Make it up to you
Summary: you had a fight with Chris and think about how you can make it up to him
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Pairing: Chris Evans x female!reader
Word count: ~500
Warnings: light smut ig
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A/N: English isn’t my first language so sorry for any mistakes, also this is the first thing I ever wrote
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It was still present in my head, when I was laying in our shared bed later that night. I had curled myself up into a human ball and wrapped my hands around my upper half, covered with Chris‘ shirt.
We had a fight, not our first but it was worse than ever before. Huge and… about nothing. We’re both just stressed because of work.
He filmed this new series called “Defending Jacob“ and I’m happy for him, really. He loved his job and he loved to work. And another positive thing about that series was, it’s filmed near Boston, so he could be home every evening and we enjoy them together.
But today something was off…ad then it came crashing down on us.
But now, I couldn’t even remember why we fought. I just remember that I was so angry that I stood up from the dinner table and stormed into our shared bedroom, slamming the door shut.
I’m torn out of my thoughts when Chris crossed the room to get to the bath. I was wondering if he would actually come and not sleep in the guest bedroom. A couple of minutes later the mattress dipped under the weight of his muscular body.
He turned to me, opened his mouth and closed it again. He wanted to say something but decided to stay quiet. He then gave me a kiss on my head and whispered, “I love you.“.
I immediately felt bad that I yelled at him. Every time we fight he keeps calm, like nothing’s happening, but I…I yell at him like crazy and call him the worst things I can imagine. And every time afterwards he forgave me like it was nothing, luckily. Chris then always hugs me, like I needed comfort Because I had a bad day at work, and whispers sweet nothings into my ear, so I could and would calm down. And while I still thought about him and what an incredible human being he was, I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up, when fingertips drew light circles on my back. I realised that I laid on Chris‘ bare chest.
“I’m sor-“ my my voice broke “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled at you and I shouldn’t have called you all those horrible things and-and…“ I snivelled.
“You don’t have to apologise, it was my fault too.“ he said, his voice hoarse from sleep. It send a spark down my spine and directly to my core. “Then at least let me make it up to you.“ I said in a sultry voice.
Wriggling from between the sheets I shifted downwards and took the blanket from his lower half. At first he’s confused but when realisation hit him, his eyes went wide and filled with lust.
