Imagine surprising Chris for his birthday.
A/N: I didn’t think I’d get a one shot done for his birthday, but I did. 😊 Happy birthday, Chris. And also, thank you so much for 5.5K! I love you all to bits. What a wonderful present to get on Chris’ birthday. X
13th of June 2017; Chris’ 36th birthday. You had big plans for your husband’s birthday, except they weren’t going to take place until later in the evening. Unlike Chris who had just finished filming the first part of ‘Avengers: Infinity War’, you were still needed at your job. You had quite a bit to do today and seeing as you had plans to meet Chris at 6:30PM, you were on a bit of a time crunch. You got up earlier than usual, texting your driver to pick you up with breakfast from yours and Chris’ favorite brunch spot. You weren’t going to be there when Chris woke up, the least you could do was get him some delicious maple walnut bagels.
By the time Chris woke up, you’d already left for work and Dodger had taken your bed space. He chuckled and scratched his best friend’s head, then narrowed his eyes when he spotted a folded piece of paper tucked in Dodger’s collar. He smiled when he saw that it was in your handwriting, it said: “Good morning, Birthday Boy. I couldn’t afford the day off, but I’m leaving work early. See you at 6:30, I’m sending Jason to pick you up so be ready. Your suit’s in the closet, pressed and ready to wear. I love you.” He kissed the note then pressed it to his nose, as always- you’d spritzed it with some of your perfume. You did it every time you left him a note, and he did the same when he left you one; it just made things more personal.
“Okay, Dodger,” Chris sat up, resting the note on his bedside table. “Let’s go see what Y/N left me for breakfast.” He said, knowing very well you’d left him breakfast. It was something you did when you had to leave for work early on special occasions: birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine’s Day.
You always thought that between the two of you he was the one that would miss out on all the big occasions, but it turned out to be you instead; the owner of a start-up that helped promote big fashion and beauty brands as well as dress celebrities and socialites. You wanted to complain, but it was hard to considering how much you loved your job. It wasn’t just because you got to work around clothes and makeup all day, it also helped you meet and marry your celebrity crush. You couldn’t believe how quickly the last four years had gone by, it felt like just yesterday you were launching your company.
Chris found the maple walnut bagels you’d left him and popped them in the toaster while he boiled some water to make some green tea. He filled Dodger’s food and water bowl while he waited for both his breakfast items to heat up. He was expecting more than breakfast, if he was being honest. You were a romantic who left him love notes and gifts even when it wasn’t his birthday, so why on earth wouldn’t you when you actually had a reason to do so? He flinched when the toaster popped out his bagels. He grabbed a plate to hold his bagels then grabbed the cream cheese from the fridge, sighing. 6:30PM was a long while away, what was he going to do with his day until then? He could drop by your work place to hang out, but he felt like he’d just seem needy if he did. He huffed and took a bite of his warm bagel, looking over at Dodger who was happily enjoying his kibble.
“Looks like we’re going to go for a long run, bud.”
• • • • • • • •
Chris fixed his tie in the mirror by the front door while he waited for your driver to pick him up. The day had been a long one waiting for 6:30PM, but it was finally here. He couldn’t wait to see you and see what you’d planned for him. You’d planned everything with great secrecy because this was something you knew you couldn’t let Chris’ curiosity ruin for himself. It was big and you wanted it to catch him with complete surprise as it did you when you found out. You couldn’t stop smiling when you saw the two lines appear on the stick, and you knew Chris wouldn’t be able to either when you told him he was finally getting the child he’d always wanted.
A knock on the door told Chris that Jason had arrived, he grabbed his house keys and opened the front door. “Hey, man.” Chris greeted Jason and earned a nod and smile from the man who’d been looking after his wife since she started her career. Jason opened the car door for Chris and Chris got into the car, smiling when he saw a bottle of his favorite beer sitting in a ice bucket. He chuckled and cracked it open as Jason got back into the car, pulling out of the driveway.
You got a text from Jason when they arrived at your company’s main headquarters. You were waiting on the roof with your news as well as a candlelit dinner catered by the Italian restaurant you and Chris went to on your first date. You were slightly nervous to tell Chris you were pregnant. You didn’t know why because you knew he’d be happy to hear it, but you were nervous. You weren’t trying for a child per se, but you weren’t not trying either. You both agreed that if it happened, it happened. You went off the pill and stopped using the latex barrier, allowing the universe to decide if the two of you should be parents.
“Don’t I feel special?” You heard Chris’ voice and you turned around, smiling when you saw him walking over. “You do know how to spoil me.” He looped an arm around your waist, pulling you into him as he pressed his lips against yours. You could taste the residual alcohol in his mouth as he kissed you. “Happy birthday to me,” he chuckled softly when he broke the kiss.
“Happy birthday indeed,” you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. Both of his hands landed on your waist as he smiled brightly at you. “Do you want your present first, or dinner first? I thought I’d give you the choice seeing as you’re the birthday boy.”
“Depends on what the present is, I mean- If it’s you and your Versace on the floor, I’d rather save it until we get home.” He winked and you laughed. “But if it’s something that doesn’t involve sexual favors then I’ll have the present first.” You rolled your eyes with a smile as you pulled away from his touch, taking his hand to pull him with you. You grabbed the envelope off the dinner table and held it out for him to take. “Aw, man. An envelope?”
“Excuse me?” You laughed. “Did you seriously just say that?”
“Sorry,” he chuckled. “I was just hoping for something- y'know, in a box. You nailed last year’s gift, I really liked that bottle of scotch you got me with the personalized glassware?” You tried not to smile too widely as you played out his reaction after he saw what was in the envelope in your head; you had no doubt he was going to regret everything he said. “But you know what, I’m sorry. It’s always the thought that counts and you are always superbly thoughtful. Envelope or box, I’m sure this is going to be an amazing gift.”
“If you’re disappointed, I can always make up for it when we get home ‘cause there’s a Victoria Secret gift bag waiting at the back of the wardrobe.” You teased him and he chuckled, shooting you a quick wink as he opened the envelope. “Disappointed?” You bit back your smile when you saw his jaw drop at the sight of the sonogram he’d just pulled out.
“Is this-” He looked up at you with tear filled eyes and you nodded, smiling. “So we’re-” He couldn’t even finish his sentence. He couldn’t breathe, he was holding a picture of his future child in his hand. He was going to be a father, the two of you were going to have a child. “YES!” He wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you off the ground.
“Chris!” You yelped then laughed as he spun you in a circle. “Are you happy?” You asked as he continued to hold you against him; you ran one hand over his gelled hair and the other down his back. He nodded, burying his face in this crook of your neck. “Is this a better gift than the scotch last year?” He nodded again and you smiled. “Can you kiss me now?” You asked and he quickly met your lips.
“I love you,” he whispered, resting his forehead against yours.
“I love you too,” you smiled.
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