#chrisd

Pairing: Chris Demarais x Reader

Prompt: “I got you as my Secret Santa and I thought it’d be cute to tell you how I feel with my gift and now I’m chickening out maybe I can grab my present back without anyone noticing… and everyone noticed.”

Word Count: 658

Requester: Anonymous

“Where’d Chris go?” you asked looking over at the empty spot next to you then looked back to Aaron.

Your friend shrugged, “I don’t know. He’s not my boyfriend.”

You shot him a look and threw your napkin at him, “He’s not mine either, asshole.”

Aaron shrugged and leaned back in his seat, “Could have fooled me.”

You rolled your eyes but you knew it was no use arguing. Besides the commotion up where they were passing out Secret Santa gifts had really caught your attention.

“Look, it’s my gift. It’s not done. Just give it back,” you heard Chris whine as he tried to take the present away from Gus who had been giving the job of playing Santa.

“You had a whole month to finish your gift. Go sit down,” Gus instructed.

“I just want to make one change. It’ll be real quick,” Chris begged.

It was clear Gus was not budging. Chris gave a heavy sigh and turned back to the table though when he saw everyone staring including you his eyes went wide and he turned and left the room. Gus made an unhappy noise but he looked down at the label of the package Chris was holding.

You made a move to get up but Gus blocked you. He shoved a gift in your hands and raised his eyebrows, “Hope its a good one.”

You were so curious as to what Chris had been trying to take back but as your hand went into the bag you noticed all eyes on you now.

You stood and excused yourself, taking your gift with you. You slipped into a side hallway before opening your gift in private. It was for you, not everyone else.

You rummaged around until you felt something small and pulled it out, a card fell out as you did so. You’d grab it in a moment but first, you wanted to know what Chris got you. A smile tugged at your lips as you pulled out a Christmas Tree necklace. The tree was a little clunky looking but adorable all the same. You placed the bag down and slipped on the necklace before picking up the card.

You were expecting cartoons or a stupid pun but instead, the card had a beautiful winter scene with some glittering accents. The card simply said ‘Merry Christmas!’ but Chris had added his own note on the blank side of the card:

‘Y/N-

You always talk about how your favorite gifts are the ones people make for you so I made you the little Christmas tree on the necklace. That’s also why it looks so bad. Sorry. I’ve never made jewelry before but that was my best attempt. I know Christmas is your favorite holiday and you love looking at trees. Remember that one time you dragged me to three different malls just to look at all the displays? Anyways, I hope you like it. If not I’m really sorry.

Love, Chris

P.S. Like love love. As in I love you and not just like a friend.’

You reread the last line several times over, a rush of emotions going through you. It was just such a Chris thing to through that in so casually that you wanted to laugh but mostly you just felt warm.

So when Chris round the corner a second later he froze as he looked between you and the necklace then down at the card.

He clearly was trying to keep it casual, “So do you like your gift?”

You smiled and touched the necklace, “I love it.” You leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, “Like love love it.”

Chris’ eye shone a little bright as he caught onto what you were saying, “You do?”

“I do,” you nodded in confirmation.

His smile took up his whole face as he asked, “So this is okay?” And he leaned in for another kiss.

“Oh, god,” you turned away from the door, trying to hide at the bar, “My ex just walked in.”

“Which one? The one that was obsessed with you then broke up with you because he thought we were dating?” Chris asked, craning his neck to try and spot him.

“Oh! Great idea! Please pretend to be my boyfriend,” you gave Chris a big smile and took his hand in yours.

“I-” he looked very nervous but you missed it since you looked behind you and sure enough your ex had seen you and was making a beeline towards you.

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You gave the wheel a good spin, everyone clapping as it clicked to a halt.

“Oh, no,” Jack laughed as he read the challenge.

You looked up at it and read out loud, “Eat some of Chris’ fish.”

The whole crowd of people made a noise of disgust. You just shrugged because after two years of dating you had learned to eat Chris’ cooking. He rarely cooked for you at this point but it still didn’t make you flinch at the thought of the fish head on the grill.

“No!” Chris cried stepping out of the cooking station as you headed over to him. “Please don’t eat that!”

“Chris,” you laughed, pointing at the cooker being him, “You were about to eat it.”

“Yes but I don’t care about my health! You’re going to get sick,” Chris frowned, knowing full well he didn’t cook the fish at all.

“I spun the wheel. It’s for the kids,” you told him making another grab.

Jon chimed in, “Y/N seriously don’t. I watched him make this up close. You do not want any of that.”

You shrugged again and Chris whipped around and grabbed the fish from the cooking surface and went running over to Blaine who started to gag again.

“Chris, don’t you dare! I need to eat that!” you shouted chasing him over to Blaine’s milk filled trashcan.

“No you do not,” He dropped the fish in and shook the trash can around making sure you wouldn’t pull it out.

“Fine,” you held up your hands. “We need to do something for the wheel spin now.”

Chris looked at you trying to rack his brain for something, “Uhh… Marry me?”

You froze at his question then finally came back with, “Chris, you’re not being serious.” You crossed your arms as a way to challenge him with a smug smile.

He fished around in his pocket and pulled out a small but sparkly ring and he smiled proudly, “Now what?”

“You’ve been carrying that around?” your mouth fell open in shock, “How long?”

Chris shrugged, “Since like six months after we started dating. I was just looking for the right time and I guess this is good as any and you know for the kids.”

“Chris,” you gasped before tackling him in a hug.

He laughed nervously and asked, “So is that a yes?”

“Oh my gosh is that blood?” you leaned in closer to get a better look at where you had hit Christ with a paintball. “I knew this was a bad idea. This is awful. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Chris laughed nervously, “Are you okay?”

You smiled at his kindness and quickly pointed out, “Well, seeing as I wasn’t the one getting shot at and hit I’m fine.”

His face fell a little, “Oh, yeah. Now I can’t ask if a kiss would make it better.”

A smile spread across your face, “No but I can.”

“Come here,” Chris laughed pulling you down into a bean bag chair with him as the video played in between segments. He was clearly intoxicated but also in a good mood.

“Chris,” you laughed as you tried wiggling out of his grip. You were supposed to join Jack and Caiti to help host for a bit but Chris just clung to you harder.

“Have I ever told you how cute you are?” Chris asked, nuzzling his face into your shoulder, “And you smell really nice too.”

Your cheeks were pink because you and Chris had causally flirted before but he had never been this forward.

“I really like you Y/N,” Chris mumbled before you heard his breathing steady as he passed out.

“Will you be here when I wake up?” Chris pouted, looking up at you with those doe eyes.

Truth be told, you weren’t planning on it. You had both had a little too much to drink and ended up in his room, stripping your clothes faster before you could get sober.

You never meant to sleep with your cute neighbor but as you waited for the locksmith to unlock your apartment that you had managed to get stuck out of for the second time, you got caught up.

You were sober now. Heart pounding in your chest as you looked down at him. You didn’t know Chris that well but you were still damned the second he gave you a hopeful smile.

You picked the first shirt you could find on the floor, which was his, and slipped it on, along with your underwear before crawling back into bed, “Depends. Do I get breakfast?”

Chris’ smile only brightened, “Anything you want.” He paused, “As long as you want eggs.”

A/N: I couldn’t figure out how to combine the two so I made it two separate prompts. Divided by the break. Hope that’s okay since more Chris content is never a bad thing!

“Please, I can’t do this without you,” Chris begged, pulling on your hand.

You looked at your boyfriend then back to your computer thinking about all the work you had, “Do you really need me?” Chris pouted and you sighed, shutting your laptop with your free hand, “You’re so lucky I love you.”

His entire face lit up with a smile, “You’re the best!” He pressed a kiss to your lips before you got up and he gave your hand another tug, “Now come on!”

“I don’t care where I am. as long as I’m with you, I’m going to be alright,” you told your best friend over the phone.

“You’re giving up your job. Moving away from your family,” Chris pointed out.

“Moving towards something. Something good,” you reminded Chris, leaving out the whole feelings for him part because if you unloaded that on him now you were worried you would never move out.

“Okay. You know I’ve always got your back and room for you at my place. Just let me know about your flight and I’ll pick you up,” Chris told you from the other end of the phone.

“I’ll see you soon,” you told him before saying your goodbyes.

Not too many days later you were coming off an airplane with your bag in tow, looking for a familiar floof of hair. You smiled as soon as you saw Chris looking around wildly for you. You called his name and he finally caught your eye a whole smile lighting up his face. He ran over to you and you dropped your bag to embrace him. Then he took you by complete surprise as his lips pressed against yours. You didn’t question it though you had been waiting for this for a long time so you pulled him closer and kissed him back.

As you pulled apart Chris finally realized what he did and began stuttering, “I,uh- That was- I-”

You smiled and pulled him in for another hug, “Don’t worry. We’ll talk about it later but for the record, I wanted to do that for awhile.”