Pool | Chris Evans

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Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

You're at the pool...

You've been a competitive swimmer for years now, and tonight, you've stayed behind for some extra practice with one of your closest friends and crush, Chris. Even the coaches have left, telling you two to close up.

"Last lap?" you ask as he comes up behind you.

"Mhmm," he responds, and you push off the wall, swimming slowly and enjoying the cool water. You roll onto your back, and you feel Chris touch your feet. You lift your head, and he grins at you. You try to swim away, but he pulls your leg, making you shriek. You crash into his arms, and you feel your heart speed up. You take off your goggles, tucking the band in the back of your swimsuit. He does the same, still holding onto you with one arm.

"What are you doing?" you ask him softly, and he smirks.

"Nothing," he replies, putting both arms around you. You tear off your swimming cap, tucking it beside your goggles before leaning your head back. You run your hands through your hair and meet Chris' eyes.

"What?" you insist, feeling incredibly aware of his arms around you.

"You're beautiful," he says softly, making you blush.

"Oh stop."

"I've never seen anyone more gorgeous," he tell you, his blue eyes searching your face.

You don't know what to say, and you put your hands on his shoulders.

"I think I'm in love with you," he whispers, leaning in slightly.

"You what?" You blink, your breathing becoming shallow. You must be dreaming. This must be a dream.

"I love you," he says softly, his face mere inches from yours.

"I've liked...loved...you for so—" Your words are cut off as his lips meet yours. You feel like the breath has been knocked out of you, and you wrap your arms around his neck. This is like a dream, and you can't believe it's happening. You move so your legs are around his waist, and his hands move under your ass to support you.

The water laps around your shoulders, but you can barely even feel it.

"Be my girlfriend," he breathes, his lips hot against yours.

"Yes," you respond without having to think. He laughs lightly, pressing his forehead to yours. You smile, feeling incredibly happy. You don't know if you've felt this happy in your entire life.

"Want to go eat?" he asks, and you pull away to meet his eyes.

"It's after practice. What do you think?" you reply with a laugh.

"Yeah, that was a stupid question," he chuckles.

You untangle yourself from him before swimming back to the side of the pool.

You move to get out of the pool, but you feel weak from being so giddy.

"Having trouble?" he teases, and you glare at him.

"Shut up. I never have trouble. You just make me feel all sorts of things," you accuse, making him laugh. He puts his hands on your waist, practically lifting you up and out of the pool.

You let out a little shriek in surprise, but you're out of the pool. You stand up and watch as he gets out, too.

"You're welcome," he tells you, and you roll your eyes playfully. "Oh stop with that," he says touching your face and making you look to him. He presses his lips to yours again, making butterflies erupt in your stomach. You smile against him and put your hand on his bicep.

"You make my brain turn to mush," you mumble, and he laughs, pulling away to look at you.

"Oh if only you knew what you do to me."


just because people named Chris are perfect

Actually, my favorite Chris is Hemsworth, then Pratt, then Evans, buuuuuut he came into my dream so there you go lmao

I actually wrote this like...ages ago but I'd never gotten things organized enough so I could post it whoops

I'm really picky about celebrities so I won't be taking requests (best way to avoid awkwardness and offense I think)

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