edible garbage || chris evans

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your p.o.v.

i woke up. i was excited for today, chris had the day off from work and we had loads of things planned.

he doesn't get many days off like this, so i was excited to spend it with him.

except, when i woke up, chris wasn't by my side. i rolled over, to see if he was there. maybe he was just on the far side of the bed.

no. he was gone. i first thought was, "maybe they called him in to film something, and he wouldn't get the day off like they had promised."

but then, i arose from the bed.

the house smelt like ass.

"fucking hell, christopher." i mumbled, running downstairs to see chris trying to put out a fire.

"chris!" i screamed, grabbing a rag and putting it over my face, before running to help him put the fire out.

the smoke alarm went off, which startled us because of how loud it was.

"what the hell, where's the fire extinguisher?!" i yelled.

i look over to chris who's already using it to put out the fire.

"thank god." he breathed out once it was finally gone.

i opened the windows to try and let some smoke out as chris grabbed all the fans in the house and turned them on.

"chris, what were you thinking?" i said.

"i was trying to make you breakfast.." he said awkwardly.

"well what were you trying to make?" i said.

"eggs."

"EGGS?! HOW DO YOU ALMOST BURN THE HOUSE DOWN WITH EGGS?!"

"well you see," chris said before i bursted out laughing, and soon, so did he.

chris went over to the stove. "wait, i wanna try it." he said, before grabbing a fork and taking a bite.

he spat it back out into the sink. "it tastes like garbage." he said in disgust.

"no shit."

chris sighed, putting the dishes into the sink. as he was washing them, you hugged him from behind.

"thank you for your effort, chris. i really appreciate it." you said.

he turned the sink off and wiped his hands before turning around to hug you. "sorry for messing up your eggs, y/n."

"it's the thought that counts." you mumbled into his chest. he kissed you on the forehead, and it was moments like these that made you remember why you fell so in love with this man.

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