hii can i please request a rainy day with daddy chris? watching cartoons and cuddling. hope your doing well btw and i love your fics sm! <33
Rainy Day
Pairing: daddy!chris x little!reader
Warnings: Age Regression, fluff, don't like? Don't read!
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You pout while looking out the window where it was pouring non-stop. The actual plan was to go to the dog park with Dodger today but it was already raining when you woke up.
You were in your playroom sitting and waiting with Dodger before the window after breakfast and desperately hoped for the sun to come out again.
"What are you two doing?" your Daddy asked while walking inside to stand behind you, leaning down to kiss your head and reaching to the side to scratch behind the pup's ear.
"Don't wike the rain" you pout again, leaning against Chris.
"Oh, Honey, I know you wanted to go to the park. I promise we go tomorrow if it's not raining again, yeah?" he said and you nod, you were still a little disappointed but it's not your daddy's fault that it's raining and you know that.
Chris tried to distract you by playing different kinds of games with you for a while when he saw you start to rub your eyes and yawned a few times.
"What do you think of cuddling and watching cartoons for a bit and later we can look through the coloring book that Seb gave you last week, how does that sound?" he asked and you stopped playing, making grabby hands for him.
"Yes pwease," you gave him a little smile. He picked you up and pecked your lips, making his way to the living room with Dodger trotting behind.
On the way there he stopped by the bedroom to get your stuffie and favorite blankie that he knows comforts you very much.
"What does the princess want to watch?" he asked while setting you down on the sofa, handing you your comfort items and you giggled.
"The Pwincess and the Frog!" you smiled, going with the nickname.
"A good decision, isn't that right buddy?" Chris asked and Dodger barked in agreement, jumping on the couch and laying down beside you.
Chris put on the movie and sat down on your other side, placing his arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer.
He grabbed your blankie and covered you with it and you took some of it to also cover your daddy with it.
During the movie Chris was rubbing either your back or your arm, that's something he does often when you're close to falling asleep.
Later that day, after you had taken your nap on the couch, you were sitting in the kitchen and coloring in your new Marvel-themed color book while your daddy was preparing dinner.
"Daddy, look! Is you!" you squealed when you showed him the page.
"That's right, such a smart girl I have" he praised and you started to color happily.
When Chris was done with cooking you put the book aside and he placed a plate with spaghetti before you.
"I wanna eat on my own today. M big girl!" you said and he was about to hand you the fork but hesitated, making you look up at him.
"You can eat on your own but only if you take a bath afterward," he said but quickly added. "Without complaining" you nod, taking the purple plastic fork and starting to eat.
Just like he thought, you ended up with sauce all over your face and clothes.
He was relieved when the bath went smoothly, only a few whines but got easily distracted by all the toys he let you put in. After he helped you put on your jammies he went with you through your bedtime routine which included doing your hair, brushing your teeth, and putting on body lotion.
Chris send you to the bedroom so he could get ready for bed as well and smiled when he heard you giggling and shuffling around on the bed, knowing that you were probably fooling around with Dodger.
He wasn't in the bathroom for long and soon joined you in bed with a story to read you to sleep. You got as close as you could to your daddy and wrapped yourself around him, feeling him kiss your head and listening to him reading the bedtime story.
Nrfth (11) – New beginnings or past mistakes - FIN
Summary: Betrayal cuts deep. If your heart and trust get damaged. Can you find a way back?
Pairing: Chris Evans x fem!Reader
Warnings: angst, mentions of past heartbreak/shitty behavior/break-ups, groveling, angry reader, arguments, adorable Lilly Anne, plot twist
No rest for the heartbroken masterlist
<< Part 10
“He’s here,” Tracey wrinkles her nose when she sees Chris walk toward the gate. “There is still time, babe. Let me give him a new face.”
“Maybe this was a bad idea,” you nervously wring your hands. Lilly Anne is busy talking to her friends. She hasn’t seen Chris and his dog yet. You can just tell her Chris didn’t make it to her birthday party. “Can you distract Lilly Anne? I need to talk to Chris first…”
You walk toward the gate, swallowing thickly as prepare yourself for another confrontation with Chris. “Y/N, hey. Uh-I got presents in the back of my car. I wanted to bring Dodger here first.”
Chris awkwardly glances at you. He holds a Captain America balloon, in his hand, and a large unicorn stuffy tugged under his arm. “Thank you for having me.”
“Chirs, listen…maybe this was a bad idea. We haven’t seen each other for years and now you are here, at my daughter’s birthday party. I didn’t think this through.”
“Please don’t send me away. I don’t want her to believe that I didn’t show,” he sniffs. “I’ll do anything. If you can’t forgive me for the way I acted back then, I understand. I don’t expect you to even like me. But give me the chance to get to know my daughter.”
“Daughter?” Your daughter gasps. “OH MY GOD! Captain America is my daddy!” She jumps up and down, squealing. “I knew it, mommy.”
Lilly Anne looks up at Chris with glassy eyes. She smiles sweetly and softly says his name.
“Y/N,” Tracey stumbles toward you and Chris. “She tricked me. Lilly said she wants water, not juice.” Your friend guilty looks at you. “I’m sorry.”
“Auntie Trace! Captain America is my daddy!” Lilly Anne hugs you before running off to tell all of her friends Captain America is her father.
“Great.” You hide your face in your hands. “I knew this was a bad idea. How could you just drop you’re her father? She won’t stop talking about you now!”
“I’m sorry…I didn’t…” Chris stammers. He looks at his shoes, sighing. “I fucked up again.”
“Hey, stop cursing! We have kids here,” Tracey grunts. “And yes, you fucked up epically. Lilly won’t stop asking Y/N about you from now on.”
“What did you tell Lilly about her dad?” You square your jaw at his question. How dare he to even ask?
“What do you think I told him? You treated me like trash.” You snap at Chris. “I told her that her father is busy with work. That he would love to be with us, but can’t because he’s so busy.”
Chris drops his gaze. “I’m sorry…”
“You should be more than sorry,” Tracey grunts. “You left this wonderful woman, pregnant with your child. But this wasn’t enough. You had to ruin her career too. Now you blame that woman when it was your fault everything fell apart.”
“I could’ve done more,” he admits. “I was scared of my feelings. Falling for Y/N wasn’t in my plans, but I did. When she came, and showed me the pictures and footage I did what I had to do to…”
“Protect your sorry ass.” Your friend jabs her finger into Chris’s chest. “That’s what you did! Don’t you dare to pretend that you did this to protect my friend!”
“Tracey…” you whisper. “We shouldn’t discuss this now. I said my part.” You look at your daughter. She runs back toward you, Tracey and Chris to wrap her hand around his wrist.
“Mr. Chris…Capt—” Lilly Anne frowns as she looks up at Chris. For a moment they just look at each other. Your daughter puckers her lips. “Can I call you daddy, Mr. Chris?”
Your chest tightens at her innocent question. It feels like someone squeezes your heart and tries to rip it out. She sniffles as Chris needs too long to answer.
He looks at you, a silent question in his eyes as your own fill with tears. “Doll, how about we celebrate your birthday first? You don’t want to miss having fun with your friends, right?” Chris clears his throat when you shoot him an angry look. “Or…uh…”
“A word,” you crouch down to press a soft kiss on your daughter’s cheek. “How about you go and talk to your friends? We will talk later. Okay. I need to talk to Mr. Chris first.”
“Okay,” your daughter sighs deeply. “I can show them the doggo.” She grins and turns her attention toward Dodger. “Come, doggo. I’ll show you my birthday presents.”
Tracey follows Lilly Anne to make sure she won’t hear what you are going to tell your ex. “You-“ you point a finger at Chris, “follow me inside.”
You are fuming as Chris stands in your living room. He clutches the unicorn to his chest as you look like you are about to rip him a new one.
“If my daughter asks you if she’s allowed to call you daddy,” you snarl, “you say yes, of course, baby girl. You don’t let her wait and feel like her father doesn’t love her.”
“I panicked.”
“You panic a lot,” you scoff. “Not days ago, you begged me to let you be a part of her life. If this is how things will go with you around, I’ll never let you get close to my daughter again.”
“Our daughter,” he holds the unicorn a little tighter. “I didn’t want to overstep when Lilly Anne asked me if she can call me daddy.”
“Bullshit.” You just love to talk back. “You chickened out. If you admit that you are her father, people will find out. And it scares you to hell and back.”
“I-“ he sighs and shakes his head. “You truly believe I’m the worst.”
“Because you are the worst,” you grit your teeth. “This is so…” you groan and kick an imaginary stone. “Frustrating. I hate you. My daughter adores you. What am I supposed to do?”
You choke out a sob when Chris drops the unicorn to the ground to wrap his arms around you. He whispers your name, but you ignore his words. Burying your face in his chest you pretend things between you didn’t end the way they did.
The tears finally fall, as you allow yourself to bask in his warmth and the smell of his cologne. He sighs as you rub your face on his chest. “Doll, I love you so much…so much…”
Chris closes his eyes; he nuzzles his nose in your hair. He feels lightheaded, ready to fall asleep as he enjoys having you back in his arms.
He drifts into darkness as you slip out of his grasp.
“Y/N!” He jolts up on the bed, panting heavily. “No…I…” Chris looks around the bedroom. His heart still races when he dips his head to look at you.
“What’s wrong?” you blink your eyes open. “Chris? Baby?”
“I-I had a nightmare,” he chokes out. “I fucked up, and we broke up.”
You worriedly look at Chris as he starts to rock back and forth. “She extorted me, and I fucked up… you’ll never let me see my daughter.”
“Chris?” Now you are really worried. “She went to jail, remember? You came to me and told me about the pictures.” You sit up to run your hand over his back to calm Chris. “We worked this out, baby.”
“It felt so real.” He sniffs. “I lost you. I lost Lilly Anne.”
“DADDY! MOMMY!” your daughter storms into the bedroom before you can talk to Chris. He seems to be shaken but plays it cool when your daughter jumps onto the bed, followed by Dodger.
She squeals and crawls toward her father. “DADDY it’s my birthday.”
“Of course, it is, little Cap,” Chris chuckles when your daughter peppers his face with kisses. “So, what do you want to do today?”
“I wanna eat ice cream…”
“You’ll get ice cream,” your husband wraps his arms around your daughter, holding her tight while you run your hand over his back. “Right, mommy?”
“Daddy will buy you your favorite ice cream, and later we will celebrate your birthday with Auntie Tracey and all of your friends.”
Chris nods and tries not to choke on tears. The dream felt so real, and he wonders what would’ve happened if he hadn’t told you the truth years ago…
✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when Chris falls down a rabbit hole one the internet about age regression and caregiving, he decides he wants to be a caregiver. he signs up to be a foster caregiver through a charity called 'The Big and Little Society of Massachusetts'. he went through the required steps and completed all the training, and just received news that he would be fostering his first ever little. his whole life was about to change, and he couldn't wait.
✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: age regression, ddlg, abdl, ADHD (based off my experience so please keep that in mind), slight angst with lots of comfort, crying, mentions of hospital and hints to past abuse but its literally just a mention, mentions of eating.
✰ 𝐚/𝐧: this is the first chapter of my au that i've said i was going to start months ago and never did, and is also my entry for @dadplease 's 5k Stuffie Writing Contest!! congrats on 5k Eun!! tagging @natashasera as usual, and some others that i think would enjoy this!! @uhmellamoanna @amazingarfield @thewritingbabe <3
don't forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.
Chris was pacing back and forth in his living room, trying to focus his mind. he kept trying to tell himself that everything was going to be fine, and that he had nothing to worry about.
in reality, he had everything to worry about.
a few months ago, Chris was on TikTok before bed, and had come across a video of a man making a video about how he calms his little down when they're having a tantrum. Chris was going to just scroll past it, but something about the video captivated him, and he ended up binging his videos until 3 am. he watched the man, who's name was Luke, talk about what age regression and caregiving was, why it was beneficial, and breaking the stigma around it. Luke also had videos of him and his little day to day and doing activities such as going to the park, going grocery shopping, and getting ready for bed.
the next few days consisted of Chris doing all the research he could about age regression and caregiving, and that's when he came across The Big and Little Society of Massachusetts. it was a small agency based in Boston that focused on breaking the stigma around age regression and ensuring that age regressors were with quality caregivers, and helping those who weren't. what intrigued Chris was that this agency had a foster program for age regressors who had recently left a bad relationship, as well as an anonymous tip line to use if someone was concerned about an age regressor or their caregiver.
Chris had just got off the phone with his accountant, planning to make a donation to the agency, when he decided to click on the 'Foster A Little!' application. he read through the application briefly, and decided to apply.
he completed the application, and a few days later he was contacted by one of the social workers. his application had been accepted, and he was moved to the next phase.
he went to all the trainings, interviews and meetings. he enlisted Scott and his mom to help him clean his house for the inspection, and two months after his initial application, he was an official Foster Caregiver. all he was waiting for was the call.
the call that he got yesterday while on set. they'd called and informed him that there was a young adult female little in need of a foster caregiver immediately, and Chris immediately accepted. they told him that as soon as she was discharged from the hospital, her social worker would bring her over, something that slightly worried Chris. they'd emailed him her file, and he had practically memorized it at this point, especially her little age.
he'd spent the entire morning shopping. he had bought a crib, bibs, and a TON of toys. he didn't know exactly what she would need until she got to his house and he got to know her, but it couldn't hurt to be prepared.
Chris picked up the lion stuffie that he had bought at the store, smiling to himself. he'd gotten all he needed in the toy aisle, and was walking passed the stuffed animals, when the lion caught his eye. he contemplated leaving it and letting her pick one out for herself, but something in his gut told him to buy it, so he did.
Chris glanced at the clock one more time and gulped nervously when it said 5:58. the social worker had called him around lunch time and told him that his new foster little had been cleared to go home, and they'd be discharged soon. they'd be picking up her prescriptions, and then heading over to his house. ever since the call had come, he'd been running around like a madman, making sure his house was in order.
his head shot up when he heard tire against gravel, and he placed the stuffed animal on the table. he called Dodger over to him, and placed him in his crate. Chris knew the puppy would get overexcited by the little, and based on the little information he had been given, Dodger would scare the crap out of her, and she'd been through enough.
he heard a car door close, and two people walk up to his house. he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, as the doorbell rang.
he gulped once more, before opening the door. the second the door opened to reveal you, his heart broke at how sad and utterly exhausted you looked. the whites of your eyes were red and watery, and your eyelids were fighting to stay open. you were shaking in the cold night air, your leggings and thin sweater barely keeping you warm.
"hi," Chris said warmly, and the social worker, Kayla, smiled back at him, before grasping your hand.
"this is Chris," Kayla said softly. "you're going to stay with him for a while, okay?"
you nodded so small that Chris almost missed it, and Chris could see your chin wobbling under your baby pink paci in your mouth. Chris moved to the side, and let you and Kayla in. he saw the black duffel bag on the ground, and grabbed it.
"I'm going to have to go now, but everything is going to be fine. you're going to be safe here, I promise." Kayla said rubbing your arm. "if you need anything, you can call me, okay?" she said, and you nodded again. she smiled at you, and squeezed your arm gently before turning towards Chris and handing him a white paper bag.
"here's her medication," she said. "she had her nighttime meds at the hospital as the discharge took a little longer than expected, so she'll probably need to sleep soon." Chris nodded.
"okay. does she take any in the morning?"
Kayla nodded. "yes. she takes 50mg of Vyvanse, and it must be taken before 10am, and must be taken after she's eaten. the other two prescriptions can be taken with it, but isn't necessary, its just anti anxiety meds and pain management." she said, and Chris nodded, reading over the medication names briefly.
"awesome, thank you. has she eaten?" he asked, and Kayla glanced at you.
"i got her a happy meal, but she didn't eat the whole thing, so i put it in this bag incase she wants the rest of her nuggets tomorrow," she said, handing Chris a plastic bag. "she probably wont eat anymore tonight, but will most likely be very hungry tomorrow."
"okay. anything else i should know?"
"just her doll. it's in her duffel bag, and she sleeps with it every night. i normally gift any littles i work with with a stuffy but i haven't had a chance to stop at the store, unfortunately."
"not a problem," Chris said with a smile. "i picked one up at the store for her."
"oh, thank you so much." Kayla said with a smile, resting a hand on her chest. "i was worried that she wouldn't have one. we're still working on getting her belongings from her old residence and she did have a few stuffed animals that we weren't able to grab in the 15 minutes we were there, and i didn't want her to be without them for too long. i'll bring the rest of her things by in a few days." Kayla said, and Chris nodded, seeing you looking around apprehensively.
"okay. thank you so much, Kayla," he said, and she smiled, looking at you as well.
"you're welcome. she's a sweet little girl who was not treated right, but i am confident that she'll be in good hands with you." Kayla said.
her and Chris exchanged goodbyes, and after she said goodbye to you once more, before leaving. Chris turned to look at you, and saw a tear running down your cheek.
'hi sweetie," he said to you, keeping his voice quiet and gentle. "you're going to be safe here, okay?" he said. "are you sleepy?"
you nodded, your paci bobbing in your mouth as you suckled on it.
"okay. i'll give you a little tour before we head upstairs as i want to put your food in the fridge. do you wanna hold my hand?" he asked, holding his hand out, his palm facing down, and you nodded, reaching out shakily. your palm, which was much smaller than his, wrapped around his pinkie, and let Chris lead you through the house.
he smiled when he saw the lion on the kitchen table, and grabbed it with his free hand.
"i got this for you, sweetheart." he said quietly. "Miss Kayla said she was going to come by with your other stuffies in the next few days, but i thought you'd like this one in the mean time," he said, and his heart squeezed, seeing your eyes light up, and reach out for the stuffy.
you cooed as you felt the soft fur, before rubbing it against your cheek. Chris smiled, fighting the urge to kiss your forehead. "wait here, okay?" he said, and he placed the food in the fridge, before leading you through the house. as you passed Dodger, who was asleep, in his crate, Chris stopped.
"this is Dodger, my puppy. he's sleeping now, but you can meet him tomorrow. do you like dogs?" he asked, and you nodded, your head tipping to the left seeing the snoozing pup. "well, that's good. he's going to love you."
he led you through the rest of the house, and into the bedroom, where the crib was standing next to his bed.
"this is your crib." he said, bringing you up to it, and letting you touch it. "when you're big, you don't have to sleep in here, but when you're little i want you to, atleast for a little while, okay?"
you nodded again, and yawned, your hand rubbing the soft material of the fitted sheet.
"let's get you ready for bed, alright?" he said, and you nodded. "what do you want to wear?" he asked, and you pointed to the duffel on his shoulder. Chris placed it down on the bed, and opened it. a Goldberger baby doll was laying on top, dressed in a red dress. "is this your baby?" he asked and smiled as you nodded and grasped the doll in your other hand. he lifted a weighted blanket out of the bag, and saw some sleep shorts on top. "these?" he asked, and you nodded.
"okay."
he helped you get dressed, and tried to take your new stuffy and your doll away just so he could get you settled into the crib, when you started crying and plopped on your bum, rocking slightly, shaking your head. Chris felt his heart breaking, and crouched in front of you.
"oh, sweet girl," he soothed. "i wasn't going to take them from you. they're yours, and i would never take them from you. i just wanted to set them on the bed so that you could get all snug in bed, and then i was going to hand them back, okay?" he said, and you slowly stopped rocking, and nodded, looking up at him nervously. you shakily handed over your doll, and then your lion, eyes following the two comfort items as Chris sat them on his bed. "there," Chris said. "they're going to watch us get all comfy, okay?" he said, and you nodded.
Chris lowered the crib bar, and turned to you. "can i lift you in?" he asked. "i don't want to touch you without your permission." he said, and you nodded, raising your arms.
Chris grabbed you under the armpits, and lifted you up, bringing you over to the bed and laying you down. he grabbed the weighted blanket, and laid it over you. you wiggled around as he grabbed the comforter at the end of the crib.
"do you want this one too?" he asked. "i'm guessing you're still a little cold, huh?" and draped it over you when you nodded, your eyes still locked on your stuffy and doll. "okay, sweetie pie." he said, turning and grabbing the items. "here's your doll," he said, handing you the doll and smiling when you gripped it tight and pulled her to your chest. "and here's your lion." he said, chuckling when he saw your legs kicking slightly in happiness as you snuggled the lion to your chest as well.
he crouched down near your head. "i'm going to be right there, okay?" Chris said, pointing to his bed behind him. "if you need me, just call, okay?" you nodded, eyes shutting, burying your face in your new lion stuffy.
Chris ran his hand over your back as your breathing evened out, smiling at your sweet face. "you're so beautiful," he whispered, his thumb stroking over your cheek. "you're safe here, okay? nothing is going to hurt you ever again, i promise."
You and Chris bonded over your love of Disney, it was something you two shared a passionate interest for. So of course you two spoiled your kids with many trips. Chris had surprised all of you with an early Christmas present so your babies could see all the lights and decorations in the parks.
They were so excited, and you were as well because no matter how old you are, you still loved Disney. The weather is unpredictable in Florida, so you made sure to (over)pack for every situation. You had Chris go over the list at least five times for each kid to make sure you had everything they needed before you left the house.
“Babe, you know if we forgot something we can just buy it down there right?” Chris chuckled as you frantically packed something you’d almost forgotten.
“It never hurts to be prepared Christopher.” you sassed, gasping as he laid a playful slap to your behind.
“It turns me on when you’re sassy Mrs.Evans.” Chris smirked.
The kids were more than excited to get to the parks and see all the characters, but you being a mom made sure to stop at every opportunity to get pictures of them along with Chris. You couldn’t contain the smile as they climbed all over their daddy, the youngest not quite able to reach up so Chris had to assist her.
“I get you daddy!” she giggled, making your heart swell.
“Take it easy on daddy Hads, I’m old.” Chris chuckled.
“We stwong wike you daddy!” Ollie grinned, hanging on Chris’ bicep while Li was hanging beside him.
“Yeah!” Li agreed.
“I’m the strongest!” Jas interjected.
“Alright everyone is strong like daddy! Can mommy please have a picture of you all now?” you sighed impatiently, hoarding them into a semi normal family picture.
Magic Kingdom was your most favorite park, it also held a lot of memories since it’s where Chris had proposed to you. The kids had a blast on all the rides with the occasional fight of who gets to ride with daddy. Chris was an amazing dad, your kids wanted for nothing because of him. Watching him interact with them made you want to pop out as many babies as you could. Your oldest son Jasper just turned 9, the twins Oliver and Liam 6, and your baby girl Hadleigh was 3.
“No Ollie! It my turn to be wif daddy!” Hadleigh pouted at her older brother.
“You’re just a baby, and a girl! You’re supposed to stay with mommy!” he argued, but you and Chris could tell her big eyes were getting to the six year old.
“She is a little rascal.” Chris commented, chuckling as he watched his sassy baby girl.
“It my turn!” she stomped her little foot, not backing down.
“You-you…fine!” Ollie gave in, pouting as he stomped over to sulk by you.
“You alright bubba?” you asked, trying your best to not laugh at the triumphant smirk on Haddy’s face as she leapt into her daddy’s arms.
“No,” he grumbled, hiding his face in your side.
“What if we wide togeder Ollie?” Li asked his twin, Ollie peaking out from your side.
“Togeder?” he asked quietly, wiping a stray tear.
“Yeah!” Li smiled excitedly.
“Otay,” Ollie agreed, walking over to his brother.
“Why does no one want to ride with mommy.” you asked, slightly offended.
“I do mommy!” Jas grinned, snatching your hand.
“Thank you baby,” you kissed his head as you hugged him to your side.
After that fiasco, it was finally lunch time. All of you had settled at Beauty and the Beast’s castle for lunch, the kids on one side while you and Chris sat beside each other. You were lost deep in thought while watching the kids interact.
“You alright momma?” Chris whispered in your ear, squeezing your waist lightly.
“Yeah, just thinking.” you smiled, kissing his cheek softly.
“Bad or good?” he asked, slight worry in his beautiful eyes.
“All good baby, I just love you so much.” you reassured him.
After a close 12 hours in the park, the Evan’s clan was ready to head out. The kids were extremely cranky, and Miss Sassy Pants Hadleigh was currently passed out in Chris’ arms. Jas held your hand while Li and Ollie trotted along by you and Chris.
Lots of crying and gentle hushing later, you all made it to the car and drove back to your hotel. You got all the munchkins washed up and tucked in, they were passed out in seconds. This gave you and Chris the rest of the night for some mommy and daddy time.
The two of you were getting ready for bed after showering together, Chris of course not doing much but plopping into bed since he slept naked.
“You know I think they snuck this mistletoe in here on purpose babe.” Chris wriggled his brows at you.
“Well I don’t need mistletoe to kiss my husband.” you grinned, crawling into his lap to plant a sound kiss to his lips.
Chris wanted more however, gripping your ass firmly in his hands. You gasped playfully, kissing along his bearded jawline. You could feel him hardening under you, lucky for you that you were still only in just a towel. Chris groaned softly as you sucked a hickey on his sweet spot right by his pulse, removing your towel so he could fondle your tits.
“Want to make these full again momma.” Chris murmured, squeezing them gently.
“Yeah daddy? Wanna get me nice and round with another baby?” you hummed as you licked up his neck.
“Oh fuck me baby, yes I do.” he said as he flipped you two over.
“Well, guess I can tell you your Christmas present early then.” you smiled mischievously when Chris arched a brow at you.
“What do you mean baby?” he chuckled, sweetly kissing your cheeks.
“I’m pregnant.” you revealed, giggling when Chris beamed with excitement.
“Oh my god baby! Really? We’re having another baby?” he asked, laughing with joy when you nodded.
He hugged you tight to his firm body, kissing you everywhere he could reach repeatedly. You cried happy tears, overjoyed with adding another bundle of joy to your growing family.
“I love you so much, you and the babies are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Chris professed, shedding his own happy tears.
“I love you too Chrisy, so, so much.” you whispered, kissing him hard.
Passion grew like a flame between the two of you, hands began exploring as your lips stayed practically glued together. Chris pressed his lips harder to yours to silence your squeal when he entered you, stuffing you to the brim with his cock.
“Oh-god baby, fuck me.” you whined, gripping his huge biceps.
“That’s the plan sweetheart.” he smirked, slowly beginning to thrust in and out.
You threw your head back in pleasure, trying to keep quiet in fear of waking up the kids. It was hard getting any alone time with your husband, so you made sure to savor every moment. Chris knew your body, and he knew how to make you cum in mere minutes. He was angled just perfectly, rubbing against your gspot as he picked up the pace.
“Love seeing your so full and round with my baby, so beautiful.” Chris panted, growling when your pussy clenched around him.
“You gonna cum baby? Let daddy have it?” he grinned down at your fucked out expression.
“Yeah daddy, fuck you feel so good.” you moaned, biting your lip hard as you came around him.
Chris pulled your leg over his shoulder, surprising you as he hammered himself in and out. You had to cover your mouth to silence your scream, your other hand clawing at Chris’ back.
“One more for me momma, maybe we’ll get another set of twins.” Chris murmured, snaking a hand down to rub your swollen clit.
“Fuck-yes-yes right there!” you sobbed, Chris smashing his lips to yours to cover up both your moans as you let go along with him.
Chris grunted loudly as he stuffed you full of his cum, pushing himself all the way in. He let your leg fall back around his waist, sensually kissing your lips until you both were breathless.
“Ok?” he asked, smiling as you nodded.
“Amazing, I hope we get to do that every night on this trip.” you giggled.
“So naughty Mrs.Evans.” Chris bit your lip playfully.
“I like being naughty for you Mr.Evans.” you quipped back, running your hands along his beard.
“We should really get some sleep.” he hummed, but couldn’t keep himself away from you as he felt another rise of heat through his body.
“I know, but I want to play.” you smirked, flipping the two of you over.
Chris and Seb had always had their suspicions that you were little but just wished you would tell them so they could take care of their little girl
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You were sitting on the couch after a very stressful day a work trying to clear you head trying to avoid the enevitbale, you slipping in little space , but you eventually couldn’t fight it.
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Chris and Seb were just in the door coming home from filming. Chris walked to the side unit and put the keys in the dish bowl and slid of his shoes , while seb did the same.
Chris and Seb walked through to the living room finding you on the couch cuddled up under a blanket watching your favourite movie the [ insert favourite film ]
“Hi baby” the boys said smiling
“Hey” you smiled
“ how was work ” Seb asked putting their left over lunch in the fridge
" Mmmh " you grumbled snuggling deeper into your blanket
The boys came down and sat either side of you on the couch
“ stressful day ” Seb asked rubbing your leg sympathetically
" you wouldn't believe it " you said burying your head into you knees
They both looked over to each other in worry
“ Wana talk about it ” Chris said rubbing your back and lifting your head letting them see your sad innocent eyes. Chris and Seb glanced at each other as they both noticed the innocence to your eyes.
“Baby are you feeling small” Chris whispered rubbing up and down your back more gently
You mumbled something into your fingers that the boys couldn’t make out
Chris reached under your arm pits and lifted you from under the blanket and onto his lap side ways so Sebastian could still see you
“What was that baby” Chris asked kissing your forehead
You nodded shyly burying your head into his chest
“ well lets go get you out these icky work clothes and into something more comfier” Chris said standing up with you on his hip.
“Mhhh” you whined hitting your hands against his chest
“Hey hey hey” Chris said bouncing you and shushing you
Seb stood up to trying to comfort you
“ sh sh sh baby , their nothing to be embarrassed we love you no matter what ” he said tickling you tummy through your shirt causing you to giggle into chris's chest
“ never going to get tired of that noise” Chris said kissing your forehead again, seb nodding in agreement
“ right of we go” Chris said walking up the stairs patting your bum with Seb walking next to yous letting you play with his fingers
Seb opened the bedroom door and wandered into your guys cupboard while Chris walked over and laid you on the bed before kissing your tummy through your shirt just in time for seb to come back with a cardboard box written little stuff on it
He sat it on the edge of the bed next to Chris and sat the opposite side of you gently rubbing your hand
“ thanks baby” Chris said kissing seb
Opening the box, Chris pulled out a nappy, wipes and baby power which he handed to Seb. Unbuttoning your trouser Chris slid of your trousers and pants, making your socks come along with them.
“Arms up sweetie” Chris cooed. You lifted your arms up allowing Chris to remove the rest of your clothes. You shivered and whined as the cold air hit you.
“Shh shh” seb said handing you a pacifier out the box to sooth you
“ tank to ” you mumbled round the pacifier bashfully
“ your welcome ” Seb smiled sweetly
“ such good manners baby ” Chris said rubbing your belly
Chris lifted you legs up with his hand around your ankles so he could wipe and powder you before lying you back down onto the new nappy and taping it around your belly.
Grabbing one of Sebs sleep shirts Chris put in on you making your feel smaller due to the size of the shirt compared to you.
“ there we go, All done” Chris said smiling down at you
You looked down and frowned as your saw the very childish nappy “for babies” you huffed
“Well that suits then huh” Chris laughed lifting you up allowing the T-shirt to flow down to your knees
Chris passed you to Seb and walked to the living room while Chris was walking behing yous making funny faces to keep you happy. He wandered off to the kitchen to make you a bottle while seb sat down on the couch with you in his lap and your head in the crook of his elbow
“Here baby” Chris said said sitting next to Seb gently slipping your paci out so Seb could replace it with your bottle
You hummed at the taste
“That a good baba” Chris said rubbing your tummy
Once the milk started to dribble down your chin Seb removed it and Chris wiped you chin with a burp cloth.
“Are you full baby” Seb said rubbing your tummy
“Hmm” you hummed sleepily
Seb lifted you up so your head was over his shoulder and stood up lightly bouncing and swaying you
Chris passed Seb the bip so he coud lay it over his shoulder incase your where to be sick . Seb started patting and rubbing your back gently but firmly. Once Seb felt that all your gas was gone he rocked you till you fell asleep listing to his humming
summary: You can't help but love the Saturday mornings
pairing: Dad!Chris Evans x wife!reader
word count, 519 words
warnings: none!
It was a hot day in Boston, the temperatures were showing signs of the long summer days approaching. It was Saturday morning, which also means "busy morning in the Evan's Household". Arthur and Oliver had their soccer game and Olive had her swimming practice.
"Chris, baby? Did you get the sunscreen?"
"Got it!"
"And the drinks?"
"Got it!"
"Snacks?"
"Definitely got that too." Chris smiled from across the living room, where he was packing the kid's soccer bags, showing you some of the snacks in hand "Kids? Can you come down and help mom? Yeah? That would be perfect!".
You chuckled softly hearing the eight and nine year old answers, finishing packing Olive's swimming bag. Stopping for a minute you breathed in the busy yet quiet morning, your lips curving into a smile when your gaze fell on Chris.
"Hi, momma!" Olive said coming down the stairs with her brothers.
"Mom, do you know where I put my hat?"
"Hi sweetie, and hi for you too Arthur."
Oliver chuckled, kissing your cheek before looking at his brother in disbelief after his question.
You walked around the kitchen isle and knelt in front of Arthur who reached for you for a hug. You smiled and gave a soft kiss on his cheek after tickling him, sending him on a fit of laughter.
"About your hat, buddy. It's in your head." Chris said, smirking, winking at Oliver and Olive with a playful look. "Alright, I'm going to see you guys after me and Oli are done with swimming practice, sounds good? Do you best, because..." He said giving them a kiss on their hair.
"Your best will always be enough." The kids repeated the small mantra that Chris taught them since they were old enough to understand what failure was.
"Have fun with daddy, yeah? I want you to tell me all about it after." Olive crawled to Chris's embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck. You smiled fixing her little pigtails, feeling Chris's gaze on you.
"Have fun you too. Call me when you arrive, okay?" You said, giving him a kiss which was clearly not enough for the two of you, turning into a series of small kisses after the kids "Ewed" all together.
You giggled and Chris chuckled with a smile, giving you a last kiss on your forehead, "I will honey. Call me if you need anything." He said before he heard Dodger storming in inside the house after running around the backyard. "You three be good for mom, yeah? I'm watching you." He said, tickling the kids which made them laugh and try to tickle Chris back, both failing a the attempt of rebellion.
Dodger barked and nudged Olive's feet demanding a pet from which kid before they left home, even when he was coming with you along.
The chatter would continue outside and even after the kids were inside each one of your cars, Chris being the goofy ball he was messing with you after stopping side by side on the next red light.
And this was a typical Saturday morning on the Evan's household.
