my favorite part • chris evans (bwwm)

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Phoenix stared out the window, focusing on the fluffy white clouds that seemed to be frozen in the sky. She could feel Chris looking down at her as she rested her head on his shoulder. They had been on Downey's jet for half an hour with minimal conversation and long bouts of comfortable silence.

"When did you develop this crush on me?" Phoenix removed her head from Chris' shoulder and turned toward him. It was no secret that she had been wondering for a while and thanks to Tom, she now how a conflicting timeframe than the one she originally thought. "For like the first month and a half I worked on set, you didn't notice me. I don't even think you knew my name."

"I didn't know your name but I do I remember seeing you a few times. You were always running around so I never even had the chance to really look at you." Chris admitted. He tried to think back to the first time he saw Phoenix to no avail. He truly didn't even remember the first time they met but he did remember how she took his breath away during a random night at Robert's house.

"I n t e r e s t i n g."

"It wasn't until Downey's game night that I really got the chance to see you." Chris continued. "You were so spunky and confident, not to mention absolutely beautiful. Watching your face light up when you talked to Tom honestly gave me butterflies. I decided that night that I wanted to be the one to make you smile like that. And from then on, I went out of my way to talk to you on set. You had and still have all my attention, Phoenix."

"The real question is what do I do with said attention." Phoenix stoked her chin dramatically.

"What ever you want." He shrugged. "Got anymore questions?"

"I should." Phoenix responded, trying to come up with an easy question for Chris to answer. "Do you believe in love? True, unconditional love that lasts forever."

Although Phoenix already knew the answer, she wanted to hear Chris talk about his idea of what love was. It didn't take a genius to figure out he was a hopeless romantic that had an image in his head of what his soulmate would be like.

"I do." He answered with a nod. "I always say that for love to work, it has to feel like I'm alone but with company. I hate feeling like I'm being tied down and I'd need my partner to have her own life outside of us or else I'd just feel suffocated. I still want to have time to do my own thing without feeling enveloped."

"I completely agree."

"Do you believe in true love that lasts forever?"

"I don't really know... I believe that unconditional love exists and I do believe in soulmates. But it's the lasting forever part that has me skeptical." Phoenix spoke. "Almost everyone changes with time. Interests change, hobbies change, personalities change... sometimes people grow apart. Does that mean you stop loving them? Depends on the situation but for the sake of this conversation, let's say no. Eventually, most relationships run their course and it's just better for yourself and your mental health to let them go."

"If that is the case, maybe that person wasn't your soulmate to begin with." Chris suggested. "People come into your life for a reason. Maybe it's just to teach you something like how to be a better partner or how to be more patient or understanding. Not everyone is meant to be in your life forever."