Written to fulfill a request by @princess-evans-addict for a cute, sweet moment between my OFC Nicole and Chris Evans from my series "Escape with Chris Evans." I've had this idea for a long time and decided to use it for this request. Non beta'd, all mistakes are my own. Inspo song is "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran.
Chris entered the bedroom dressed and ready for the party, expecting to find Nicole almost set for the same. Instead he found his wife sitting on the bed, silently sobbing, holding the strap of a high heel shoe. A litter of other shoes covered the carpet between the bed and closet.
Cautiously, he approached her and softly asked, “Nic, what’s going on? What’s the matter?”
Head down, she answered solemnly, “I have no shoes.”
“I don’t think that’s true,” he teased. “In fact, the floor pretty much proves you wrong.”
She looked up at him, unamused. “I mean, I have no shoes that fit. My feet are so swollen that I can’t squeeze them into ANYTHING I own.” Nicole dropped the latest offensive shoe to the ground and rubbed her belly. “For fuck’s sake, I can’t even see my damn feet anymore!”
“Well, it’s not as if you don’t have a good reason for that.”
“Doesn’t make it any easier. I barely got this dress on! I feel like a walrus. Go without me, i”m just gonna lie here and stay barefoot and pregnant until the baby comes.” A fresh wave of sobs erupted and Chris quickly snatched a box of tissues from the nightstand, pulling one out and placing it into her hand.
“Nicole, you’re not a walrus. You’re radiant. You’re perfect. You’re beautiful and I’m in absolute awe of you every day.”
She blew her nose, grabbing another tissue from the box as she said, “I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you.” Unfortunately, by the time she got to the “you” she was sobbing again. Hormones were a bitch sometimes.
Chris laid down beside her, one hand cradling her head, the other resting upon hers and their child. After a few minutes, she got her emotions under control and got herself sitting back up on the bed.
There was still the predicament of what to put on her feet. She couldn’t very well go barefoot! Chris tried each pair to see if they would work and quickly realized she wasn’t exaggerating; nothing would go on without squeezing her foot like a sausage.
“I have an idea, one sec.” He disappeared into the closet and came out a few seconds later with a pair of slippers. But not just any slippers, these were oversized white dogs, complete with floppy ears, black nose and black eyes.
He got down on one knee and did his best Prince Charming impersonation as he placed them upon your feet. They fit and felt like Heaven, but…
“There is no way I can go to the party wearing these, Chris.”
“It’ll be fine, people will understand.”
“I’ll be the laughing stock!”
“No you won’t, trust me.”
Neither of them said anything for a few moments, both racking their brains for other solutions but ending up with nothing.
Finally, Chris offered, “Maybe we shouldn’t go. If you’re not going to feel comfortable we can just skip it, okay?”
“We can’t skip it, you know that.”
“Sure we can.”
“Chris, no we can’t. It’s my baby shower. Kind of hard to throw it without the guest of honor.”
“No way!” he exclaimed, “Wait a minute, you knew!! How did you know? Fuck! I really thought we were going to surprise you today.”
“My mom can’t keep a secret. That was the first mistake.”
“Shit! Good to know. Well, that makes it easier, in a way. Guest of honor, you get to do whatever you like. That includes wearing dog slippers. Whatcha say? Ready to go pretend to be surprised and get overly emotional over baby bibs?”
“If you can hoist me up, I’m ready to go.”
He helped her up, holding her in his arms for a few minutes once she was standing.
“I don’t deserve you, Nicole, but I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to be the best husband and father I can be."
Super excited to just get away, go on a double date and spend a couple nights with my babe!! It's little things like just getting to sleep together, and hang out that make me so happy!
