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TITLE: Imagine Your Wedding

PAIRING: Chris Evans X Female!Reader

WORDS: 908

WARNINGS: Alcohol consumption but the rest is pure, sweet, fluffiness. 

A/N: I really had fun writing this and kind of turned into an epic for an imagine but whatevs lol. Please like/comment/reblog if you like it. :) This is part of the amazing @jtargaryen18’s 30 Days of Chris 2020. I can’t wait to see everyones entries and I can’t wait to write more for my favorite guy. ;) You do not have my permission to post this anywhere else. 

Even though you had been living together for a while, the evening before your wedding, you both agreed to stay in separate rooms. You are both traditionalists and didn’t want to chance any bad luck. 

However, in the middle of the night, you sneak into the guest room that Chris had taken and snuggled into his side because you couldn’t get to sleep without him beside you.

“Miss me already?” He teases, sleepily wrapping his arms around you.

“Shaddup.” You mumble and drift off to sleep.  

You two have a small ceremony at his house in Sudbury. 

Although you’re not exactly sure how it could be considered “small” because you both come from large families. Even immediate family would be quite the event for your group. 

Your dress is a tasteful, slightly mermaid style dress with buttons down the back that hugs your “assets” just right. You also got a beautiful veil that has delicate lace around the edging of it. It was your grandmother’s veil. 

Chris looks delicious in a dark navy three piece suit, crisp white shirt, and a blue tie.  

Dodger is the ring bearer and looks so adorably cute and dapper in his puppy tux. 

Chris sees you walking down the aisle and immediately holds back tears and you’re trying not to cry because if you both start, it’s just an avalanche of tears everywhere. 

You both wrote your own vows and you are so glad you had a handkerchief stashed to dab your tears from ruining your makeup. 

The reception is fun and casual, with white string lights all around the premises, a dance floor to the side, and open seating where everyone was invited to sit where they wanted to. The color scheme is creme and lite navy blue.   

Catering is brought in by Chris’s cousin’s Italian restaurant. 

There’s a bourbon bar to celebrate both of your loves for the amber liquid and also an open bar because you both agree that an open bar is the only way to go for a wedding. 

Your first dance is to Real Love by The Beatles. Chris holds his left hand to the small of your back and scoops you towards him, delicately touching your head with his cheek. You still marveled at how gentle he was with you. His right hand takes yours and brings it close to his chest. You’re surrounded by everyone but all you know is the steady rhythm of his breath and how safe he makes you feel. 

Ice cream was both of your favorite dessert, so in lieu of a cake, you had a couple of local ice cream trucks cater the event. There were tons of different flavors, and of course Chris’s favorite made an appearance: Cookies and Creme. 

The groom’s cake, however, is something that you secretly commissioned from a local bakery and it is a layout of Fenway park, complete with a rice crispy wall of the Big Green Monster. When he sees it, he lets out a laugh of pure joy, clutching his hand to his left pec. He grabs you in a bear hug. 

“Oh baby, I love it so much! I love *you* so much!” He coos in your ear. 

You can’t stop giggling from how happy he is. 

Chris dancing with his nieces and nephews actually melts your heart and you are so full of emotion from the day, your eyes got misty.  

Scott catches the bouquet and is *ecstatic*, mostly because he becomes the center of attention for a second with congratulations from everyone and a high five from Chris. Zach, Scott’s boyfriend, rolls his eyes in amusement. 

Mackie steals you away for a dance even through Chris’s protests. 

Scarlett tells Chris to shush and leads him out on the dance floor beside you and Mackie.

“You let me know if he causes any trouble for you.” Mackie smiles. 

“Oh I got ya on speed dial.” You laugh back. 

Once the dance with Mackie is over, Scott grabs your hand before you can say anything and dances with you to Lizzo’s Feeling Good As Hell. 

After that, Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton comes on, and Chris steals his new wife back for a dance. 

He holds you close to him and softly kisses your lips. He thinks that will distract you enough so that he can move his hands onto your butt. It does not and you swat his arm playfully before he pouts and pulls his hands more northward. 

You’ve never seen him so happy and you’re sure your smile matched his. 

It’s late and everyone starts to head out, getting Ubers or crashing in one of the many guest rooms at the Evans place that wasn’t already occupied by guests coming in from out of town. 

You grab Chris’s hand and he leads you inside towards the bedroom. 

Before you can go in though, your new husband scoops you up in his arms to carry you over the threshold, which is quite a feat considering how much bourbon he had. consumed. You hoped your shriek of laughter didn’t wake up too many people.   

Summary: it continues.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

When you and Chris do bring him home, he’s a little over 4lbs. He’s a tiny little thing. It worries you both but the hospital had you take certain classes before taking him home.

You both get no sleep for the first night.

Chris doesn’t get any sleep for a week.

Until you put double the amount of Nightquill he probably should have in a smoothie you made him. He drank the whole thing.

You were pretty much sleeping next to a dead man that night. You didn’t mind at all.

He didn’t wake up until 4pm the next day.

“How was your nap, Bubba?”

“I took a nap??!”

“Yeah,” you lied straight to his face.

“Oh my god.”

He’s super confused for a good two solid days.

You end up quitting your job as Scarlett’s assistant since you very much love being a stay at home mom. She completely understands.

“I just need to fill my dream of being a gold digger.”

And that’s what Chris hears when you call her to let her know.

“THE BABY MAMA IS HERE!” Anthony yells.

You join Chris on set with Alex for Captain America: Civil War. Everyone is very happy to see you and baby Evans doing well.

Alex also doesn’t like that his daddy shaved his beard.

The four month old cries clinging onto you.

Alex loves Sebastian’s long hair and just taking naps with the beefy man.

Chris has even caught the three of you cuddled up together asleep. And he is jealous.

“She’s like the little sister I never had. Plus they’re tired.”

“He’s like a teddy bear, Bubba!”

Tom Holland mistakes you as Chris’s wife.

“I’m just a side chick.”

“Stop saying that shit!”

“LANGUAGE!”

You steal a shield.

You also steal one of the Captain America uniforms for your baby daddy.

Chris gets clingy after a long day.

You gotta spoil him and baby him.

He ends up hurting his arm pretty badly. You help him ice it.

Scarlett asks you how being a stay at home mom is treating you.

“I. Am. Living. The. Dream.”

You get invited to Downey Town all the time.

It’s air conditioned.

“I got the jellybeans.”

“This is why I love you so much.”

Chris gives Alex half a jellybean when you aren’t looking.

When out to dinner with some of the cast, Chris gives Alex a lemon wedge.

Everyone dies laughing at his reaction.

“You don’t like that, buddy? I know you don’t.”

Chris finishes up filming and you both go home to Boston.

Chris finds the suit you stole.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You’re welcome.”

Chris gets the script for Gifted and he’s already in love with the storyline.

He meets McKenna Grace and he’s just like “she’s the sweetest girl ever.”

You find yourself pregnant again as Chris is away for press. You tell Lisa first.

“He’s done it again.”

Chris goes on Jimmy Kimmel with Anthony Mackie, Paul Rudd, and Sebastian Stan.

“Who is Y/n?” Kimmel asked.

“Chris’ baby mama.” Anthony said.

“I thought she was his girlfriend,” Paul said.

“Nah. Baby mama.”

You go to the premiere with Chris leaving Alex with Lisa.

“When are the two of you getting married?”

“When I see his pay check.”

“Y/n, you can’t say that!”

“I just did and I don’t take it back!”

“Y/n! People will think you’re a gold digger.”

“You act like I’m not. He literally gave me a debit card. All I gotta do is swipe and bam, I get a jet ski. And this man is so gullible, I just have to pop out a baby for him and all is good.”

“You’re such a turd.”

Chris holds your hand during the movie and rests his head on top of yours.

Chris tries giving you a alcoholic drink at the after party. You decline it.

“C’mon, just like the old days!”

“Yeah, but you knocked me up again!”

Some of the cast hears and they scream and cheer.

“HE’S A QUICK ONE!” RDJ screamed pointing at Chris.

Chris cries happy tears. He clings to you the whole night.

You both get back to your 8 month old after having a celebration with the cast.

“Jeez, they’re gonna be a little over a year a part. You think we can handle two kids under two?”

“I’m just scared that it might be the same birth as last time.”

“If it is, we’ll get through it. I know we will.”

Since our baby Chris's birthday is this month, I can't help doing a little challenge for Chris.

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