Don't Wanna Be All By Myself- Chris Evans One Shot
Pairing: Chris Evans X Reader
Prompt: Chris gets wasted one night and tells the world about your secret relationship.
Word Count: 1110
Warning: drinking (if that counts)
You laid in bed at a quarter to midnight, catching up on the latest episode of your favorite TV show. Your phone rang from beside you, alerting you that someone was calling you. You picked up the phone and smiled when you read the screen. It was Chris, your secret boyfriend of five months. You two didn’t want to announce your relationship quite yet, due to the immense media coverage Chris was getting from his Marvel movies. Everyone who wasn’t close to you believed that you two were just best friends (maybe something a bit more).
“Hello, Chris.” You answered your phone.
“Hi, baby.” He replied in a slurred voice. You knew he had gone out drinking with friends, but it appeared now that he was drunk.
“Chris, are you wasted?” You asked, already knowing the answer.
“Maybe.” He held out the word.
“I’m coming down there to get you.” You said, turning off your show and getting out of bed.
“I miss you too, darling.” He mumbled.
“Stay put. I’m headed there now.” You put your shoes on and headed out the door.
“Wait, baby, don’t leave me.” He whined.
“I’m going to you. Give me five minutes.” You hung up the phone, praying he was still at the bar with his friends and not wandering the streets of Boston completely wasted. You pulled up to the bar and sighed seeing the paparazzi surrounding it. You kept your head down, ignoring their calls as you entered the bar.
The bar smelled like beer and smoke, what else did you expect. It was loud from the football game highlights playing on the TV and from the karaoke going on. You looked up at the karaoke stage with a laugh. You knew your boyfriend loved doing karaoke, but you’d never thought you’d see him drunkenly singing Eric Carmen.
“All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to live all by myself anymore” He slurred his words as he sang ‘All By Myself’. The majority of the other drunk people were dancing along to it. His friends, hammered as well, sang with him; but Chris was alone singing and dancing on the stage.
“Y/N! Hi baby!” He smiled at you mid-line. He stumbled off the stage and over to you. He hugged you and you could smell the alcohol radiating off him.
“I missed you.” He muttered, sloppily kissing your cheek.
“I missed you, too. We need to go home now.” You said, trying to lead him towards the door.
“Can I get pizza? I want pizza.” He asked.
“Yes, you can. Let’s just get you home first.”
“Can I get cuddles too? Come cuddle with me. I don’t want to go home. The night’s still young. I want another drink.” He turned to the bartender, “Can we get another round?”
“No, no more for you.” You said, pulling him away from the bar. “Say goodbye, Chris. We’re going.”
“But I don’t want to.” Chris’ lips slumped into a pout.
“You’ll get cuddles and pizza at home. Come on.” You grabbed his hand and successfully got him outside. You groaned as the flashing of cameras began. You had almost completely forgotten about the paparazzi waiting outside for him.
“Chris, what’s your next project?”
“Is it true that you will retire?”
“Are you two official?” The questions began to fly around as you tried to get your stumbling boyfriend to your car.
“Yes.” Chris smiled and your eyes widened, “This is my beautiful girlfriend. I don’t care what you all think-I am in love with her.” His words came out clearer than they had earlier. The press began to go crazy, asking even more questions. You got Chris sealed in the car before he could answer anymore questions. You started to drive the car back to your apartment and saw out of the corner of your eye as Chris repeatedly blinked for a few moments.
“How did I end up in here?” He mumbled, looking around the car with squinted eyes.one of his hands reached out and stroked your cheek, “You’re so beautiful. Can we cuddle?” You put your arm out to prevent him from getting far in his attempts to cuddle with you. Luckily, he was out of it enough to forget how to undo the seatbelt that was restraining him.
“I’m driving. We can cuddle soon.”
“But I want my cuddles now.” He whined as if he was a baby.
He passed out on the sofa the moment he entered your house. You placed a blanket on him-deciding against ordering a pizza at one AM. You snuggled into the second couch, ready to catch some rest.
The next morning you stood in the kitchen, preparing a cup of coffee for you and some pain killers for Chris. The silence in the house was interrupted by a loud groan mixed with a whine. You chuckled to yourself and took the hangover “medicine” into the other room.
“Good morning.” You smiled, setting down the medication and glass of water in front of Chris on the table. He sat up slowly with a hand covering his eyes.
“Thank you.” He mumbled, drinking the water, “How hammered was I?”
“You called me at midnight and then when I got to the bar, you were singing 'Al By Myself’ by Eric Carmen. I gotta say-I don’t think I’ve seen anything funnier than that from a drunken person.” You laughed as he let out another groan.
“That’s gotta be everywhere online now.” Chris said.
“That’s probably not the biggest news on social media from last night.” You replied and he frowned in confusion, “The paps were outside the bar and you kinda told them about us.”
“Oh God, really? I’m sorry. You said you wanted to wait and I just completely screwed up.”
“I’m not worried about the media anymore. I’m more worried about if you meant it.”
“Last night-you said that I was your girlfriend and that you love me, no matter what anyone else says. Is that true?” You asked. You two had been together for six months, but the topic of love wasn’t something you discussed. You loved Chris, but you had never told him those three little words and he had not either.
“I really hoped to tell you in a more romantic way, but yes. I love you, Y/N. I love you a lot.” Chris stated.
“I love you too.” You smiled. He leaned in to kiss you, but you stopped him, “Sorry, but your alcohol morning breath kinda ruins the moment.”
“Right.” He laughed.