A/N: My love, @ateliefloresdaprimavera. This is the first part of your birthday request, you just gotta wait for the next part now. I thought I’d make it a little more real, give you a bit of a wait before Chris surprises you with the best trip ever. 😊 To all those with upcoming birthdays, enjoy. X
You laid on your couch with your MacBook on your stomach, watching your best friend on YouTube at the D23 convention. Chris looked up from his cereal when he heard you laugh, chuckling when he realized you were laughing at him proclaiming his well known love of Disneyland and all things Disney. “God, you’re a dork.” You commented, shooting him a smile before returning your attention to your MacBook.
Chris smiled as he watched you. God, what he’d give to wake up to you everyday for the rest of his life. He already had that, kind of, as he lived in the apartment upstairs and spent most of his morning in yours. You’d been best friends for a while now, having met in your hometown Boston. You’d moved to Los Angeles for a change in scenery a few years back, and Chris quickly followed suit. You believed it was because of his job, and while it was partly that, it was mostly because of you. He couldn’t bear to be more than five minutes of you- which was the drive time between your houses in Boston- hence why he got an apartment in the same building as you. Though his reason when you jokingly asked him why he followed you was, he said and you quote, “both your mom and mine said they’d kill me if I let anything happen to you.” That was true too, but it was the other thing more.
Neither of you knew, but your best friend was in-love with you; you loved Chris as much as he loved you. Neither of you wanted to admit anything because what you had was great and you were afraid that if it became something more, things would change. It didn’t occur to either of you that the change would be for the better, unlike everyone else around you. Your families and friends who’d seen the two of you together, who knew the two of you- had been rooting for a relationship since the dawn of time. If it were up to your parents, you’d be married with kids by now.
“Did you actually end up going to Disneyland after?”
He walked over with his bowl, moving your feet so he could sit. “No, we didn’t have time.” You rested your feet on his lap as he continued, “and if we did- you would know ‘cause I would’ve called you to meet us.”
“That would’ve been great,” you smiled. “I’ve never been to Disneyland.” You told him and he choked on his cereal; he turned to you with wide eyes like you’d just confessed to murder. “What?”
“You’ve never been to Disneyland?” He asked, shock and awe in his voice. “Are you fucking with me right now? Surely you are because- there is no way you’ve never been to the happiest place on earth.” You rolled your eyes as you sat up, putting your computer on the coffee table. “Y/N, are you serious?” He lowered his bowl and turned to you, looking genuinely upset. “But you’ve got photos of your family at Disneyland.”
“Do you see me in any of the photos?”
“I just assumed you were the one taking all of the photos ‘cause you’re a photographer,” he said with a shake of his head. You chuckled and he took your hands in his, “I am appalled. How could your family just leave you behind? Wait-” he thought back to the time you told him you got really sick and spent an entire summer quarantine at your grandparents’ house. “Were you sick when they went?”
“Yeah,” you nodded. “We had the tickets booked beforehand and I got sick the week leading up to it and it was a lot worst than we expected, so I told them to go without me.” Chris pouted, giving you the saddest puppy dog eyes. “It’s fine,” you laughed. “I actually had a great time at my grandparents’, they were very accommodating. They made…”
Your voice trailed off in Chris’ brain because he remembered it was your birthday soon, surely he could surprise you with a trip to Disneyland. You were a freelance photographer so you didn’t really need to answer to anyone, he could take you for a weekend. Yes, that would work. He nodded to himself as he rose to his feet, taking his bowl of cereal with him.
“Where are you going?” You asked with narrowed eyes as he made his way towards your front door. He glanced back at you and shrugged, trying to fight his urge to smile. “Are you seriously that offended that I’ve never been to Disneyland that you have to leave to finish your breakfast?”
“Don’t be silly,” he chuckled. “I’ve just got some things to attend to.” You nodded mockingly; you clearly didn’t believe him. He cracked a smile as he said, “I’ll see you later.” He glanced back at you as he opened your front door. “We’re having lunch together, right?”
“If you’re willing to have lunch with me, Mr. I’m-too-good-for-a-girl-who’s-never-been-to-Disneyland,” you countered, trying not to laugh when he did. He winked and blew you a kiss before making his leave. “And you better bring my bowl back, Evans!” You called. “I’m sick of going upstairs to get my dishes.”
“Love you too, sweetheart,” was the last thing you heard before the door closed. Your stomach fluttered as you smiled uncontrollably. You did love him, as more than just a friend. You wished when he said it that it was more romantic than platonic too, but after so many years of being just friends- you’d given up hope. If it did, shouldn’t it have happened by now? Maybe the two of you were just meant to be friends and nothing more, or so you thought.
Upstairs, Chris had started planning for a wonderful weekend at Disneyland as well as a long awaited leap of faith; he was going to tell you how he truly felt about you. He was tired of playing it safe, telling you he loved you but not showing you how much made him feel like crap. He wanted to be with you and if being with you meant risking it all, he was ready to do it. After all, how could you say no to being with him if he asked at the happiest place on earth?
With Chris Evans’ birthday tomorrow, here’s an imagine for you Chris Evans’ lovers. <3 Happy Birthday! xox
Imagine Chris Evans coming home late from being away at shooting and walking through the door, letting his bags fall from his hands, his eyes dead set on you. You, being super overjoyed went to embrace him but he stopped your arms from reaching him. His hands gripping your forearms with a force you recognize. You go to speak but instead you watch as his eyes hungrily trail down the length of your body. No words needing to be said because you knew exactly what he wanted.
Request: Hiiii, today it’s my bday, so could you please do a chris evans imagine that it is the reader’s bday (my english sucks, i’m sorry ahhahaha), thank you so much! <3
A/N: It’s not my best work but i tried. Also it’s kind of short because I didn't know what to write. Sorry!
You wake up and roll over to see if your boyfriend, Chris, is still there but when you roll over you see that he isn’t. So you decide to get up put on one of his shirts that you found and start walking down stairs. Once you are half way downstairs you start to smell food so you walk into the kitchen to see Chris cooking breakfast.