The Icing On The Cake
Chris Evans x Reader
Request: (I deleted the request on accident but I remember what it was!!) You are pregnant with Chris Evans baby. You and Chris want to announce your pregnancy, but in the cutest way possible and after, a cute way to announce the birth of your baby.
A/n: Ok, so Chris would totally be up to the idea, in my opinion?? Like…Chris would totally do the cutest thing to announce a pregnancy but also embarrassing himself at the same time because he is an awkward dorito-flavored meatball and just ??? why are you so cute Chris sToP iT
Genre: Romance, Family, Friendship, Fluff, Humor
Warning: Fluff, Chris embarrassing himself
The kitchen was a mess. Flour was on the counter top and the floor, food coloring stained the table, bowls were strewn everywhere, and icing was inside at least nine different plastic bags. Chris’s face had blue stained on it from icing that you had graciously slapped on, and you had black icing in your hair. If it wasn’t apparent: You and Chris were baking a cake. Now, Chris was a pretty damn good cook. But it seemed that when it came to baking, he needed a bit of help. You weren’t an professional baker, but you knew your way around the recipe book. As you mixed yellow food coloring into a bowl to put into an icing bag, you smiled.
You and Chris were going to announce your pregnancy by baking and decorating a cake. You and Chris had been trying for months, with no success, to get your little baby. However, on a fateful night last week, after taking a pregnancy test, you were so excited to see those two little, pink dashes on the pregnancy stick to confirm that you were with a child. Chris and you had cried so hard while holding each other tightly, so happy that you two were finally going to be parents.
Chris wanted to tell everyone upfront, but you wanted to tell everyone in the cutest way possible. So, you both agreed to bake a cake. Sighing, you smiled when you felt hands on your hips and a bearded chin rest itself on your shoulder as you iced on the hair of Steve Rogers, smiling widely afterwards. Chris whispered to you.
“I’m so happy. I can’t even…is this really happening?”
You chuckled and looked over your shoulder at him.
“Yes, it is. I can’t believe it either. But let’s keep this good going.”
“If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up.”
You replied, nodding and agreeing as Chris laid a sweet kiss to your neck.
“Me neither, Chris.”
The stove beeped, signalling that the second part of the cake was done and Chris reluctantly detached from you. As you iced and did your artwork, Chris started to clean and helped with mixing the icing and dyes. When all was done, you and Chris smiled widely at each other. The cake was badass, and you did a phenomenal job with the artwork.
“Pretty good artwork for icing, if I do say so myself.”
“You’re amazing, sweetheart.”
Chris said to you, kissing your cheek as you grinned, black icing on your chin and arms crossed, hand holding the icing bag. Chris then suggested with a sly look.
“Wanna finish off the rest of the icing?”
“That’s so unhealthy, Chris.”
“But it’s a good idea.”
You were quiet before grinning and you both dug in. It would be one hell of a stomach ache later on, but it would totally be worth the pain.
Chris had called his family and friends, the Avengers cast eager to come over as they haven’t seen you and Chris in a while. In the back yard, Chris’s family, your mother, the Avengers and Civil War cast, and the dogs were all having a good time. You had successfully hidden the cake and Chris yelled.
“Hey, everybody! Me and (Y/n) have some very important news so please gather around!”
Sebastian and Anthony glanced at each other while Jeremy, Scarlett, Tom, Mark, and Chris Hemsworth got into a little group. Robert stayed sitting at the patio table with Chris’s family, Paul, your mother, Elizabeth, and Aaron-Taylor. You went to the cakes hiding spot and grabbed it while Chris spoke.
“Now, you guys know that me and (Y/n) love each other very much-”
Sebastian muttered with a teasing grin.
“-Oh god, not another speech about how much he loves his girl.”
Chris gave a pout and Anthony snickered. Everyone chuckled and Chris replied.
“I’m gonna ignore that. Anyway, me and (Y/n) have some very exciting news for you!”
You came out with the cake and set it down. Everyone looked down and Chris’s mom was the first to react. The cake was of Steve Rogers and you, both of you looking beneath his shield with a hand over your eyes as if to see better, and a baby was under the shield. Both Steve Rogers and You had wide, curious eyes and at the bottom, in beautiful cursive, it was written.
‘In 9 Months!’
Chris’s mom cried out.
“Oh my god, you’re pregnant!”
Everyone reacted immediately. Paul yelled.
“Group hug for the Momma!”
Playfully, everyone pushed Chris out of the way and hugged you tightly, making you giggle, and Chris’s jaw dropped as Robert snickered at him.
“What?! I don’t get a hug?”
Sebastian replied, kissing your temple.
“Ladies first, Chris.”
Then, everyone migrated to Chris and you chuckled. Robert, with a selfie stick, said.
-NINE MONTHS LATER-
The road of Pregnancy was a long and bumpy one. Little Baby (boy/girl name) was one hell of an active baby. When it hit your 3-4 month mark, that was when your child got active. Often, the baby would kick and move around, especially when Chris spoke to the to-be-born baby. Your water had broke during the night, so you and Chris had rushed over. Chris’s family was there, but you all had decided to surprise the cast with the baby (boy/girl) by having Chris wrap a box like a Christmas present and have your baby inside.
It was that moment and you had gotten your baby to sleep before putting (him/her) inside the box. Chris chuckled lowly and whispered in your ear.
“I’m so proud of you.”
“I’m proud of us.”
You replied and he smiled softly, giving you a chaste but loving kiss. Putting the cover on, Chris walked out to the part and you recorded from the kitchen.
“Ok, guys. I got a big present for you! As a thanks for being here for me and (Y/n), I got everyone something. Yes, it’s one of those kind of presents. But hey, I love you guys.”
“We love you too, even if you are a total and complete meatball.”
Sebastian and Anthony snickered to each other and Chris pouted once more. Chris did a little dance before exclaiming, hands gestured to the present.
“What’s in the box?!”
Chris’s mom pulled the top off and the four corners fell, revealing the baby with a sign on it that said.
‘Baby Evans, Born at 2:49am.’
Everyone gasped and you ran out, picking up the sleeping baby. Chris hugged you and Jeremy fangirled.
“Oh my god, (He/she) is so cute!”
You giggled and Sebastian called loudly, looking around as if waiting for somebody to even think about challenging him.
“I call being the godfather. You guys can suck it.”
“I wanted to be the godfather!”
Robert replied. You laughed and replied.
“Guys, guys. Me and Chris already made a decision on who’s going to be (his/her) godparents. Sebastian’s been asking since me and Chris started planning so: Sebastian, you’re gonna be the godfather.”
Sebastian put his hands in the air.
“I told you all so!”
“But, hey. At least (he/she) will have an unlimited amount of uncles and aunts!”
Cheers rang out and Elizabeth asked.
“Who’s the godmother?”
Chris replied, hugging you closer.
“I decided that my mom will be the godmother. I promise her, after all.”
Everyone smiled and Sebastian was still bragging about being the godfather, even after Anthony had told Sebastian to ‘shut up before I throw you to the HYDRA agents.’