you pushed open your door.

Chris followed you in with your luggage. You set Olivia’s car seat on the bed.

“Y/N, you and Olivia do not complicate anything. Like you said, it’s in the job description.” He said looking down at you. “I want you and I want Olivia. The fact that you’re handling all this so well, makes me want you even more. You are so strong and you are being a hero in my opinion. I will wait as long as I have too.” Chris kissed your forehead.

You just looked up at him. “I don’t think you’re human.” You said. Chris laughed. “You are an Angel.”

“I’m not an angel.” He said. You smiled at him.

“How are you going to handle the rumors?” 

“Don’t worry about that.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

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“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. 

{Part 1}

{Part 2}

{Part 3}

{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!”

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“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. 

{Part 1}

{Part 2}

{Part 3}

{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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“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! 

{Part 1}    

{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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Better - Masterlist

Pairing: Doctor!Bucky Barnes x Doctor!Reader

Summary: Dr. James Barnes has it all: a loving family, caring best friends, and a successful career as one of the best heart surgeons in New York. He has everything he ever wanted his whole life… well, almost everything. One thing he never thought he could ever have was Y/N Y/L/N. She may have been a lot of things, but he loved her because she made him better.

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THIS SERIES IS COMPLETE!

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Pairing: Doctor!Bucky Barnes x Doctor!Reader

Summary: Dr. James Barnes has it all: a loving family, caring best friends, and a successful career as one of the best heart surgeons in New York. He has everything he ever wanted his whole life… well, almost everything. One thing he never thought he could ever have was Y/N Y/L/N. She may have been a lot of things, but he loved her because she made him better.

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Part 8

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Epilogue 1

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Prompt #77 with Sebastian Stan! Maybe his wife is having their second child? 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️

Notes: I’d like to thank @morganclaire4 for the request.

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Prinţesă = Princess

Warnings: A cuss word here and there

Word Count: 648

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77. “Why are you being weird?”

Whoever came up with all those “pregnancy is beautiful” quotes can kiss your ass. Your first pregnancy was by no means beautiful. You didn’t have morning sickness, you had all-day sickness. Every morning you were vomiting. Every afternoon you were vomiting. Every night you were vomiting. As the pregnancy progressed you realized certain smells made you sick — your boyfriend’s cologne, your shampoo, certain foods, the smell of your own vomit; it was endless. You couldn’t catch a break. Water made you throw up, food made you throw up, driving made you throw up — Sebastian, your boyfriend, had to take you to the hospital because you were so dehydrated, and he was scared.

Your hormones were just as bad as your stomach and nose. Your emotions were amplified; little things became big, and big things became gigantic. It felt like you cried at almost everything, and no matter what you did, you couldn’t control your temper. After the birth of your son, you thanked Sebastian for his endless amounts of patience and dedication. You felt guilty for putting him through so much.

Now you’re pregnant with your second child, and while it’s nothing like your first pregnancy (thank God), you’re starting to notice new things, things you never experienced before. At six and a half months, you’re noticing this baby is far more active than your son was before his birth. This baby likes to move, and it moves so much it’s almost painful. Your son would give the occasional kick, but that’s it. He wouldn’t move around too much, and you were grateful for that. This baby loves to move and shift and kick just about everything. You’re constantly using the bathroom cause your bladder’s being used as a soccer ball. Your ribs are always hurting because they’re being used and bruised by your unborn child’s feet.

Another thing you noticed was the cravings. Your last pregnancy, everything made you sick. Now you’re craving everything, including the weirdest combinations. And tonight happened to be the night your cravings compelled you to throw something together. You spent at least fifteen minutes in the kitchen before Sebastian, half-asleep, came shuffling into the kitchen in an attempt to find you.

“Prinţesă, what are you doing up this late?” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes exhaustedly.

“I was hungry,” you answer, your words muffled by the food. “Go back to bed Sebby, I’ll be up soon.”

He shakes his head, walking over to you before the concoction you call food catches his eye. His brows furrows and his jaw slacks a little. “What is that?” he asks.

A blush creeps across your face. “I’ve cream, bits of beef jerky, and hot sauce.” The response is mumbled and you look down in embarrassment. You didn’t have to see Sebastian’s face to see it twist in disgust.

“You hate hot sauce,” he says.

“But I was craving it.”

“With ice cream and beef jerky bits?”

You nod, still feeling embarrassed. You were feeling the floodgates opening, and the tears were starting to fill your eyes. “Why are you being weird?” you press. “I can’t help that I’m craving this. I know it’s disgusting but I can’t help myself.”

You jumped when you saw Sebastian’s hands grab yours, squeezing them gently. He was kneeling in front of you, and he gave you the smallest smile when you looked at him. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean to upset you. It’s just late and I want you to get some rest.” One hand moves up to cup your cheek, his thumb gently wiping away a few tears that fell.

“I will,” you respond.

Sebastian nods. “I’ll stay here with you until you finish,” he states. “Once you’re done, I’ll wash the dishes and you head on to bed, okay? How does that sound?”

You nod, giving him a shy smile. “Thank you,” you say.

“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

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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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A Silent Voice: Chapter 1

Notes: I mean no disrespect by writing or posting this, and in no way do I take the themes and topics discussed in this series lightly. So if you’re triggered by any of this, I suggest not reading it.

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Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader (slow burn)

Chapter Description: As you clean the mess your boyfriend made, you can’t help but wonder how things got so bad

Warnings: Angst, hints of domestic abuse, rude boyfriend, some manipulation, and negative thoughts

Word Count: 1,234

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Previous Chapter: Prologue

Unlocking and opening the bathroom door sent a tidal wave of emotions through you. Fear, panic, anxiety, nausea, emptiness — the list could go on. Emotions you’re all too familiar with.

Your skin broke out into goosebumps as you stepped into the hallway. You faintly felt your bruises throbbing painfully. Your stomach knotted up and you felt like vomiting. You have to force yourself to keep the contents of your stomach down.

Your hands are trembling so violently you have to clasp them in front of you to make them stop.

As you make your way down the hall, you hesitate for a moment. You can hear the TV blasting from the living room. You feel your heart begin to beat faster, hammering painfully against your ribs. The only way to the kitchen is through the living room. You have to keep moving, and you have to stay calm. The longer you keep him waiting, the angrier he’ll get. So you keep walking, and you lower your gaze the closer you get to the living room. Once you reach the entrance, you really feel like you’re about to vomit.

Ben is sitting in his recliner, a beer in one hand as he watches the television. You don’t know what he’s watching, nor do you care. He keeps his gaze on the show, but his expression is stony.

You make your way around the living room, hoping to put as much distance between you and your boyfriend as possible. When he calls your name however, you freeze. You’re so close to the kitchen, and you start shaking. What is he going to do?

“Y/N, can you come here?” Ben’s voice is calm, but you know better.

“Is something wrong?” you ask, choking on your words.

“I just want to talk.”

Turning around, you slowly walk over to Ben, still sitting comfortably in his recliner. Once you’re close enough, Ben mutes the TV and looks at you. He’s studying you, and it makes you shift anxiously. His expression is still stony. Taking another swig of his beer, Ben leans forward and places his elbows on his knees, turning away from you.

“You know I love you, right?” he asks. He still won’t look at you. He places his beer down, using his other hand to run it through his hair.

“Yes,” you respond, swallowing thickly. You’re trying to keep a steady, calm tone. “And I love you.”

Standing up, Ben walks over to you, stopping only inches in front of you. He’s scrutinizing you. He lifts his hand, gently brushing his fingers against your bruised cheek. You flinch. His hand lowers, lingering at the section where you shoulder and neck meet. You don’t move, even though every fiber of your being screamed at you to run, to do something. Ben’s hand firmly grips the back of your neck, forcing you to look up at him. Your muscles unconsciously stiffen, and a wince comes across your features. You can already feel the headache coming, due to how tight his grip is.

“I only want what’s best for you,” he states, a growl seeping into his words, “and I feel like you don’t appreciate that.”

He tightens his hold on you, his fingers digging into your skin. You let out a pained gasp, your knees beginning to buckle. Your hands grip his arm, trying to gain some stability and hoping against all hope he’d let you go.

“I do, Ben,” you sputter, tears forming in your eyes. His grip tightens just a fraction and you let out a pained whimper, your grip on his arm tightening. “I-I promise I appreciate what you do for me, baby. I love you. I love you so, so much. I-I really do, but... Please. Y-You’re hurting me.”

A look sweeps across Ben’s face — satisfaction. Tilting your face up just a little more, he slams his lips onto yours. The kiss is rough and sloppy, making your skin crawl, disgust forms in the pit of your stomach. When Ben pulls away, breathless and somewhat content, he lets you go and you can’t help but scurry away from him.

“I’m going to take a shower,” he says. “I expect the whole kitchen to be clean once I’m out.”

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It wasn’t always like this. You’d been happy with Ben, once upon a time. You remember when he made you smile so much your face hurt. You cherished the memories of when he made your heart flutter. You’d been so sure Ben was The One™, you failed to notice the red flags. Everyone else saw it. They all warned you, friends and family alike. You refused to listen. You chose your boyfriend over your loved ones. He understood you, right? He knows what’s best. He loves you and wants to make you happy and...

Your friends have all but abandoned you. You haven’t seen your family in almost five years. You’re alone, completely isolated. You long for companionship outside of your relationship. You’re desperate for it. You long for some kind of freedom.

Throwing out the used, dirtied paper towel, you let out a long sigh. Ben’s not perfect, you know that. He has his issues, everybody does. You sure as hell do. But as you look around at the kitchen, you see the food splattered on the walls and floor, and the broken dishes scattered on the floor. Maybe Ben has more issues than you care to admit.

Grabbing another paper towel, you wet it in the sink and start wiping the food off the wall. It’s been caked on there for a couple of hours now, so it’ll probably leave a nasty stain.

The landlord’s gonna lose his shit when he sees this, you think. How can I possibly explain my way out of this?

The evening started good enough. You made this nice, big dinner, a surprise for Ben when he comes home from work. His favorite. It took you forever to prep, but you finished just as he came home. He’d been pleased, happy to come home to a nicely cooked meal. Until halfway through dinner and you spilled the big news. You’d gotten a new job. At Marvel. As the newest make up artist. You haven’t worked for a bit (a few years) as per Ben’s request. He wanted to be the main provider, the “money maker,” the “breadwinner” — whatever you want to call it. He wanted the financial control.

The news of your job didn’t go well, obviously. Ben started screaming, insulting you and accusing you of anything and everything. You tried reasoning with him, then he threw his plate. He was aiming for you, but he missed. The plate shattered against the wall, and in your surprise Ben grabbed you by the wrist and hit you across the face. He screamed at you some more, drowning out your cries.

“You think you’re better than me now?! Huh?! Look at you, you’re pathetic! Useless! They’ll throw you out and you know what? You’ll deserve it.”

Those words stung. Maybe he’s right, maybe you’re not as good as you think you are. But why would Marvel hire you if you’re not good? But...

You shake your head, shoving the thoughts out of your head. You have to focus on finishing the kitchen before Ben’s finished his shower. You want the night to end as normally as possible.

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