Unthinkable [Chris Evans//BWWM]

Don't Be Shy

*Warning: This is a "Smut" chapter, it does contain very mature content. There are no gifs or pictures, only descriptive language.*

Chris and I were laying in his movie room on his fancy movie theater chairs. To me they're pretty unnecessary, but that doesn't mean I don't like them. He was finishing up responding to work emails on his laptop, and I was texting Justina. He was resting his head on my lap.

"Hey Brook...Broooookyln?" He said poking my face. "Yes?" "You think you could go up to my room and grab me my stash of Jellybeans?" "No not really." I said grinning. "Pleaaaase?" He wined. I put my phone down and pushed his head off of my lap. "Fine. Now I regret buying you that big bag." I said to myself going up the steps. I heard him giggle.

I got up to his room, and tried to remember where he said he kept them. I couldn't remember which nightstand he said he put them in. So I guessed and chose the one on the left of the bed. I've only been up here twice before in the past 6 months so I'm not really familiar with it.

I went into the drawer and found an old picture of him. "No...way."

I swear he looked exactly the same now, just tiny. "Still got that same cheesy ass smile too." I said to myself giggling. I could feel myself blushing, I probably would've had a crush on him when I was a kid now that I think of it.

"Dont worry Brook I got em'." I heard him say as he entered the room. I quickly turned around and put the picture behind my back. "Oh. I originally thought I had went into the wrong nightstand." He walked closer to me. "Actually, they weren't even up here, they were in my office. What's behind your back?" He said making a curious face. "Nothing." "Mhm. Show me your hands." I lifted up one of my hands that was empty. "Both hands." He said chuckling.

"Its nothing...really." "well if it's nothing why can't you show me." He said reaching behind me trying to grab it. "No!" "Just give it to me!" "No!" I said as I dodged him. I was leaning side to side and he tackled me onto the bed.

"Chris!" I said as he tickled me. I couldn't stop laughing and I eventually gave up. 'Here. Take it....damn." I said out of breath. "Oh...my old grade school photo." He said grinning. "I haven't looked at this in a while." "You were adorable." I said. "I was hideous. I look like I was just begging someone to punch me in the face." He said making me laugh. "No you dont. You look very...studious." "Look you know I'm stupid what does that mean?" "It means you look like your willing to learn and your happy to be at school." "Oh, well I guess that checks out." He said putting the photo down.

We sat there for a second, and then I realized what the situation was that we were in. I, was laying in his bed, in shorts and a tank top, and he was over top of me. He leaned down and gave me a kiss. "Hey...were in a...pretty comprising position." "Yeah...but it's not so bad, I don't think." He said quietly. He kissed me again, this time a little longer, and sexier.