warning: mentions of child neglect, chris being an awesome dad, fluff :)
summary: after your mom kicks you out, you go to stay with your dad, who just happens to be on the set of avengers: endgame
~~~~~ You had always had a rough childhood. Your mom wants exactly the best. She was an aspiring actress who had met your father at a film festival. At least, that's what she would tell you.
Your Father is the famous Chris Evans. You don't know how your mom pulled him for a while.
You have heard from many people that your not supposed to have a favorite parent but it was pretty obvious you had a favorite. You would try to go to your dads all the time. Of course, your mom could care less. All she cared about is the money. She wouldn't even use the money he did give her on you. She would spend it on her. You would have to use the stuff she had in the house or get something yourself.
~~~~ One day, it had spilled over the edge. You had ran home in the ran. You were soaked and just wanted to dry off and change your clothes. You walked up the stairs to your apartment and saw that all your stuff was out on the porch, along with a note. You set your book bag down and picked it up. It read 'i'm kicking you out. i had found a new roommate i met at improv classes. call your dad or something.' You sighed and sat down on the stairs. The problem with calling your dad was that you didn't have a phone. You walked over to your neighbor across the hallway, Mrs. Stephanie. She always brought you food or kept you company when your mon would kick you out until your dad got you.
You knocked on her door. She opened it slowly but gasped when she saw that you were soaked and your stuff was by the door. "My mom kicked me out, can i call my dad?" She gasped. "Yes, of course. Grab your stuff and get in here!" You grabbed your stuff and walked inside her house. She showed you to bathroom and told you could clean up while she called your father. She picked up the phone and read his number she had taped up on the fridge.
It only ringed for maybe 5 seconds before he picked up. "Hello?" He asked, confused because he didn't recognize the number at first. "Hey, Mr. Evans. It's Stephanie, y/n's neighbor. Her mom kicked her out." You had walked out the bathroom and tried to listen to her on the phone but she was either talking too low or he was.
You walked out with you wet clothes just as she finished. "Ok, we'll be here. Ok. Bye." She hung up and smiled at you. "Your dad will be here in like an hour. He was filming when i called." You nodded and walked towards the couch. She grabbed a plastic bag and handed it to you for your wet clothes. You quietly thanked her and watched tv. You didn't even realize how tired you were until you passed out.
~~~~ You were still asleep when your dad came. Stephanie let him in and he looked over at the couch to see you passed out. He smiled to himself. He thanked her and quickly put your stuff in his car then he came back for you.
He picked you up bridal style and carefully carried you to the car. He drove back to the set
~~~~ When you had finally woke up, you realized you were in a bed. You got up and walked down the hallway. You saw your dad sitting on the couch, scrolling on his phone and scratching dodger. Dodger saw you and ran off the couch to greet you. "aw hi buddy. i missed you." Chris smiled and walked up to you. "Hey kiddo. How was your nap?" You sighed. "It was pretty good, given the circumstances." He sighed. "Yea, i don't think your ever going to see her again. That was neglect. And from what stephanie told me, this wasn't the first time. Why didn't you tell me?" You grabbed a water. "I didn't want to bother you. You're an award winning actor. The last thing you need to worry about is me." He scoffed. "You're my kid. I worry about you all the time." You smiled and hugged him. "From now on, it's gonna be me, you and dodger." You smiled. "I'm ok with that." He smiled. "Wanna go bother your aunts and uncles? I think scarlett is done with her shoot." You smirked. "Hell yeah." You guys ran out the door, on your way to bug scarlett, who would tolerate it because she had nothing better to do.
