Summary: you are a nanny, given a chance to take care of Chris’s niece and nephews. His attitude makes you wonder who really is Captain America in real life.
(Y/N) = your name
(Y/H/C) = your hair colour
Warnings : fluff,
Genre: fanfiction, reader x
A/N: We’re gettin’ close, darlings. We are girls and what is the best for a girl? A good foreplay.
I DON’T OWN ANY GIPH
“Comin’ darlin’“… you sighed. Cyle started to cry just when you sat down on a couch. It was 10 p.m. You just wanted to relax and put on some TV show.
As you comforted him for about twenty minutes and got back to the pahluh, couch was already occupied.
“Oh c’mon..” you couldn’t help but give Chris bleak face. He pointed on the armchair next to him. As you walked along him, he catched you for your hand, quickly sat up and pulled you back to the couch “You didn’t think I’m that big jerk?” he laughed and put his feet on the table.
“One never knows, you are celebrity after all..” you took the remote “Do you mind?” he closed his eyes “Be my guest. I just wanted to lie down and fall asleep in front of TV..”
As he made himslef comfortable, you tuned M*A*S*H. You loved this series. It was great - short, funny, not really needed full attentinon and just classic. As the theme started to play, Chris shook himself and opened his eyes qucikly “What the heck…” you gasped with shock.
“Sorry… it just.. well..” he said evasively “MASH theme stresses me out..”
“Why?” you laughed and got yourself a beer from the fridge. You gave him one too.
“Thanks.. well it reminds me of old times..when I was a kid, this used to play all over again and again every evening when I got home and my parents were watching it.. it reminds me.. of that there’s probably time to go to sleep and that I definetly haven’t finnished my homework..” he drunk and looked at you. You chuckled and added “Well we have different memories on MASH.”
“You’re younger than me, I am quite amazed that you know MASH..” he said with gaze.
“I grew up on that!” you defende yourself “You old man!”
“Hey! I am old man to you?”
“How old are you exactly?” of course you knew, but he didn’t need to know
“36.. don’t give me that smirk! And back to the point - did you make Miles eat pancakes yet?” he teased you.
“Not yet…” he tauntingly clap his hands “But, there was no deadline in that agreement we made so..” you winked at him. Something in his eyes changed.
“That’s true..” he said and observed you for a while. You could just pay back his look and breathe.
“..but I’m quite impatient..” he mummed softly. Your heart started to beat quicker when his hand moved near your tigh. His eyes gleamed as his hand raised to your cheek. His hands were warm. His fingers caressed your neck and pushed your face near his. Your lips gave in his. It was for the briefest moment.
Then you heard screaming from above “NANNYYY!!!”
You both shook yourselves and you quickly got up.
“Sorry.. I have to..” you apologized and disapeared on the strairs.
When you took Miles to the bathroom and back, you couldn’t help but shake yourself.
Since today this blog is all cartoon ducks it seems fitting to post these other draw your squads, isn’t it? XD Okay but imagine Duckula going to the Twistyverse tho, hijacking Baron von Penfold’s comunication systems to try and make his own show there, that would be wild ahah