Ask Me Properly
Chris Evans x Reader
Summary: While spending time with his family, Chris realizes that it's the perfect time to put his 'plan' into action.
Warnings: Fluff, fluff and more fluff.
Word Count: 1028
It had been a long time since Chris had felt like this. The mix of nerves, excitement and adrenalin had the potential to put his heart rate into overdrive; but, he had never felt so certain in a choice in his life, and once he had made the decision he had never felt so at ease. Still, he actually had to follow through on it.
When the few people he had confided in asked him what his plan of attack was, he just shrugged. The truth was that he had spent hours agonizing over every little detail. But, every where, when and how just didn't seem to be right. He was waiting for the mystical perfect moment, and hoped that everything would just fall into place once the time came.
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It was a warm summer evening, and all of Chris' family were over at your joint home for a barbecue. Food devoured, Chris was finally able to relax, especially as his niece and nephews had turned their attention away from him and onto you. Nursing a beer, he was in deep conversation with his brother when a delighted squeal cut through the cool breeze.
Turning towards the source of the noise, he couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face. There the three kiddos were giggling as they seemed to run away from you. Chris couldn't hear what you'd said to them, but he could see that you were also laughing as you chased them, Dodger barking playfully beside you. Chris had always adored how good you were with the kids, and seeing you act so naturally with them had fed his own dreams of having children of his own. But, you were both in agreement that that dream would have to wait for at least for another year. As if you could feel his gaze, you spun round and your eyes met his, giving a mock salute before turned your attention back to the children.
Whenever Chris would retell this story, he would never be able to fully explain what had happened next. If he wasn't already sat down, he was sure that he would've been knocked over by the wave of serenity that had washed over him. At that moment, there was only one thought that occupied his mind. It was if an ethereal being had crept up behind him, placed their hands on his shoulders and whispered in his ear.
This is the perfect moment, do it now.
“Earth to Chris! Are you still there?”
As Scott snapped Chris out of his daydream, the calmness was soon replaced by a moment of panic. He realized that when he decided to depend on spontaneity, he hadn't figured out what he was going to do or say without coming across unnatural.
Then, out the corner of his eye, Chris spotted his eldest nephew breaking away from the group and make his way back to the table to grab a drink. As the boy chugged down his soda, an idea formed in Chris' mind. Grabbing a clean napkin and borrowing a pen from his sister, he scribbled down his short, but succinct message while the rest of the family watched in bemusement. As Ethan turned to return to you and his siblings, Chris reached out to his nephew.
“Hey Ethan, can you give this to Y/N, it's really important that she reads it.”
“What is it?” Ethan asked, curiously unfolding the napkin.
“None of your business nosey!” Chris said jokingly, placing his hand over Ethan's to stop him ruining the surprise. Ethan ran back towards the group shouting your name, and Chris' heart was in his mouth. He had well and truly passed the point of no return, and all he could do was hope that you would be charmed by his school boy method. He was so engrossed in watching Ethan, he didn't hear the rest of his family ask what was going on. After what felt like forever, Ethan had caught up to you. Time slowed down as Chris watched you take the napkin from the child's hand and unfold it. As you read the message, your eyeballs seemed to bulge from your head. You looked towards Chris again, and a cheeky grin spread across your face as you bent down to reach Ethan's level. You didn't break eye contact as you whispered into the young boy's ear. As you stood back up, Ethan had turned and started back towards the other adults joined by his siblings, as if they knew something big was happening. One thing was certain, Chris was sure that he couldn't take the self-inflicted suspense any longer.
Ethan and company soon reached the table, and before Chris realized what he was doing he was knelt in front of them, his very being dependent on what was about to come out of the boy's mouth.
“She said only if you ask her properly.”
Chris looked turned to look at you again. Standing with your hands on your hips, you had not moved a muscle since you'd sent the kids his way. Without thinking, he launched himself on his feet and bounded towards you. He was so hyper-focused on you that he didn't know if anyone had tried to follow him, but he didn't care. Chris took in the sight that was before him. Your expectant smirk had turned into a full-blown smile, which was more radiant than the sunset behind you. Slowing to stop, Chris resisted the urge to scoop you up into his arms. The panic he had felt just a few minutes ago had dissipated, and Chris once again felt the serenity surge through him.
“So a little bird told me that you had something to ask.” You said, trying your best to suppress your excitement.
“I do.” Chris replied as he watched you intently tilt your head to one side. Falling onto one knee, Chris reached into his pocket, and pulled out the small, velvet box that seemed to weigh him down more than any dumbbell that he had lifted.
“Y/N, from the moment I met you, I knew that you were the one for me...”
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